Tennessee Fan

Concert for 2

Imagine being at one of the most hardcore concerts ever, Hardy teamed up with Morgan, Ernest, and more to create a once in a lifetime tour of the year!

As Hardy finished his opening song his next one involved a duo all of a sudden he yelled out "LETS HEAR IT FOR MORGAN WALLEN YALL!"

My jaw dropped to the floor as I tried to recollect myself, he jumped his way towards us as he looked around then a quick glance at me had him trying to regain focus back into his song. The longer he was on stage the longer he glanced at me, I tried to ignore the fact I was being stalked by someone on stage but I couldn't brush away the feeling of knowing.

Hardy had went back to his solo songs as I looked behind stage and saw him pointing at me, I brushed it off yet again then a while later I caught myself signing a familiar song I use to jam out to.

"I sound a little bit like my daddy I don't cuss around my mama got some words you never heard less you come from down yonder" I sang

I looked up after I caught myself singing basically one of the few songs about Tennessee, to him practically drooling at the fact I was bellowing the lyrics. As the night was coming to an end, a big broad man grabbed me by the arm as I was thrusted towards backstage.

I wasn't ready for what was about to happen next, I was shoved into a room alone just looking at the everything in it.

"Hey what's up? I'm Morgan I couldn't help but watch you having the time of your life with Hardy's songs and a few of my own, especially with the ones about Tennessee. I wanted to get to know you a little better so I had security grab you like you were getting kicked out ha."

"I uh I hhha hi.... Seriously tho out of all those yelling females screaming and creaming their pants you wanted to meet me? Alone in your room of all places? I must be a pretty special person then, but uh yeah I'm down to get to know you better also here I'll give you my cell and Snapchat!"

Back to the real world of J O B started back Monday working evenings at a pizza place wasn't the best job but it paid the bills so I managed, I tried not to focus on my phone in hopes that Morgan would be messaging me.

Ashley was in the middle of her story as usual when I got a notification on my phone from a number I didn't recognize so I brushed it off and went back to listening to her story, a few minutes later my Snapchat goes with "Morgan Wallen🤠" as the name I laughed it off but added just to see the desperation of this poser.

"Hey are you listening to me? Obviously not because you are smiling like a dumbass at your phone for the last 10 minutes, who is it so important you can't listen to my super important story? Oh my god is that the actual "Morgan" you drool and cream your pants over almost every day, how'd he know how to get in contact with you?" She asked

"Well the night of the concert when the big dude drug me like a prisoner away from you I got put in this big ass room, as I was looking around he walks in and was saying how he noticed how much I was into his songs especially the ones about home. He said he wanted to get to know me more but we both had to leave right then so I gave him my number and Snapchat and now it's history."

"Oh my god! You got your boy."

I couldn't help but smile and think back to that night wishing for one more just like it, he said he would come into where I work just to "see me" so I wouldn't get in trouble I just never thought it would happen a month later after the concert. He walks in towards the register as I'm covered in flour and pizza sauce, trying to hide it while he's looking like he could turn me into a pizza. The cashier tries to make conversation while his food was still baking all while he's drooling over me.

He winks as he leaves a smile plastered on my face, I try not to jump the counter at him. As soon as he gets in his truck he messages me saying he thinks the cashier wanted him bad, not joking I told him I wouldn't doubt it she had tried with all the other guys in here why not the one that's actually worth it.

"Oh my gosh do you know who that was? Morgan freaking Wallen only THE best country music singer ever! The things I'd do to him!" She exclaimed

"Okay first off aren't you married? Second it's Morgan Wallen big whoop no big deal he's just like us normal people but makes way better money than us." I snubbed

She scoffs as she walked off when Ashley yelled "YOUR JUST JEALOUS BECAUSE SHE HAS HIS NUMBER AND HE SNAPCHATS HER AND NOT YOU BECAUSE YOUR A MARRIED HOE!"

If looks could kill I would have been dead, her knowing I'm literally talking to him made her hate me in that moment so much worse! But who cares I got personal contact with Morgan FREAKING Wallen, later that night a tall figure was up against my car when he came into focus.

"You didn't think I was just going to come in and not see my favorite pizza gal after work did you?" He joked

"Oh he's definitely talking about me he just got my face confused with yours!" Smirked Amy

Morgan looked at her as if he was fixing to catch some horrid disease when he scrunched his face and pulled me into him "actually no I'm here for Bailynnd you know the one who I actually have physical and personal contact with, I don't remember giving you a time of day"

I tried hiding my shocked face but it wasn't going anywhere as she pranced her way to her vehicle trying to make an impression which didn't work.