"It's great, it's really great." I lied.
If he knew the truth, he'd flip. He's always been the overprotective brother, wanting to make sure his baby sisters happy.
"Good. Tom's a nice lad." He smiled.
I nodded in agreement with him. He moved his head towards the stairs and I followed him up, Max following closely behind.
"Can I just ask, where the hell are your clothes?" I chuckled, turning to Max.
"They're in your room babe, I was hoping these boxers could end up on your floor too, along with your clothes but you have a boyfriend." He smirked, pouting towards the end.
I looked at Robbie who was now glaring at Max, if looks could kill, he'd be dead instantly.
"I'm joking mate, I'm joking." He held his hand up in defence.
"Yeah, right. Of course you're joking." Robbie rolled his eyes.
I went to speak but my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID to see it was Tom.
I made my way out of Robbie's bedroom, and into mine, which looked like nobody had slept in there for months, which is true.
"Hello." I spoke.
"Kate, baby, where are you?" He slurred.
"What've you drank?" I questioned.
His laughter echoed through the phone and I pulled it away from my ear slightly.
"You make me laugh babe. What makes you think I've drank?" He chuckled.
"You're slurring, you're calling me up asking where I am." I whispered.
"Come home." He pleaded.
"Is everything ok?" I heard Max's voice question as my bedroom door opened.
"Who's that? Kate who's with you?" Tom shouted.
"Robbie's friend." I told him.
"Why is he speaking to you, for fuck sake, Kate. I leave you and you're with somebody already!" He growled.
"Shut up." I scoffed.