Room-mates.

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Teddy POV:

Aaron left the room to get my stuff, he told me to wait here. I look around, there are 2 beds, one is pushed into the corner of the room and the other one, which I'm currently sitting on, is closer to the door. In between the beds, there is a desk and it's piled with books: revision books, comic books and notebooks. There is a bathroom and a wardrobe and there's a large space next to it. I stand up and look at the desk, there is a picture of Aaron and who I'm guessing is Tony. They look very happy. I pick up a comic book and flick through the pages. I placed it back on the desk and lay down on the bed. The journey here was very long and I'm exhausted.

Aaron POV:

I walked back to our room with his things. I walked in and saw Teddy asleep on my bed. Adoringly, I walk quietly across the room and pick up my phone and sat on the floor, leaning against my bed. I hesitantly open Instagram and search for his name. I found his account along with some videos of him being...hurt. By the bullies. I kept scrolling and it felt like a never-ending cycle. 

"Oh." I hear. shit I thought, I turned around to the ginger-haired boy. He was confused, at least he looked that way, he seemed like he was going to cry. I quickly turned my phone off. "What were you doing?" His voice was shaking. "You didn't find that...funny did you?"

I sighed. "I'm nothing like them. Who do you think I am? I was looking for your Instagram and saw those and I'm sorry for looking at them." I say, giving another sigh.

"Aaron." He says, in a way that sets off a whirlpool of butterflies in my stomach.

"Y-yeah?" I say while trying to avoid eye contact, looking at him and stumbling over my words.

"If you want my Instagram, just say so." He giggles, I feel my face redden.

There was a knock at the door.