"You really are an arse, aren't you!"
"What the hell-"
"Don't give me that, Potter! Don't you-"
"Evans," he says quietly, and she's so shocked, she stops mid sentence.
"What?" she growls through gritted teeth.
But he doesn't have anything to say. Because she's right. He is an arse. And she deserves so much more. His throat goes dry, and he turns to leave. Because he can't just sit here.
"Where are you going?"
"This obviously can't work."
"Is that what you want?"
He whips back around and swiftly takes her face in his hands. Kisses her fiercely.
"Hell no."