My Country Boy

23

Morgan 

 Blake has yet to answer me. I don't want to push her into something to give me an answer but I'm driving myself crazy not knowing what she wants. What if she doesn't want to give me another chance but doesn't want to say it? 

I sighed as I scrolled through Blake's Instagram. She's with Cal at the beach and I wish I could just see her again. 

"Morgan!" Hardy yells. Tossing my phone from being startled, I turned and looked at him while he laughed. 

"Holy shit dude. What?" I yelled back. 

"Just got off the phone with Cally. She wanted me to tell you that you have to see the shoot she just did when it comes out next week." He smirked. 

"Um... No disrespect but I don't want to see your girl in a bikini." I huffed, confused on why she would want me to see it. 

"It's not for her dumbass. Blake is in it, here look." Hardy said as he showed me a picture of Blake in a black bikini. 

She was turned to the side but you could see all of her curves and her ass looks so good. Fuck. This isn't helping me.

"Well it's time to go film your video. You might want to fix yourself before we go." He chuckled before walking out the house. 

*After filming Whiskey Glasses*

"I can't believe you just did a music video. And that the song is about Blakely." Hardy said as we walked back to his truck.

"I know dude that was wild." I said purposely dodging the last part.

"So the song is about Blake?" He questioned. 

I ignored him. I mean it's obvious that it is, but I don't want to admit it out loud. This girl has me wrapped around her pretty little finger and I don't think about not having her. 

"Alright. I'll leave you alone about it, but you wanna head down to the girls and surprise them?" He questioned. 

"Hell yes. But let's leave in the morning. I'm tired man." I said as we got to my house. 

"Agree. Go pack and go to bed." Hardy said as we walked into the house and up the stairs.

I nodded at him and walked into my room before falling on to my bed. I pulled the pillow Blake had laid her head when she was here near me, closing my eyes as I thought about her. 

*The next morning*

Hardy is banging on my door at 6am, telling me to get my ass up and pack. 

Fuck. 

I'm really fixing to see her after a month and a half. I wonder how she is going to react. 

"Does Blake know were coming?" I questioned Hardy as I sling my bag into the back of his truck. 

"No. I didn't tell neither of them." He shrugged as he put his bag with mine. " I wanted it to be a surprise." 

I nodded in response as I got into the passenger side of Hardy's truck. 

"Are you ready?" Hardy asked as he looked at me. 

"I don't know."