Nora
I was so lost in Harry that I had not heard my bedroom door open.
"Guess this is a bad time..." A familiar voice laughed, sending a chill through my body instantly. I felt Harry's body stiffen as it was pushed up against my own.
I pulled my oversized t-shirt down over my bare legs nervously.
"Jameson, what are you doing here?" I spat the words at him, surprised at how confident I felt with Harry so close and reliable.
"You never replied to my text message, so I decided to come and find you." Jameson winked as he walked towards us. Harry still hadn't moved. I was sure that he was fighting the urge to jump off of the bed and beat the living day-lights out of him.
"Usually, when someone doesn't reply, it means they aren't interested." I replied flatly, pushing myself up to sit,
