Zak POV
"It was a mistake, okay?" He yelled at me.
"A mistake?" I yelled back, "Was it a mistake every single other time you did this?"
He looked down and sighed, "Zak, you know I love you."
"Do you though?" I replied, "Because it doesn't feel like it."
"I wasn't thinking straight, I didn't mean to."
"You say the same thing every time, you're not getting anymore chances."
"Zak, come on, don't do this." He said.
He reached for my hand but I quickly pulled away, "Don't touch me, I'm leaving."
I felt a strong grip on my hand, "No you're not."
"Let go of me!" I yelled, pulling my hand out of his grip, "You can go fuck yourself."
With that I stormed off, ignoring him calling my name.
I'm not gonna saying who Zak was yelling at, that's up to u. Sorry this sucks, it's late and I couldn't think of anything else.
