"I do not understand why we're having an argument right now" Luke said, shoving some more of his sandwich in his mouth as you paced around the kitchen. "Because you don't even care what I have to say! If the curtains don't match the couches the entire room will look awful. I really need your opinion on this!" you said, looking at multiple color swatches for the couch you were buying and comparing them to the curtains displayed on your phone. "Babe...it'll look fine. Do whatever you think is best" he mumbled. "It almost feels like I'm decorating my own apartment! I don't even need you here, it's fine!" you yelled. Luke chuckled slightly, "You're being so ridiculous". You were furious with him. "Okay, Luke, have fun designing your own apartment" you said as you threw your phone, not really aiming for anything. You spent the rest of the night in your room and refused to talk to Luke when he came in. The next morning when he walked in to the kitchen you were sitting at the table waiting. "We need to talk" you said, after he'd grabbed a bowl of cereal. Luke got up and walked out of the room. You grew concerned as to where he was going and what he was doing. He came back wearing his old high school football helmet. "Okay, let's talk. Can't risk getting hit by another flying phone" he said. You rolled your eyes and he removed the helmet. "I know what said last night but...please stay. I've loved you for quite some time" you said, moving closer to where he was standing. "I'm sorry babe, I know you're completely serious but I think it's funny when you're mad. It's just so cute, your face gets really red" he smiled and wrapped his arms around you. "I love you...because you've honestly just given me no choice. I've got to stay" you smiled, he kissed your nose in response. "I know you've dated douches before and I don't ever want to be like them and take everything out on you. I just focus on how cute you are when you're mad" he laughed. "Well, no one else is gonna love me when I get mad so...we should both stay" you said, kissing his lips.
