Personally, I was not a fan of just walking into my room and finding someone there. I’m sure a lot of people would relate. After all, it was pretty unnerving when someone just invited themselves over when you were in the shower! I clutched my towel- which, though it fell to mid thigh, now felt miles too short with him in my room- to my chest and tried to calm the erratic beating of my heart. “Louis, what are you doing here? How did you get into my room?” I asked when I could finally speak through my shock. What astounded me the most was that he didn’t seem at all perturbed about sneaking into my room uninvited, no. He actually had the guts to look irritated, as if I was the one intruding on his personal space. “Have you seen to your damn wounds?” He snapped. I shrunk towards the bathroom door and contemplated jumping in and locking the door but his glare and knowing look stopped me. “What’s it to you?” I asked, eyes narrowed, feigning bravado I absolutely did not feel. “Just
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