She was mad, clearly. All she wanted was a nice, simple and chill dinner date but no. You had to be dramatic as usual. But you dont think that she is being fair. The waitress was all over her and disrespected the hell out of you. Anybody would have dumped a glass of wine on her! Well, anybody except Amandla apparently.

"Babe", you speak softly.

"Dont talk to me", she says coldly.

"She was literally all up on you", you argue.

"And I was all up on YOU! You need to stop worrying about what other people do and fucking pay attention to me. I wasnt interested in her! im not interested in anyone but you! But your too self rightous to see that huh", she sassed.

Well now you feel bad. You know realize how childish you acted. Of course Amandla didnt pay the waitress any attention, she was literally clinging to your arm all night, and not once did you ask how she felt.

"Im sorry", you mumble sadly.

No response...

You stole glances at her being you were driving and she stared out the window. You could see she was still pissed.

You decided to leave her alone for a while and drove in silence until the silence got to you. You hate Amandla being mad at you.

You turned on the radio and slip in a CD you had made of you singing for Amandla momths ago.

She tried to fight her smile but couldnt help it and playfully glared at you until she giggled.

You lovingly put your hand on her thigh.

"I love you", you smile.

"God. I love you too Y/n", she chuckles.