Your POV
"So, am I not enough of a man for you?!", Lars screams, his voice cracking and tears streaming down his face.
He just started yelling at me all of a sudden..
"I never said that.", I say, glaring at him.
"B-But I bet you think like that!", he yells.
"No, I don't.", I say, taking a step towards him.
"Don't come nEAR ME!", he screams, his voice cracking.
"Lars, calm down. I love you, I think you're an amazing boyfriend.", I say, trying to calm him down.
"B-But..!", he tries to say.
"Don't. You should know by now that I don't lie.", I say, taking another step towards him.
He looks down, wiping his tears on his sleeve.
"Can I hug you?", I ask.
He nods slightly, letting out a sob. I jump in front of him, wrapping my arms around him gently.
"It's okay, Lars. You can cry all you want and I'll be right here to hold you.", I say, trying to comfort him even though I have no idea how.. [..mE]
He nods, wrapping his arms around my torso, gripping the fabric of my shirt. I kiss his forehead.
"What's wrong, baby?", I ask.
He sobs again, tightening his grip around me.
"You're stupid..", he says quietly.
I smile.
"I know.", I answer.
"Is it because of Steven?", I ask.
He nods.
"I don't like that shorty, you're WAY better than him, you know.", I say.
"No I'm not, you know he's way better..", he says.
"Nope, I'm pretty sure you're the one I love, Lars.", I say.
He snorts.
"Of course you do. You're an idiot after all.", he says.
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I have no idea what the fuck I just wrote, but I felt bad for not updating this book yet so here we go
