"Taylor!"
Charlie.
They backed away from each other, Morgan half smirking, half smiling, his gorgeous hazel eyes shining. Taylor tried to look frustrated with him.
"Hey, Kiki, Abby, and Emma sent me back here to get you. Didn't wanna leave you alone with..." here she looked Morgan up and down, from head to toe, "...That."
"Right. Thanks." she crossed her arms and tried her best to glare at him. He barely kept in a laugh, and it almost made her smile.
Almost.
"Okay," Charlie was staring at Morgan, "C'mon, let's get outa here." her Australian accent seemed to roll off her tongue, even more so when she was irritated.
Charlie took Taylor's hand and they walked away, and Taylor almost looked back.
Almost.
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Short StoryTaylor and her family are living in their house in Paris, France for the summer, when she meets a guy named Morgan, who acts like a total jerk. They meet once, and she doesn't ever think she'll see him again. But they seem to keep running into each...
