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SAVANNAH WAS GRATEFUL TO HAVE BEEN ABLE TO CONTINUE TO STAY IN ETHAN'S DORM. Not once did he comment on it, he enjoyed her company. He didn't want to outwardly admit it. She sat there silently as she went through his CDs trying to find an artist she liked.

"You have got to get better music taste." She told the curly-headed boy who was leaning over her.

"I have OK Computer by Radiohead." Ethan leaned over her. He grabbed the album out of the pile and waved it.

"Yeah, and that's the only good one." She grabbed it from his hand.

"Maybe you're the one that needs better music taste." He pulled away. Savannah grabbed him to stop him from walking away.

She swiveled the chair around to face him. "I'm just messing with you." She said. Ethan smiled down at her.

"I know." He said before kissing the top of her head. Savannah smiled and he pulled her up from his chair at the desk.

"I'm tired." He led her to his bed. Savannah didn't protest as Ethan threw himself down leaving space for her.

"It's not even that late," Savannah said as she crawled into bed with him. "I wake up early for a class unlike you." He teased.

Savannah gasped and smacked his chest with the back of her hand.

"I'm joking." He rolled his eyes. She gave him a look before turning over, giving him her back. Ethan groaned and leaned into her. He wrapped his arms around her body.

Ethan pulled her into him, forcing her to face him. "You can't seem to get enough of me." She smirked and he groaned. Ethan dropped his head against her feeling defeated.

With his head resting on her side, Savannah ran her hand through his hair.

Ethan looked up at her, as her hand still played with his hair. "What's wrong?" She asked him lowly.

He shook his head and looked away from her. Staring for a second longer wouldn't stop the guilt from bubbling up inside of him. Ethan shouldn't have been laying to Savannah like this. Or even with her for that matter.

Yet there he was spending most of his time with her. Whenever he could Ethan was found with Savannah.

Just like when she was free, she was with him. They were almost inseparable before and now after the party it was even worse.

Savannah's phone chimed pulling her away from the comfortable silence. She grabbed her phone and saw it was an alert.

The news had a longer and more detailed article about the recent killings. Specifically, the one where Anika and Quinn suffered a cruel fate in her apartment.

Ethan took a glance at her phone. He saw the article heading and he looked over at Savannah's face.

He had done that and she didn't even know. She pushed away from him to read it better. With her back against his headboard, she scrolled. Ethan sat there watching as she read.

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