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"Come on, you fuck them and leave them the next morning, old man," Elliot grins whilethinking the same thoughts I am. Even if Elliot calls him ‘old man,’ he is only five years older than us, but everything seems to have aged him more.

"Who the fuck are you calling ‘old man’?" Harley laughs and messes Elliot's hair as he gets him in an arm lock. I can't help but grin at them.They are the brothers I never had.

"Elena is coming over tonight," Seb says while texting and laughing as Harley finally lets go of a red-faced Elliot.

"You’ve been fucking her a lot, are you finally going to date her?" I askwith a slight chuckle into my beer. The boys all laugh and I can't help but smirk a bit at Seb’s horrified face.

"I don't date. Just fuck," he says in a deadpan voice.

"She sure acts like your girlfriend, man," Elliot says while still laughing.

"Nah, we are just friends with benefits. She knows the score." Seb shakes his head.

Luke walks into the room with his head down and grabs a beer off the side. "Izzy is mad as fuck," he says before dropping onto a stool.

"Let me guess, she didn't take it well that you couldn’t tell her why her oldest brother looks like he walked into a fist. Repeatedly," Elliot says in a rough voice before taking a sip of beer.

"We can't fucking tell her. She will eventually leave it alone about why we sometimes have bruises," Harley says with a slightly guilty face.

"I don't know. I don't like lying to her, and she seems upset," Luke says, looking down. Sometimes I forget that he is younger than us, he just never seems it.

"We need to keep her out of our business. She is innocent and sweet. Izzy doesn't belong in our world outside this house," Harley says, staring into his beer like it holds the answers.

"Yeah, I get that," Luke mutters.

"She will still love us," Seb says, putting his hand on Luke's shoulder. I think Luke likes having a woman in the house. He can't remember his mother, it’s a nice change for him.

"She loves me the most, you mean," Luke grins.

"Nah, that's me, bro," Seb pokes his chest.

"Joining us for beer and pizza tonight?" Elliot asks Luke.

"Nah, I have plans,"he grins again.

"Luke means that he is ditching us to fuck some tattooed girl," Seb laughs.

"I don't want to hear about that. I'm going to lie down as my cracked rib is annoying,"Harley says with a smile. He gets up, taking a beer with him to the door.

"Need more painkillers?" Seb asks, concern on his face.

"No, don't worry about me, little bro," he jokes before walking off.

"I'm going out, don't wait up." Luke winks.

"Be careful." I laugh, and I can hear his returning laugh as he walks to his car.

"Let's go and see if I can beat your ass onCall of Duty," Elliot says.

"You can try, dude." I laugh, knowing that Elliot and I are as good as each other. None of the other boys have beaten us yet.

"Yeah, I'm going to drink beer while you two get competitive," Seb laughs while he walks to the lounge.

"You don't need to run away," I shout, and I hear him shout back ‘dickhead,’ which makes us all laugh.

I know I'm home when I'm here. Don't get me wrong, my mum is great. But she works a lot, and I’ve practically lived in this house since I was an early teenager. I'm still worried I could lose it all by being with Izzy. I know I should stop, but I can't. I just hope they will forgive me.

Chapter9

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