Jack's POV:

"I don't care what colour fucking sceme it will be, I just want to get married to the man I love, is that fucking ok Barakat?!" Alex yelled at me. I winced at the harshness in his voice.

"Yeah, the man you 'love'." I air quoted the love part, hurt showing clean in his tearing eyes.

"I'm sorry Jack." He hugged my waist and I kissed his hair, "It's just really stressful, y'know?"

"Yeah, I know Alex." I spat coldly. His grip got tighter and I tightened my eyes, letting tears slip down my cheeks. "You need to watch it, I dont want you to lose your temper and-" He kissed me, more passionatly than ever before.

He pulled away and said, "You know I would never hurt you physically Jack, dont ever think that, please?" I shook my head in response and he hugged into my waist again.

It's been two months and god knows how many fights we've had. Over the stupidst things to. The worst bit of this all is though; I feel like I'm losing my Alex.

Notes

IM BACK
so I decided to do a sequel cos you were all right so much more drama and smut was to be had
so here we go
and yh I know the chapter's short but hey ho