You know what, the biggest fight I had with my bf, that makes me feel so awful to think about now, I can't even remember what it was about!
I just remember him yelling at me and I thought "I'm not going to listen to this!" so I shouted for him to get out and he didn't so I grabbed him and pushed him roughly towards the door. I immediately regretted it and apologised but he looked at me like I was a monster and ran outside and to his car, I ran inside to get shoes on and ran out to chase the car down the street but he was speeding off and I couldn't keep up!
But I really can't remember why we were so worked up.