Chapter Eight
Mal
When I wake up, the bed is full of bodies and I have no idea who I’m squished up against, though, after a moment, I realise it’s Jake, since I can smell the cigarette smoke on him. Yeah... Neither of the other guys smells like that. Tom smells like woodwork and things like that, and Dylan smells like something like leather, it’s an odd but really comforting scent.
I carefully get out of the bed, trying not to disturb any of the others as I quietly go down the stairs and I look into the living room, where Elly is already watching something on TV. “Morning.” I keep my voice low and she looks back at me, giving me a sleepy smile.
“Morning.” She looks at the TV and then stands up, coming over to me and she holds out her hand. I take her hand and she pulls me to the kitche
