"Last night? You disappeared around three after that fight and you came back like half an hour later." Luke says, looking at me, but there’s a glint in his eyes.
"Uhh…I got tired of wearing heels so we went to his house to get some shoes from his sister." I say and he nods.
"And it took thirty minutes?"
I nod.
"I waited to charge my phone." Niall explains and Luke nods, but his face tells me that he doesn’t believe shit. "It was on five percent."
"Oh okay." Luke laughs, but he’s not buying shit. "And why did you and Zoe fight anyway?"
I shrug. "I was drunk." I say, at the same time as Niall says "For no fuckin’ reason."
I look at him. "Excuse me?"
"You know I’m right."
"She opened her fucking mouth and started talking shit!" I try to defend myself.
"Whoa guys, you don’t have to start now." Luke says, trying to lighten the mood. But it’s too late.
"Why do you always take her side?" I ask.