I couldn't be doing with the questions, so I decided it would be best if I just ended the call.
I rolled my eyes, throwing myself on to my made up bed, sighing loudly. I heard a chuckle and sat up quickly, forgetting that Max was there.
"You alright?" He asked, moving towards my bed and sitting next to me.
"Yeah, are you?" I smiled.
"You're lying to me aren't you? What's wrong?" He questioned.
I shook my head, completely avoiding his question. I stood up off my bed, making my way into Robbie's room, the smell of weed lingering throughout the room.
I found my eyes staring at the cigarette packet lay on his bedside cabinet in the corner of his messed up room.
"I thought you stopped?" Robbie asked.
"I did, sort of. Just give me one, I need to calm myself down." I laughed, holding my hand out.
He handed the green and white packet over to me, along with a lighter. I took one out and walked over to his window, lighting the cigarette and taking a puff of it, breathing out the smoke.
"I didn't think you were the type to be all badass and smoke weed." Max chuckled.
"There's a lot you don't know about me, Max." I smirked.
"Maybe I could get to know a lot more things about you though hey?" He winked, watching Robbie walk out of the room.
"Maybe you could." I shrugged, feeling his arms wrapping around my waist.
I continued smoking the cigarette, not letting Max's kisses along my neck bother me one bit.
"So, this tom guy. What's he like?" He asked.
"He's a complete and utter twat that I stupidly fell in love with and can't seem to accept the fact we're over." I admitted.
"You're not together anymore, why?" He raised his eyebrow.
"What is this, 20 questions?" I chuckled.
"Sorry. You don't have to tell me." He shook his head.
"No, it's fine. He ended it a few hours ago, saying how it's for the best, and then as you know, he called me a few minutes ago, asking for my whereabouts and telling me to go home." I shrugged.
"Sounds like a confused fucker." He laughed.
"Could you maybe consider putting your clothes on or something I mean, why are you even half naked in my brothers room anyway? Are you gay or something?" I smirked, changing the subject.
"I got into a fight last night, Robbie and myself went out with a couple of mates and I got blood on my clothes so your mums washing them for me." He explained.
"Do you not have a house of your own?" I scoffed, sounding a little too harsh.
"I do, but I was drunk. Robbie was too worried to leave me on my own." He laughed.
I nodded my head. Robbie being the over protective person that he is, once again.