"When was the last time you spoke to dad?" Robbie questioned, turning away from the TV to face me.
"Lexi's birthday. He didn't exactly like Tom so he stopped visiting. When was the last time you saw him?" I replied.
"The other day, he's engaged again, to Laura. They're getting married in a few weeks." He told me.
"Funny how I don't even know about this, hey." I chuckled.
He may not like Tom, but that doesn't mean I don't deserve to know that he's getting married again.
"He actually said he was coming round here today. He wants me to try my suit on." Robbie chuckled, rolling his eyes.
"You're actually wearing a suit. Jesus, am I dreaming?" I winked.
Robbie isn't the type to wear a suit. Every wedding he's been to, he'd never wear a suit.
"Shut up you cheeky bitch. So are you going to stay here whilst dad comes round or are you going out or what?" He raised his eyebrow.
"I'll stay. Lex hasn't seen him for a while, she misses him." I smiled.
He nodded his head and stood up off the sofa, walking out of the living room.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"Upstairs to get my niece." He shouted, his footsteps already banging up the stairs.
I continued to watch the random crap on the TV, waiting for Robbie and Lexi to come downstairs.
"I'll get it." I shouted up the stairs as the knocking on the door continued.
I opened it, expecting it to be my dad, but I was wrong.
"You, again." I rolled my eyes, laughing.
"Me." A smirk formed on his lips.
I didn't even need to invite him inside, he'd already walked in, closing the door behind him.
I turned on my heel, heading back into the living room, but his hand wrapped around my wrist, spinning me back to face him.
"Where's Robbie?" He whispered.
"Upstairs with Lexi." I told him.
He nodded his head whilst I frowned at him, leaning against the wall. A chuckle escaped his lips and he just stared at me.
"Max, what the hell are you doing, you freak?" I pressed my lips together, trying not to laugh.
He didn't say a word. He leant forward, staring directly into my sky blue eyes, whilst moving a strand of hair out of my face.
I stared back, not knowing what to say to him, but there was nothing to say. His lips were forced down on mine, and a smile formed on his.
He slowly pulled away, smirking at me.
"I'm sorry, but I had to do that." He winked.