yours and only yours.

2. the date.

you pack your bag as she walks towards you.

"morgan!" she whispers.

"shit-hey!" you say, looking up.

"i didn't know you were a student here!! you should've told me that!"

"i'm sorry-i didn't realize-"

"no, no don't worry about it. about tonight, i made reservations at that italian place you were telling me about, 7:00? so i'll pick you up at 6:30?"

"aw, karissa that's perfect. thank you. that's sounds lovely."

"of course. i'll see you tonight, honey."

you wave karissa off as you walk back to your dorm, smiling from ear to ear.

"WE GOT A DATE TONIGHT, AYYY." you yell, waiting for a response from miley.

"girl, good luck with that. you gon' get that pussy shredded."

"alright, that's enough. lowkey hoping we can go back to her place though."

"be safe, morg."

"in what way, the fuck?"

"both."

"i'm not leaving for another hour and a half. she's gonna pick me up. shit-is this gonna be awkward for you?!"

miley looks at you, "nah, nah you go have fun baby."

you shower, do your hair and change into a tank top with a baggy shirt over, and leggings with jordan's. you stand over the sink, and put mascara on your eyelashes. you look at your makeup, turn around and take an arch picture in the bathroom.

"daaamn those squats have been paying off," miley says, slapping your ass. "she's one lucky lady."

"girl why you be slapping my butt?" you say, acting mad. "i'm playin. do i look good?"

"yes ma'am. your boobs look even better."

you smirk, "that's what i was going for!!"

"good, you cooked."

you spray yourself with a simple perfume, until you hear a knock at the door. "oh fuck she's here. shit mi-i'm tweakin."

miley shoves you towards the door, and you open it. "hey!!"

"heyy. you look amazing."

you laugh, "thank you. you look gorgeous yourself."

"oh my god, GAG ME." miley says, staring at karissa who stands in the doorway.

"bitch your just jealous you don't get dick. stfu, i'll see you later, maybe."

"maybe?! the fuck you goin?"

you look at karissa, and smirk. "who knows, i'll see you later."

"BE SAFE!! i love you morg."

"i love you!!" you say, walking down the hallway, hands in your pockets. you sigh, "anyway. sorry about her, she's just-"

"don't worry about it, love. i'm just glad you still wanna go out with me."

"of course i do. how could i not?" you say, smiling, taking your hand out of your pocket.

karissa reaches for your hand, as you walk down the stairs. "well maybe because, i'm your professor and that can start...problems."

"fuck the haters." you say, holding karissa's hand in yours. "i don't give a fuck what anyone thinks. as long as i'm happy, and you're happy, that's all that matters."