"I'm so sick of fighting with you, Liam!" You shouted, body trembling as you stood there. 

Liam shook his head, a slight laugh escaping his lips as he avoided eye contact with you, "You're sick of fighting? Well that makes two of us." 

"Oh shut up!" Your fingers curled into fists. "You're always the main reason behind why we argue, you cant say that you're sick of it too!" 

"Would you stop shouting at me!?" He finally locked eyes with you, the blue hue tainted with anger. He took a quick step toward you, you immediately backing up. 

"Don't you dare come any where near me." You warned, backing up a step further. Completely ignoring you, he took another step toward you. 

"What are you gonna do about it?" He smirked. You had finally had enough. Taking off, you stormed past him and up stairs to the bedroom.

"What are you doing?" He asked, watching as you rushed around the room packing your things into a bag. 

"I'm leaving, Liam," You mumbled, stuffing a handful of shirts into the bag. "I'm over it." 

"N-No," You heard him mumble, his voice coming out low and shaky. "You cant leave." 

You stopped moving, a heavy sigh escaping your lips as you turned back around to face him. 

"Give me one reason," You say, eyes locked with his. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't walk out right now." 

"Because," His voice broke, eyes rimming with tears. "B-Because, I love you." 

Your jaw dropped immediately, eyes rimming with their own tears as you stared at him in complete shock. He had never once uttered those words to you before. "W-What did you say?" 

"I love you," He said confidently, "Please, don't leave. I'm so sorry, about everything. Please, just don't leave me." 

Rushing over to him, you collided with his chest, arms wrapping themselves around his shoulders. His snaked themselves around your waist, holding you tightly against him. 

"I-I love you, too."