"Warren I'm not a child I can handle myself and hang out with whoever I want! I don't even know the guy we were just talking about the show!" You yelled at your boyfriend from across his dressing room.
During the concert you had been speaking to a crew member behind the curtain over Warren's playing tonight, for whatever reason it angered Warren more than you would ever think.
"I saw you Y/N, standing there all giggly!"
"He said something funny! What am I supposed to do??? Not laugh??"
"That's now the point!!" He bellowed, running a towel over his hair.
"Fuck off!" You screamed, grabbing your bagging and leaving the room with a slam. Oh you could've smacked him right across the face. He was mad at you??? For talking to another male??? Someone you hadn't even known for like 40 minutes?? While Warren is out meeting who knows how many hot babes?? You never got mad at him because of it, you never yelled at him, and he treats you like this?
Leaving the venue you slammed one last door behind you, hailing a cab you sped off to the hotel. You knew for sure you'd be sleeping in another room tonight.
Sometime passed before there was a knock at your door, you had a feeling it was Warren, and of course it was.
"What?" You asked before he could even greet you. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Can we talk?" Reluctantly you stepped away from the doorway to let your boyfriend into your room.
Standing in front of him as he sat on your bed, you crossed your arms. "This better be an apology."
"It is! I swear!" He protested, raising his arms in defense. "I was an asshole, actually I keep acting like an asshole and you don't deserve that."
To be honest it was nice to hear him admit hes wrong, "Yeah you keep fucking doing it Warren, I'm tired of it."
He looked down in shame, "I just worry you'll like one of those guys better than me. Which is fucking bullshit I shouldn't treat you like shit because of my fucked up insecurities."
The room filled with silence as he finished talking, all you could hear was Warren's nose sniffing. With a sigh you sat down next to your boyfriend, slipping your fingers between his.
"Every guy I talk to isnt competition you know, and even if the guy is good looking doesnt mean I'm interested."
Warren nodded his head gently as he bounced his leg up and down rather quickly. You laid your hand on top of it to stop him, placing the same hand under his chin you rose his face up to your eye level.
"For fuck's sake honey, I love you okay? Love doesnt waver just because of some good looking bastard. I love you and that's not going to change and you know that." Kissing his cheek lightly as you finished speaking.
A little smile spread across his face, "I love you too Y/N. I'm sorry I was such a dickhead, I really am."
