( 5.6 ) j u d i t h I WAKE UP IN A ROOM THAT ISN'T MINE, with a familiar boy lying on the floor beside the bed I'm on. Why the hell am I in Simon's room? His bed is so sickeningly comfortable, his pillows are way softer than mine. I could stay here forever if I could, but now's definitely not the time to laze around in bed. I shift around, my eyes eventually rested on the peacefully sleeping boy. He's so beautiful even when he's asleep. I got off the bed as silently as possible to get a closer look at Simon, sitting down next to him. Fingers running through his hair, his eyes slowly flutter open, revealing his hazel eyes hiding behind those eyelashes. "Are you okay, Jude?" he asks with a voice so gent

