Ashton
You and Ashton have been arguing for a while now and it just keeps getting worse and worse. It all started when you got home late, about 2:00 in the morning. He walked over, furious with you since you told him you'd be home around 10:00. Now here you are, fighting for nearly half an hour. "You said you'd be home around 10!" He shouts. "Well I'm sorry! I keep saying this but you won't accept it!" you scream at him. "I know you're sorry, Y/N! But you know what? I have a sick feeling as to why you were out so fucking late!" he shouts back. "What is that suppose to mean?" you question. "It means you're cheating on me." He tells you
"Excuse me?" you ask in disbelief. Right before he opens his mouth to speak, you cut him off, "I would never ever cheat on you, and you know that!" He just rolls his eyes, "Yeah okay. I believe that." he says sarcastically. "Ashton, I swear to God! I told you already, my fucking phone died! It died at around 8, which means I couldn't see the time!" you spit furiously. "What ever." He says walking past you. You stand right in front of him, blocking his way to the bedroom. "Move!" he shouts, grabbing your arm and pushing u.
Little did he know, his grip on your arm was too much. "Ow, Ashton!" you shout. He turns around, "What?" he questions. "Y-you hurt me.." you mumble as you rub your arm. "Let me see." he says. You move your hand, revealing your red arm that has finger marks on it. "Sh-shit I'm sorry, love.." he says feeling guilty.
He walks over to you and pulls you in a hug, "I'm really sorry." he says once more. "It's fine. I'm okay.." you mumble. "Let's go to sleep. It's super late." he chuckles. Soon you're both in bed, cuddled up together, fast asleep.
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