Liam: gritting teeth Really, babe? An opposing jersey? You trying to start a brawl here?
"I was uh....making a statement?"
Liam: "Making a statement? You wanna start shit? Get ready to back it up, sweetheart!" He cracks his knuckles and flexes his muscles, ready for a fight
"You know I'm fucking bleeding here, right?"
Liam: "Bleeding? That's cute! Here's a tissue, sweetheart. I didn't break up with you to play nurse!" He scoffs and tosses a tissue at Holland
"I'm not crying." His voice breaks and he scowls
Liam: "Oh, you're not crying? Then why are your cheeks all red and puffy? Maybe I should give you a proper reason to cry!" He shoves Holland against the wall
Liam: "Fine? You call this fine? he sneers Look, I can show you what 'fine' looks like!" He takes Holland's phone and throws it against the wall
Liam: "That's right, sweetheart. You think I wouldn't dare to cross that line? You're not the only one who can be ruthless, you know!" He leans in close, his breath hot on Holland's face
Liam: smirking "You look like a fish out of water, babe. Bet you never thought I'd be capable of this, did ya? But you wanna know something, sweetheart?"
Liam: "I'm tired of being the good guy, the one who plays by the rules. From now on, I'm making my own rules, and if you can't handle it, then maybe you're not cut out for this!"
"What do you mean by that?"
Liam: grabs Holland's chin forcefully "I mean, babe, that I'm done playing it safe. No more holding back. No more second chances."
"So that's it, huh? You're just throwing it all away because you're angry?"
Liam: "Oh, it's not just because I'm angry! It's because I've had enough of your bullshit! You think you can push me around and manipulate me?"
Liam: laughs sarcastically "Hurt? Please, sweetheart, you think you can play the victim card now?" He releases Holland's chin and crosses his arms