Zak POV

"It was a mistake, okay?" He yelled at me.

"A mistake?" I yelled back, "Was it a mistake every single other time you did this?"

He looked down and sighed, "Zak, you know I love you."

"Do you though?" I replied, "Because it doesn't feel like it."

"I wasn't thinking straight, I didn't mean to."

"You say the same thing every time, you're not getting anymore chances."

"Zak, come on, don't do this." He said.

He reached for my hand but I quickly pulled away, "Don't touch me, I'm leaving."

I felt a strong grip on my hand, "No you're not."

"Let go of me!" I yelled, pulling my hand out of his grip, "You can go fuck yourself."

With that I stormed off, ignoring him calling my name.

I'm not gonna saying who Zak was yelling at, that's up to u. Sorry this sucks, it's late and I couldn't think of anything else.