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Orla POV “What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice a bare whisper. It was the middle of the night, and I was in Mr. Anderson´s house. I was sure, this was completely inappropriate. Teddy tumbled around, and slumped in my bed… He groaned, “I am f*****g drunk…” He said and I rolled my eyes. I was getting sleep depraved and he just barged in here… “Theodore… What are you doing here?” I asked again, and he lifted his head from my bed, and when he did that his eyes darkened. I felt his eyes romaing my body, and suddenly I felt selfconcious. I crossed my arms in front of my chest, and he gulped down… “I had to see you…” He slurred, and I sighed… “You are not making any sense…” I took a step towards the window, and opened it up, allowing the fresh air of the night to crawl into the r