"Damnit Harry! I'm so sick of this!" You jump up from the couch and scream as Harry walks through the front door.
"What is it this time, y/n?" Harry asks, rolling his eyes.
"Once again you go out partying and don't even bother to tell me where the fuck you are. Do you realize what time it is?! I was worried sick!"
"You know, sometimes you act like you're my mother or something babe. It's a pain." Harry says, sitting down on the couch.
"Oh is that all I am to you? A pain?!" You begin to cry and run upstairs to your room. You hear Harry following behind you but ignore him. You go to your dresser and throw some clothes in a suitcase.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?" Harry asks harshly.
"Leaving." You respond.
"You find that funny? You won't be laughing when you have no one to hold at night." You yell.
"Oh please babe, we both know I can find someone else to hold with a snap of my fingers." He says, smirking.
"FINE. REPLACE ME THEN. I DON'T WANT TO BE JU...