Evelyn's POV:
"So? What now?!" I argued to my boyfriend, Harry. "I don't know Evelyn! How about you shut up and leave me alone?!" He screamed.
"Really? Leave you alone?! You've been away from me for so long and as soon as you come back, we're arguing. I really don't get it sometimes." I frowned, trying not to cry.
"Evelyn. I'm stressed okay! I've got to deal with everyone else problems and make sure they're happy before we even go on stage or whenever we're leaving! So how about you give me some time and just get out!" He yelled, veins showing up on his neck, making me become scared.
"This is my house, for god sake. You know what?! Sure, if that's what you want, I'll leave. But don't expect for me to call you." I said, tears dripping on to my shirt.
I turned away from him, leaving the room and going to my own one. I grabbed a few bags and started grabbing clothes and essentials. "Eve, wait. I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said." Harry begged, entering the room and shutting the door.
"Then what DID you mean, huh? You're telling me to get out MY own house and then you're saying you didn't mean it. You can just tell me I'm not good enough, you know." I huffed, turning in his direction.
His eyes were red and filled with tears. "Babe, I'm so so sorry. I'm just so stressed about everyone else at the moment and people online nagging me." He sniffed.
"Oh Harry." I sighed, starting to cry too. I ran up to him, throwing my arms around his neck.
"I'm sorry baby. I'm so s-sorry." I sobbed. "Baby, please don't cry, this is my fault. I never should've shouted at you." He mumbled, stroking my hair.
"I love you bubbas." I whispered, leaning up and kissing him.
"I love you too princess."
