Liam's POV:
"Evan, what you saw-" he cut me off
"I don't want to talk about that." He muttered as we entered our wedding venue
"Get dressed for the function." He muttered so causally pretending nothing happened
This morning, the only thing I can remember is he beat up John pretty badly
But why am I still having this sense of guilt?
"But Evan! I want to talk!" I finally grabbed him by his arm making me look at him in absolute surprise
"Liam, I really don't want to so don't push me to my limits." He warned as he was about to leave but I grabbed him tighter
"Talk to me goddamnit!" I yelled at him only to get pinned against the wall by him
"Ugh!" I groaned in pain
"JUST WHAT THE f**k DO YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT?!" He yelled at me
"Do you have to remind me every goddamn second that on
