You were in the car, arguing with your boyfriend.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" you asked.

He scoffed, gripping his hand in the steering wheel. "The guy at the club was dancing a little too close to you!" *

You were beyond frustrated. "That gave you the right to knock him out in front of everyone?"

He didn't say a word and just continues driving.

"You're such an asshole sometimes..." you mumbled quietly

He looked at you with a quirked eyebrow. "What was that?"

"I said you're such an asshole!" you yelled.

"Dont you dare raise your voice at me" he said placing his hand on your thigh

You rolled your eyes "What are you doing to do, hm?"

"I'll pull over right now," he chuckled "and I promise you, sweetheart, you're not gonna walk for a week."