Pretty girl; imagines of 2 hotties

Sorry//D.S

I slammed the passenger door of my boyfriend's car shut as I stormed inside mine and Rafe's house, not caring enough to wait for him to get out of the car. I walked into our bedroom, crawling into bed and pulling the blanket up to my neck as I turned around with my back facing the door.

I sat there, taking in everything that had happened earlier that day, growing more upset as I replayed Rafe screaming at me in front of all our family and friends over and over again in my head.

Rafe and I had planned on going to dinner with our close friends and family as a way of spending our three-year anniversary, but it didn't go as any of us expected. We ended up getting into an argument before we could even leave the restaurant.

I lay in the dark as tears started to form in my eyes, trying to sink farther into the mattress, wishing that I could just disappear.

I eventually decided that I was going to stay at a hotel for a few days, since I figured Rafe wouldn't want to see me. I grabbed the telephone that was on the side table, dialing a hotel's number as I waited for them to pick up. Once they did, they informed me that there would be an available spot in an hour. They said that they just needed to get it cleaned and that they would call back when it was ready. So I made a reservation before getting up from bed, walking into my closet, grabbing my pajamas and a couple of outfits before stuffing them into a small bag. I went back into bed, waiting for the phone to ring when I heard the bedroom door opening and then slamming shut. I jumped a little at the noise as I pulled the blanket up more, hoping that he wouldn't try to talk to me. However, my hopefulness soon disappeared as I felt the bed dip.

I pulled the blanket further up my body as I tried to pretend that he wasn't there. It worked up until I felt his arms wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer to him until my back hit his chest, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. I sat there, not moving, waiting for him to talk. It didn't take long before I heard him speaking in a calming tone, slightly whispering. He almost never spoke that way with me unless he knew I was really upset with him. He thought that if he lowered his volume, it would make up for raising his voice at me, but it doesn't.

"Y/N, I'm sorry for earlier. I shouldn't have raised my voice at you. It won't happen again, I promise," he said, pressing another kiss on my neck with every word he spoke.

I knew that what he was telling me was the truth, but I couldn't help but feel like it wasn't. So I stayed put. I felt him holding onto me tighter as I started to feel bad. I was about to roll over when I heard the phone starting to ring. "Hello, who is this?" I heard Rafe saying as I closed my eyes, hoping that it wasn't the hotel.

"Oh, uh, no, I would like to cancel that reservation," he said in a serious voice.

I looked up, seeing him with an unreadable look on his face. Soon enough, he put the phone down and turned to the side to face me. "You were going to leave?" he asked, moving a strand of hair away from my eyes.

I didn't know what to say. How could I tell the man I was about to marry that I was thinking of leaving him for a few days? So I nodded my head.

"Please don't ever leave me. I'm so sorry," he said before engulfing me in a tight hug.

"I won't, I'm sorry," I said, wrapping my arms around his neck, playing with the tips of his hair.

"Promise?" he asked, keeping his head in my neck, not wanting to look at me.

"I promise, baby," I said, pressing a kiss on the top of his head as I pulled his body closer to mine, my heart melting when he wrapped his arms around me.