Its you

chapter :8

After I get out of the shower I get a towel and wrap it around my body.  Jessica already left because she has to go back to work, so I am left alone. Which I actually don't mind because I got used to it. I pull the blow dryer out from the cabinet and plug it into the outlet. 

Once my hair is dry and my clothes, hair, and makeup are all done I go to the living room and just sit on the couch. I swear this is my whole life.

I would call Louis and have him come over for a movie day, but I don't want to keep bugging him. Plus I don't want to take a chance on Harry being over there. I mean I am not going to lie, he is attractive. I just don't like his personality.  He is to cocky, and I bet he gets all the girls just for a one night stand. So No thank you, I am not going robbery one of those girls.

I flip through the channels before deciding o don't want to do this all day. I might as well go shopping, or scouting for a new job.

                  *Louis POV*

Harry finally left and I am so thankful. He kept going on and on about how he will get Morgan to go out with him. And honestly, I was about to knock him the fuck out.

I pour some milk on my fruit loops and shove a spoon in. I am about to collapse, I barley got any sleep thanks to Harry. And I have work today, that o forgot all about.

I style my hair and wear a simple pair of black jeans, a white long sleeve shirt. My jobs not that important to be wearing a tux. I work at a studio as a song recorder. o don't even get to work with the actuall singers. People just give me instructions and I either make them shorter, longer, or auto tune their shitty voices.

               *Morgan's POV *

I walk around the mall for a long time not even buying anything. I felt like a creep because this teenage boy was every where I was, and honestly he looked scared.

I decided it was probably time to leave but honestly, I didn't want to. Because o have No where to go. No one to see. Sounds sad,  but it's the truth. I need a job, and a man. But looking like this, that won't happen.

I am all excited for a job now. ever scince I got home I have been on the phone, and my computer looking for jobs. So far I have only found three, but any of them will work at this point. One is working at a radio station, the other is hotel maintenance, and the last one is working at a store in the mall which I happen to love. 

I called all three places and scheduled an meeting to see if I qualifie and what not. The first one is tomorrow.

I tried to call Jessica, but she won't answer, I guess she is pretty busy it is the holiday season.

I grab my bag and head out the door yet again. I am heading to the salon ,so I can get a few touch ups.

I am seated at the usual stylist Amanda. She is a friend that I only talk to here. But I love her.

She greets me and fixes the chair so it's at the right hight. "What can I do for you today?"

"Mostly the usually, a trim, fix up the layers, and today I want to dye it" I smile feeling anxious.

"Okay, what color?" she pulls a towel around my neck and clips it.

"I am thinking like a auburn, very light though" I explain and she nods. She pulls the rolling chair I am in to the washing station. I close my eyes and relax as she starts washing my hair. It is so relaxing, I feel like I am about to fall asleep.

              *One hour later*

"Are you ready to see?" she asks. I nod and she spun the chair around and I have almost gasped. My hair looked so healthy and soft.

"O my gosh! I love it" I run my fingers through it again and again.

"It looks Nice" my stylist compliments.

"Well I go to the best hair dresser" I laugh and nudge her.

"aw,  thank you. Come back when ever" she tells me. She takes off the towel,so I can get up. After a quick hug I leave and am excited for people to actually see me.