Megan Lee Anderson had never truly believed in love until it had happened to her. She goes on a family vacation to Florida, least expecting to find it there. But she does, and there's just something about him that keeps her drawled in, always chasin...
A/N HE LOOKS SO JEALOUS AND HOT ALL AT ONCE AGHHH ITS PERFECT
♡ Megan's POV ♡
I woke up in Jared's arm, a warm feeling sending shivers down my body. I smiled a little, recalling the events of last night. Matt said he loved me.
I slipped away from Jared's grasp, starting to get ready for the day. I headed into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, sighing. I was a mess. I closed the door quietly, turning on the light to wake me up some more. I splashed some water on my face, rubbing off the remainder of makeup I had forgotten to take off last night after homecoming. The makeup came off in little specs, making a mess in the sink. I was trying to silently wash the sink from the glittery eye shadow, hoping that I hadn't woken Jared up. When I was done, I ran a brush through my hair, pulling out every little knot. Although most people have only seen me with bone straight hair, I decided to jazz it up a little. I curled it lightly, smiling at how nice it looked when I was done.
I began to work on my makeup, just going with a simple winged eye liner and mascara look with lip gloss. I shrugged, good enough. I opened the bathroom door quietly, Jared still sound asleep on my bed, hugging a pillow. How cute, he thinks I'm still there. I smiled, tip toeing towards my closet.
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I put on a black California Republic tank top on, tucking it into a pair of dark blue jeans shorts. I put on a red cardigan over my outfit, going a little past my shorts. I smiled at myself in the mirror, slipping on a pair of black vans. I put a black beanie on to cover the top of my head, which was still pretty much straight. I looked in the mirror, once again smiling to myself. My fashion senses were on point this morning.
I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my body, a chin resting on top of my head. I smiled at Jared through the mirror, placing my arms on top of his. "Good morning sleepyhead," I laughed lightly, swaying us back and forth a little.
"Morning," he let out in his groggy morning voice. His eyes were still half shut, a breath released onto my back. It sent shivers down my back, making him smile from above me. "Glad I have this effect on you, even in the morning," he smirked, his eyes showing more signs of life in them. "Your hair looks cute. Correction, my girlfriend looks amazing right now, what's the occasion?" I blushed, a small giggle escaping my mouth.
I shrugged my shoulders, a smile on my face as I looked down at the ground. "My fashion senses were just tingling this morning," I giggled, unraveling myself from his grasp. I turned around to look at him, just staring into his eyes. His arms wrapped around me again, holding me closer. I broke the cute moment by wriggling my eyebrows, making him bend his head back in laughter.
"You're too much for me baby girl," he laughed, playing with the curls in my hair a little. "You should do this more often. It's really cute on you."
"Thanks," I blushed. As soon as I finished that statement, as if on cue, my stomach growled.
"You hungry?" Jared chuckled, unwrapping his arms from around me, and grabbing my hand instead, intertwining our fingers.
