"I cannot fucking believe you!" I yelled as Will and I stormed into our shared apartment, him slamming the door behind him.

"Me? You're fuckin' mental, lass! When I step in, I'm possessive and controlling, and when I don't step in, I'm a shite boyfriend! Fuckin' pick one!" he shouted back. My eyes widened and I turned to face him.

"Will, the difference is that this time, it wasn't George who was just dancing with me, like friends do, it was a fucking hammered stranger who tried to kiss me!" I exclaimed.

"And I pulled you away, didn't I?! I stood in between youse! What else did you want me to do, fuckin' punch his lights out?" he scoffed.

"Fuck, no, Will, but, fuckin' hell, I don't know. I just wish that you would have taken a bit of control, I don't know, told him to fucking back off from your lass, otherwise, he'd regret doing it." I sighed, biting my lip as I started to realise how silly I was sounding.

"Aye, because we live in a romantic fuckin' comedy, don't we." He nodded. I rolled my eyes and turned to head towards our bedroom, raising my middle finger at Will over my shoulder as I walked.

"Fuck you, Will." I scoffed.

"Aye, fuck you too, lass." He replied, making me roll my eyes as I walked into our bedroom and slammed the door.

My eyes fluttered open, a yawn leaving my tired lips as my body pulled itself out of sleep. I sighed and looked down, the lack of Will's warm body behind me and his strong arm around my waist making it blatantly clear that he had decided to sleep on the sofa last night after all. I looked at my phone as it started to buzz. My eyebrows furrowed as Alex was calling me. I pressed the green button and put the phone to my ear.

"Hello?" I mumbled.

"What the fuck, Y/N? Have you only just woken up?" Alex scoffed. My eyebrows furrowed as I sat up in the bed.

"Yeah, but why do you care?" I asked bluntly.

"You forgot about the Eboys video, didn't you?" My eyes widened. Since three out of the four Eboys had girlfriends, they thought that it would be a good video idea to get the three of us together to react to their old videos. Well, it would have been a good idea had Will and I not been fighting.

"Fucks sake, Will didn't wake me up." I sighed as I got up and started to get dressed.

"I know that he didn't. He showed up five minutes ago and when we asked where you were, he said, "can't be arsed, you fucking ring her" and he's had a face like a slapped arse ever since. Perfect timing for you two to fight, the night before our one Eboys video that involves our girlfriends." He scoffed.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry. In my defence, I was going to apologise this morning, but given that he left without me, I think that I can delay that apology." I nodded to myself.

"Urgh, for fucks sake! Just get your arse here, yeah?!" he exclaimed.

"I know, I'm on my way, Jesus." I mumbled before hanging up and leaving mine and Will's apartment.

"Sorry, I'm late, lads." I smiled apologetically as I walked into George and Alex's living room.

"About fucking time, mate." George scoffed.

"I'm sorry, but a certain someone who slept on the sofa last night didn't wake me up before he left." I spoke, making Will roll his eyes as I sat down between him and Aria.

"Aye, everything's my fuckin' fault, isn't it?" he nodded.

"This specific thing is, yeah." I returned the nod, making him roll his eyes.

"For the love of God, can you two please, please, act like the loving couple that you usually are, just for an hour?" James sighed.

"I can act like it, sure." Will mumbled, making me bite back tears as the camera started rolling. Only then did Will's hand lower to cup my waist.

It had been four days since Will and I had fought, and both of us had yet to break the silent treatment that we were giving each other. Since the start of our fight, the only time that we'd talked properly was during the Eboys video, in which we were forced to. God, I missed Will's arm around me and his hand cupping my waist, even though it had only been for an hour and even if he was slightly acting at that moment. It still meant the world in the middle of this argument. To be honest, I could only remember fragments of what the fight was about, and I wasn't even mad at him anymore, but I also knew that both of us were too stubborn to break first. Hence why I still hadn't talked to him, despite having cooled off the morning after the fight. That hadn't stopped Will from sleeping on the sofa, though. I opened the bedroom door and headed into the living room, sighing internally as Will sat on the sofa, scrolling through whatever was on his phone. He looked up as I walked in before his eyes wavered and he looked back down. I rolled my eyes slightly at his lack of maturity as I headed into the kitchen and started to cut up some fruit for breakfast. I sighed, now regretting not grabbing a hoodie as I started to shiver. I subtly rubbed my hands up and down my arms as I stood there, trying to warm myself up. I heard a sigh, followed by the sound of Will getting up. I couldn't help but smile as suddenly, Will's hoodie was gently put on my head, his hands gently moving down and giving my arms a loving rub before he walked back to the sofa. I smiled and bit my lip as I pulled his hoodie fully on, my eyes fluttering shut in bliss as my boyfriend's scent filled my nose. I looked over my shoulder at him, my smile dipping as he'd gone back to sitting on the sofa and ignoring me as he looked at his phone. I sighed, my heart in my throat as I walked around and sat next to him. I looked at him.

"Look, Will, I'm sorry. You were right, it's not fair on me to call you possessive when you step in at clubs but then also have a go when you don't step in. It's such a double standard and I'm really sorry that I did that. I'm also sorry that I'm only just apologising now, it shouldn't have taken me four days to say this." I gulped. Will sighed as he finally looked up from his phone and at me instead, making me bite my lip.

"Come here, pet." He nodded as he gently patted his lap. I returned his sigh and crawled towards him, his open arms allowing me to sit on his lap before they closed around me, one hand on my thigh and the other arm across my back and holding my waist to support my body. He sighed and looked up at me.

"It's okay, and I'm sorry too. Whilst I'm not going to deck every lad who looks at you funnily, I should definitely step in and put a stop to it, it's not fair for you to be made uncomfortable, especially when I can prevent you from feelin' like that." He shook his head.

"And?" I hinted, making him raise his eyebrows. He scoffed and shook his head, making me smile as he knew exactly what I was referring to.

"You cheeky lass-AND I won't step in when you're dancing with a lad that's a mate, like George or James or Alex. I'll only step in if I can see that you're uncomfortable, or if it's a stranger trying to dance or whatever." He nodded, making me smile.

"Are we good then? Because I want to be able to kiss you again, to wake up with your body next to me, hell, I just want to be able to talk to you again." I choked and shook my head. He sighed and nodded, his gaze on my lips as he lovingly rubbed his hand up and down my naked thigh.

"Aye, lass. We're good. Because I missed all of that stuff too. And the sex, fuck, I missed the sex." He smiled, making me laugh as I threw my head back.

"Well it's lucky that we've made up then, isn't it." I smirked.

"Aye, it is." He nodded, returning the smirk and making me smile as he leant in and pressed our lips together.