EVAN
I love Robbie; I really do!
But he was being a twat and annoying the ever-loving shit out of me.
I thought that getting him a little tipsy would help him loosen up enough to reach out to Ashton.
But he stopped at two glasses, saying, and I quote, “Wine’s sneaky.
One moment you’re standing up straight, speaking in full sentences and the next-you’re weaving about and slurring like Captain Jack Sparrow. ..you savvy.”
Just what was I supposed to say to that?
I was so shocked I almost spilled my drink, and that stuff’s not cheap.
Watching him dither is painfully annoying. If he doesn’t pull his head out of his arse soon, then I am going to have to intervene.
Damn it!
For three days, I watched Rob closely as his hand reached for his phone and then pulled back as if it was attached to a bungee.
What was that saying? ‘That it’s better to ask for forgiveness than to seek permission?’ It’s something like that...which was why I stole Robbie’s phone when he was in the shower and messaged Ashton myself.
Robbie can thank me or shout at me later.
Only time will tell.