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eleven

everything had been going so well for the couple over the course of days. no arguing, no issues, no drama. it's been an easy going week for the two and they had planned on keeping it that way and hopefully stay on a positive path in their relationship. this is probably the longest they've gone without getting angry at one another since they first started dating.

but as one would say, good things don't last forever. with that being said, here they were back to square one, arguing about something stupid. or maybe it wasn't so stupid, since zayn did kinda hurt his poor boyfriend's feelings. they had been back too zayn's house after having went to hang out with their friends together at a local bowling alley and while there, let's just say harry was acting clingier and needier and zayn didn't like it at all.

he never minded that behavior before, but for some reason he had got extra annoyed at it and ended up telling harry off about it in the car as they were leaving. he also ended up telling harry how annoying and clingy he was and mentioned something about being suffocated, and harry didn't take it well, which is how this whole argument on the way to zayn's house got started. it went on for a few minutes before harry grew extremely quiet and decided to gaze out the window, his face sill clearly scrunched in anger and his arms crossed.

zayn glances over at his boyfriend and rolls his eyes. "seriously harry, stop pouting like a three year old." zayn says bitterly. harry turns to face zayn with an attitude.

"shut the hell up, i'm done talking to you." he hisses.

"you're never done talking, you and i both know you can't keep that big mouth of yours shut for more than thirty seconds." zayn says. harry growls angrily, clenching his fists.

"i'm getting really fucking sick of you."

"oh now you're sick of me? what happened at the bowling alley when you were breathing down my fucking neck?" zayn scowls, hands clenching the steering wheel harshly. harry was getting increasingly pissed off. he didn't know what zayn's problem was. he never had a problem with harry being clingy before but today he wants to be a bitch about it and now harry's confused and angry.

"you know what, fuck off zayn, i didn't do anything wrong!" harry yells, raising his voice.

"i beg to differ." zayn muttered. harry let out a prolonged breath, before clutching the door handle tightly.

"let me out of the car." he says calmly.

"wha-" zayn started but was sharply cut off.

"let me out of the fucking car jackass!" harry screams at him, taking zayn aback.

"no, what the hell is wrong with you?"

"what's wrong with me? are you fucking kidding me?!" harry yells just as they come up to a red light, harry takes this opportunity to open the door and get out of the car, slamming the door behind him. zayn rolls down the window.

"are you fucking stupid, get your ass back in the car!" he yells after harry. harry keeps walking off, ignoring zayn. "fuck." zayn says as he takes off his seatbelt and gets out, going after harry. he angrily speed walks after him, wondering where the hell harry could possibly think he was going right in the middle of traffic. "harry, get your ass back over here!"

"no, you go fuck yourself!" he yells back, continuing to storm off in the opposite direction of the car. zayn jogs to catch up with harry, before grabbing his arms, roughly spinning him around. harry tries shrugging zayn's hands off of him but zayn deemed too strong for him. "get off!"