"Tony! Just… Just get out!" You yelled, pointing at the door with tears of frustration running down your cheeks, Tony looking at you in frustration, then obeying and leaving the house with a slam of the door. He also made a note of blasting the music in his car as he drove away. You sat of the couch and laid your head in your hands and let the tears run freely from your eyes, which were now pools with water running out, a waterfall.
*
There was a continuous knock on the door. You had fallen asleep on the couch after you cried about the argument with Tony… You were groggy and you checked your phone for the time. 12:42 am. "Who the hell…" You began as you got up and walked to the door, the person outside still relentlessly knocking.
You heard thunder and saw lightning through the window above your door divorce two sides of the flawless black canvas that was the sky. You opened the door and what you saw nearly made you cry again. There in front of you, kneeling on one knee with a single red rose in his outstretched hand, was Tony. "What are you-"
"I'm apologizing. For everything," he said as you took the rose from his grasp.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. This made you nervous, knowing that he only did this when he was about to do something he never had before. Then, he opened his mouth and the words started rolling as gracefully as a bird through the sky. A song you knew all too well and one you never, never,thought that he would know. It Will Rain by Bruno Mars.
The rain fell and the thunder cracked through the sky, but no matter, he kept at it until he was done, not breaking eye contact with you the whole time. He smiled and stood up as you covered your mouth and were about to cry again. He wrapped you in his arms and noticed you were shivering from the cold. He broke the hug and slipped out of his jacket, handing it to you. He draped it over your shoulders and brought you into his embrace once more.
He guided you back into the house and closed the door behind you two, planting a gentle kiss on your lips and whispering, "I'm sorry, I love you."