Shirley's POV
He scoffed and then kissed my back even though it was my dress.
"I know, and I'd earn it" he said, turning me around to meet his passionate gaze. His eyes say a lot and I just wanted to ask him what made him change his mind.
"You can't" I interjected, ready to attack him with words.
"There are just some people you shouldn't forgive"
"Okay and I guess that's you" I snapped back with a glare at him.
He scoffed and then pulled a frown.
"You know it's so hard to apologize"
"I'd keep that in mind too," I added, breaking out of his arm and pacing away.
I could hear him growl and kick his leg on something.
"Why are you so difficult for me, but others you let them in easily?" he said, stomping after me, but I kept walking.
"Because I hate you!"
"Wow, that's huge" he added
