Chapter41

#Chapter41

Once all of my clothes are put away, I grab my iPod from the side pocket of the bag. It accidentally slips from my hand and falls to the floor, tumbling under the bed. I get on my hands and knees, peering underneath to find it, and I see it resting beside something dark. My hand swipes my iPod out first before grabbing at the piece of fabric. Right when I pull it out, his scent bleeds onto my hands and crawls up my arms. It's James' shirt.

He's been in here.

Without thinking, I make my way towards those taunting doors and knock, hoping he is inside. It takes a few seconds for him to appear, and I hold the shirt out to him. /"I found this under the bed,/" I say, finding my reason to see him.

James takes the shirt from me, not knowing how to explain himself.

/"You slept there, didn't you?/"