"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I came to see you. I'm sorry that I barely texted and I didn't call, there's no reason why I didn't other than I was scared."
"Of what?"
"Losing you."
"Holy shit, marry me."
"Whoa, at least take me to dinner first."
They didn't like each other, hated each other even, couldn't stand each other. Shit happened and all it could amount to was that it really be like that sometimes.