Nate had been in a mood all day since he woke up for no reason at all, so I left the room and went in to the kitchen to leave him to sort him self out and then as i was in the kitchen Nate walked in and got water from the fridge: I was on my laptop and I sighed and he looked at me and pushed me up against the wall but not enough to hurt, he said "your really fucking irritating me, shut the fuck up" and you said "oh I'm so sorry" with a little attitude and pushed him off you and walked off in a little bit off a mood and then you didn't want to sleep with him that night so you went to the sofa and fell asleep but around 2am Nate came down looking for you snapping out of his mood and he carried you to your room laying you down you still knocked out and then he got behind you and you woke a little up still confused on how you got there when Nate put his arm around you, you knocked his hand off you and he pulled you back into his chest gripping your waist and on under your head and kissing your cheek and said "I'm sorry I love you"
