Team 10 Imagines

Anthony Trujillo - Argument Gone Wrong

Everyone had left you and Anthony upstairs to sort the argument you two were having out. But it wasn't going to well. Insults and words of venom were being thrown horribly between the two of you.

"Inconsiderate bitch! That's a great definition of Y/N Y/L/N!" He shouted, you rolled you eyes, wanting nothing more but for the pair of you to just quit it.

"Okay asshole, let's just stop now okay? I'm done with arguing." You sighed, but he wasn't having anything which made your anger once again boil.

"Says the one calling me an asshole! Things were so much better when I was here and you were in Cleveland!" He argued. You couldn't deny, his words did sting but you were just as bad as each other.

"Really? Then I guess I'll go back there!" You shouted, you made it to the top of the stairs before he came out of the room and started shouting at you.

"Stop running from your goddamn problems Y/N!" He snapped throwing a lamp at the wall that was behind you. It was a stupid idea considering you were at the top of the stairs and unfortunately the noise and the flying object scared the life out of you and you jumped, but your foot landed on a stair causing you to fall down them.

"No, no, no, no!" He repeated himself as he ran down the stairs after you. Everyone was crowded around you as they looked at Anthony like they wanted to kill him. 

"Y/N can you hear me?" Jake shook your body. He put his ear to your face to see if he could hear you breathing and thank god you were.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Tessa punched him hard in the arm.

"911 aren't really co-operating very well, we're gonna have to take her." Chance said and immediately Anthony carefully lifted you up, afraid he was going to hurt you even more and Jake unlocked his car. Jake drove you and Anthony while everyone else waited on ubers to meet you at the hospital. 

"You two are just as bad as each other, but did you seriously have to aim something at her?" Jake sighed disappointed in his best friend. The doctors took you into their own hands and you eventually gained consciousness, great-full you had only sprained your wrist and not damaged anything else.

"I'm so sorry Y/N." He didn't know what else to say.

"I'm sorry to." You admitted.

"It was my fault, I was over-reacting." Anthony was going to continue but you cut him off by putting your finger to his lips.

"We're both sorry, that's all that needs to be said, all I want is to be hugged and to forget about today."