“Whatever call me dramatic I don’t fucking care.” Luke said since he really didn’t care that she was calling him dramatic. “You do do it behind my back since it’s always the most when I’m gone! You’re literally acting like a 15 year old right now.” Luke was growing more and more pissed off by the second. The fight shouldn’t have been this big and he knew it, it probably shouldn’t have been a fight in the first place. “Then why do you flirt with other guys? That’s the vibe I get from you whenever I see you flirting with other people.” Luke really didn’t understand why flirting around with him wasn’t enough for her. “I will, because I’m done with all this shit. Then don’t fucking tell me that you loved cheating with me.”
“You’re a fucking drama queen, my god. You’re blowing out if this out if proportion, Luke,” she said with a scowl on her face. “I do it behind your back, we already agreed that I’m going to stop doing it, just stop already. You fucking dickhead. And you’re acting like a freaking fuckboy, maybe that’s why you’re so afraid, because you know you would do the same if you had the chance,” Ellie was pissed off, she was mad and tired and she just wanted to sleep at the moment. If they continued down this path, he was going to sleep in the couch tonight. “Just stop, just fucking stop before we both start saying things we’re going to regret in the morning,” she was still pissed off but she was tired. “Go then. We were 16 at the time, stop being… ugh,” the girl didn’t finish the sentence and just threw herself back into the couch.
