Henry pov
I had been in a bad mood all day, and William knew that. In fact he's kind of the reason I'm in a bad mood.
"I hate you." I said, throwing a piece of paper at the taller man.
"You didn't last night. As a matter of fact, I think you loved me last night-"
"OH SHUT UP, YOU WHORE!" I yell, cutting William off.
He laughed and stood up.
He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Get the fuck off me or I'll hit you." I snapped.
"Ok ok! Calm down, short baby man-"
"I WILL KILL YOU!" I yelled, pushing him off of me.
He got up with this fake offended look.
"Rude-"
"I love you." I said quickly
"What was that, Hen?"
"Nothing!" I said
"Nothing? Sure sounded like you said-"
"GO FUCK YOURSELF-"
"I'd rather fuck you." He winked
I just stood there.
That bitch.
Mother fucker had me cornered.
"S-shut up, asshole!"
"Aww. Did I make Mr. Emily flustered?"
"SHUT THE FU-"
He cut me off by pressing our lips together.
I kissed back, holding him him close.
"I knew you loved me." William smirked
"Fuck you." I said
"You wish you could, bottom." William laughed.
"I WONT HESITATE TO MURDER YOU!"
"Then do it. Bottom."
"W-what?" I stared at him
"You heard me. You said you wont hesitate, but right now you're hesitating. Proving the point that you love me." The purple man smiled at me
"I-...I hate you."
"Love you too, Hen."
