I heard the door slam shut, indicating Harry was home.
"Lyndsey!", he yelled from downstairs. I sighed and walked down.
"Who's this new boyfriend of yours?", he asked.
"What are you talking about?", I asked back, confused.
"I saw you with a guy yesterday, who apparently is your new boyfriend?"
"He's not my boyfriend!"
"Don't yell at me!"
"Then don't accuse me of bullshit!"
"It's not "bullshit"! Who is he anyway?"
"He's a friend", I shrugged.
"A friend?", he scoffed, "stop lying!"
"I am not lying, Harry. You're drunk, just go sleep or something", I sighed. I didn't want to start another fight especially since we were having one every other day.
"Don't tell me what to do!", he snapped.
"You know what? Go do whatever you want! But don't you dare come back to me after that! I'm so done with your shit!", I yelled back and stormed out of the room. I packed a small bag to go to a friends place.
I heard a small knock on the door.
"Lyndsey? Can I come in?", Harry asked. His voice small.
"It's your house Harry", I replied. He walked into the room, toward me. He opened his arms and I stepped back.
He frowned. He was hurt by my action.
"I'm sorry", he replied with a sigh.
"Sorry about what? How you accused me of having another boyfriend? Or sorry you have to deal with me?"
His frown deepened.
"Don't say that", he said.
"Then what Harry? What are you sorry about?"
"I am sorry about today's fight."
"Okay", I said and continued to pack my bag.
"Lyndsey?"
"Yes?"
"Don't go, please don't", he said with apologetic eyes.
"Harry, I can't keep up with all the fights. We fight everyday. I can't do this anymore", I replied.
"I'm sorry, Lyndsey, please. Don't leave me. I can't live without you", he said taking a step toward me, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. I lean into his touch. And with that he's forgiven. The fight forgotten.
"I love you", I say.
He sighs with relief and replies, "And I you."
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A/N:
I hope you like it!
Love,
S. x
