"I told you he was no good for you, Kate. I warned you but did you listen to me, no. No you didn't." My dad shrugged.
"Ok I get it. I should have listened but I can't help loving him can I? 3 years dad, 3 fucking years and now he's just fucked off." I whispered, still trying to accept it.
"I know, Kate. I know. Hey, that Max seems like an alright lad doesn't he? I know for a fact he wouldn't get away with hurting you, Robbie would kill him." He chuckled.
"That's not the point though, you make me sound like such a slut. Going from one guy to another within days, Jesus dad." I laughed.
My dad and I continued to laugh with one another, it felt nice. We haven't laughed like this for years and it made me so happy.
"What's so funny?" That familiar voice questioned.
I turned around to see Max, leaning against the door frame. I looked at my dad, who winked at me, and shook my head.
"You, you are like a little stalker." I laughed, pointing my finger at him.
"Is that right?" He chuckled.
"Yes. You're everywhere I go. It wouldn't surprise me if you sneak into the house and watch me sleep." I winked, exaggerating obviously.
"Oh babe, I do that on a daily basis." He winked.
My dad stood up off the sofa, walking out of the living room and stopping next to Max, patting him on the shoulder.
"Remember what I said, Kate." He spoke, and then walked up the stairs.
"You're such a creep." I shook my head at him.
"But you love it." He stared directly at me, moving closer towards me.
I bit the inside of my left cheek whilst sliding my hand through my hair, trying my best not to let a chuckle escape my lips.
"You're obsessed with yourself." I scoffed.
"You're obsessed with me." He smirked, bringing his hand to my face, stroking it, and moving closer.
"No I'm not." I bit my lip, shaking my head once again.
"Ok, maybe you're not obsessed, but don't try and deny the fact that you have fantasised over me." He raised his eyebrow.
"Big headed." I coughed.
"Do you have a problem?" He questioned.
"Do you ever shut up?" I smirked.
"You have this affect on me, I only seem to shut up when you kiss me." He raised his eyebrow, chuckling and then smirking.
"Haha, very funny." I replied, sarcasm clear in my voice.
His hand went to the back of my neck, wrapping around it slightly, pulling my face closer to his.
My breathing quickened, as he spoke slowly. I bit my lip, taking a deep breath.
I didn't even pull away as his lips crashed down onto mine for the second time today.