I kept waking up in the night, I couldnt stop thinking about the morning, how the guys would look at me oddly or judge me for not telling them earlier. When the first bit of light broke through the boards on the window I finally decided it was time to get up. I unwrapped myself from Phils arms but he was too deep in sleep to notice. He looked peaceful, more like a young child than a 26 year old. In the bathroom, I brushed my hair and put it into a side ponytail before making my way downstairs.

On the way I heard rustling, no way anyone was up at this time, it must be at least 6am. All my senses were on high alert, I went to grab something, anything when the realisation hit me. No one can get in, the doors and windows are boarded up. I blame the morning for my stupidness I thought as I saw Dan in the kitchen getting food.
"what you doing up?" I asked, making his head turn to me so fast I thought it was going to come off.
"cant sleep" He said simply "it's hard to sleep when you share a house with someone you thought you could trust and then finding out she could kill you at any moment"
"well its also hard to sleep thinking I'm going to be judged or my so called friends arent going to treat me the same." I spat back at him, before slumping into a chair. "I know its hard Dan, this whole apocolypse thing, but why do you have to be so heartless and insenstive?" I looked at the floor because I didnt want him to see me crying.
"I dont mean to be" He said softer this time, sitting on the chair next to me "It's just everything changing so quickly"
I looked at him and understood. "I know how you feel" He reached to my cheek and nervously wiped away a tear "but I'm still me Dan, the girl you met on the day everything went to shit, the same girl you've been living with for over two weeks now"
"I know, I'm sorry" he said softly and pulled me into a hug, suprising me.
"what do you want to eat then?" I asked Dan as he pulled me away
"there's not much food left, even with the food Peej and Chris brought"
"we just need to ration it" Dan nodded in agreement.

For the rest of the morning me and Dan arranged he food, sorting out what we could eat on different days.
"the food should last us two weeks, we could push to three if we're lucky" I said at the end
"If we're lucky"
"hey guys" Phil yawned walking down to us "you two made up?"
"ye" Dan answered for me
"thats good" Phil sat down at the breakfast bar "so, how much food is left?"
"me and Dan just sorted through it and it should last us just over 2 weeks"
"lets just hope this thing blows over before then" was all Phil said.