"Please, just go.." I whispered, wanting to fall back to sleep and forget everything.
Tom had decided it'd be a good idea to turn up at my mum's house in the middle of the night, 2:47 in the morning to be precise, wasted.
"Kate, please, please just come home." He begged.
"What's the point? You've ended it, Tom." I shook my head.
"I know I have but I don't know I just, I need you." He shrugged.
"Go home.." I sighed, hoping he'd stand up off my bed and quietly walk down the stairs and out of the front door.
"Come with me." He pleaded.
"No, Tom. Go home, alone, seriously." I closed my eyes, raising my voice slightly.
He went to speak, but my bedroom door opened, revealing a half asleep Robbie standing there, rubbing his eyes.
"What the hell is going on? Can you be quiet I'm trying to sleep in there." He growled, glaring at us both.
"I'm sorry." I apologised.
"Kate, come on." Tom spoke.
"Go home." I repeated.
I looked at Robbie who had obviously figured out that I didn't actual want Tom here, and he was refusing to leave.
He walked into my bedroom, making his way closer towards my bed and grabbing Tom by his arm.
"Mate, maybe you should just do as Kate says and go home for a bit. Sober up and then come back." He smiled.
"I'm sober already." Tom groaned.
"Clearly, hence why your breath stinks of alcohol." Robbie laughed.
"I'm not letting this go, Kate." Tom frowned, walking down the stairs.
Robbie hugged me quickly, following Tom down the stairs and making him leave.