NATHAN’S POV
I had almost drifted to sleep when the banging on my bedroom door woke me up. After the kind of day I just had, whoever had the audacity to be banging at my door, after I mentioned that I did not want to be disturbed, will bear the full force of my wrath.
As soon as I opened the door, all my anger fizzled away. “What are you doing here?” I asked.
Nicole staggered past me. She reeked of alcohol. A strong feeling of nostalgia washed over me.
“I am here to make a stand,” she wobbled on her feet.
“You are drunk, I will take you back to your room. You can make your stand in the morning,” I tried to take her hand, but she staggered backwards, a broad smile on her face.
“What? Are you afraid of me?” she giggled. “I am harm…less. But you! You are not harmless.”
I clenched my
