Tennessee Orange

Chapter Nine - Sad Songs For Sad People

Megan's POV
Morgan and I decided to go see his parents this coming weekend. I'm a little nervous, but I know I shouldn't be.

Morgan comes to my apartment to pick me up and takes my bags from me to put them in his truck bed.

When we're finally on the road, I start playing some music on the radio and one of Morgan's songs starts playing. It's the song Sand In My Boots.

"Oh my gosh. I love this song. You wanna sing it with me?" I ask excitedly. Morgan smiles.

"Sure baby. I'd love to,"

Morgan and I sing the song together until it's over. When the song's over, Morgan places his hand on my thigh and squeezes it lightly.

"I love hearin' you sing, baby. Your voice is just as beautiful as you are," he says. I smile.

"Aww. Thanks Morgan. You're so sweet,"

"I know," Morgan says with a smirk. I laugh.

"Okay. Well, your voice is amazing too. And you're so handsome, Morgan Wallen."

"Megan, are we officially boyfriend and girlfriend now?" Morgan asks. My cheeks flush and I shrug.

"Yeah. I think we are,"

"You sure? I don't wanna move too fast for ya," Morgan says. I smile.

"Yeah. I'm sure. I... think I'm in love with you, Morgan." I say. Morgan smiles and takes my hand in his.

"You know, I think I'm in love with you too, Megan."

"Good because I was nervous that you were gonna say that you didn't feel the same," I say. Morgan chuckles.

"I was worried about that too," he says with a smile.

Morgan's POV
"Hey, baby, should I cut my hair?" I ask randomly while we're still driving to my parents' house. Megan frowns.

"What? No way. I love your mullet. I don't think I've met any other guy who is as good looking as you are with his hair cut into a mullet. Why are you asking me such a silly question anyways?" she questions, twirling a strand of my long, curly brown hair with her fingers. I shrug.

"I don't know. My hair just gets so darn messy when it's long and I don't always got the time to make it look nice in the mornin', ya know?"

"Well, I do think you looked real nice a while back when you had short hair, but I think you look even nicer when it's long so I think you should keep it the way it is." Megan explains. I chuckle.

"Okay. I guess I won't cut it then since you don't want me to," I say, giving Megan a kiss on her hand. Megan laughs.

"Good. Now how much longer till we get to your parents' house?"

"Not much longer. We're pretty much in Knoxville by now so we got about five minutes till we get there," I reply with a shrug.

Megan's POV
A couple minutes later, we pull up to a beautiful white farmhouse with a wrap around porch. Morgan parks his truck in the driveway and we both get out of the truck.

Morgan grabs mine and his bags and carries them to the front door. He rings the doorbell and a girl of about fourteen answers the door. Morgan smiles and the girl jumps into his arms for a hug.

"Morgan, I missed you so much." She says excitedly. Morgan laughs.

"I missed you too, Lacey. Where's momma and daddy?"

"Momma's in the kitchen and daddy's still at work," Lacey replies. Morgan nods.

"Okay. Oh, Megan, this is my little sister Lacey. Lacey, this is my girlfriend Megan." He says, introducing us girls to each other.