"Can you shut up?" John whined as he walked around the room.
We had been going on like this for an hour now and we were both starting to get crazy as hell. I was fed up with him flirting around. "Oh, I will shut up if you will cut the fucking crap."
"What 'crap'? Being nice to other females?" He chuckled sarcastically. "Can't believe you're actually being a hard ass at this."
I widened my eyes at his words. "Hard ass? I'm sorry for actually being scared of you leaving me!"
"Don't even go there, (Y/N)."
"What the hell do you mean with that? I'm just telling you the truth, 'cause maybe you'll cheat on me! God knows what!"
"Don't even go further." He said sighing.
"Oh, I'm-"
"Shut the hell up!" He yelled in my face while walking closer to me.
His tone made me jump back. Swazz didn't seem to notice since he continued yelling. "Can you please shut the hell up for a legit second? You're unbelieveable. You're practically saying you don't trust me, just because I'm talking to some girls! You're fucking kidding me." Swazz raised his hand and I flinched at his move.
But I thought wrong.
He messed with his hair with his hand.
His gaze dropped and he stopped ranting at me. His vibe was scary. Like he was a bomb that could explode anytime... but I think he already exploded.
I looked down at my feet, refusing to look at him. "You- You think I was going to... to actually hit you?" He stuttered.
I ignored him and harshly swallowed. Deciding to the the most stupid thing, I walked away from him. But he quickly but softly pulled me bacl.
"Answer my question." He demanded, trying to be as kind as possible.
I shrugged, still not making eye contact.
Swazz lightly grabbed my jaw, making me look at him.
He bit his lip and his eyes were looking hurt, almost guilty. "I would never hurt you. You know that, right?" He asked while making me look at him by cupping my face with his hands. "Right?" He repeated.
I slightly nodded and looked away from him, trying to keep the tears in. "I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean to scare you like that, I really didn't. I was just caught in the moment and-" he stopped talking and sighed, shaking his head. "I'm so fucking sorry."
"I'm sorry for not trusting you with girls." I admitted. I saw a small smile creep on his face. "I do trust you, but I'm just really scared to loose you, you know."
He smiled and hugged me tightly. "There's no need to be scared. If we were in a room filled with top models right now, you would be the only thing I would see."
John rubbed my back while kissing my forehead. "I love you." I softly murmured.
"I love you too."
