for the love of morgan

part seven

I woke up and rolled over to check my phone. I grabbed my glasses fort and put them on, before reading the screen. 11:49. I had a message from Gavin.

Gavin: good morning love xx

I smiled and responded.

Me- morning gavin xx

I got heard Michael talking to someone downstairs. I think it was ray, barbs, and Lindsay. The spent the night last night. I got out of bed and put my hair in a bun. I was fine in my sweats and tee shirt. I walked down.

"Oh! if it isn't sleeping beauty!" Michael said. I wasn't even in the kitchen yet. I guess he heard me from the steps.

"I'll punch you, Michael jones!" I said back as I walked into the kitchen. "Good morning guys." I said to the others.

"Sleep well?" he asked.

"Yes. Thank y-" I said but was cut off.

"Because you sure slept a lot." He said with a snicker.

"It's not that late." I said.

"It's almost 12!" He smiled. I walked up and hit his stomach. He grunted and bent over holding his stomach. I laughed. "Anyways." He said "your lover boy called."

"What? why?" I asked a bit concerned.

"Not worry." He laughed a bit. "He was only wondering if he left his swim suit here, which he did, and why you weren't texting him back. He thought you were mad at him." He said and paused to take a sip of his coffee. I gave him a bad look because he would be the one to tell him that I was mad.

"Don't worry. I told him that you weren't angry." He said. I sighed with relief. "I just told him that your lazy ass was still in bed."

"Michael!" I whined. He laughed and everyone else was giggling under their breath.

"He really did, I was there." Ray said.

"Ray!" I whined.

"It's okay morgan. Gavin is head over heels for you and nothing will change that." Barbra said.

"Fine." I spat but smiled. I stuck my tongue out at Michael. Then the doorbell rang and Michael went to answer it as he laughed. I heard a familiar British voice. Gavin. Him and his bother walked into the kitchen.

"Hello love." He said and hugged me. "You don't look ready." He frowned a bit. "Are you not going with us?"

"Wait, what? where? what?" I mumbled.

"Oh yeah, morgan! you should get ready Gavin and George are coming over and the 7 of us are going out for lunch!" he yelled from the living area.

"Michael!" I whined again. "Fine. I'm going to go shower. Nobody rush me." I pointed my finger at everyone and then at Michael when he walked in. I kissed Gavin's cheek and flick Michael's head as started toward my room, everyone chuckling behind me.

I got in the shower and turned on my music before hoping in. I didn't rush because I was proving a point. I was singing louder than I wanted to without even knowing it. I was singing to the beatles and strumming an imaginary guitar as I did so. I got way into songs while in the shower, especially the beatles.

once I got out I kept on the music as I got ready. I put on a bright purple dress that had geometric cutouts at the top. There was a knock on my door. I stopped singing for a moment. "Come in!" I shouted then went back to singing softly.

"It's Gavers" he said as he walked in. I smiled to myself. I was turned around facing my mirror to do my hair. I saw him come up behind me as he wrapped his arms around my waist. He stuck his face into my neck and planted a soft kiss.

"Hey Gavin." I smiled.

"Hey." He mumbled into my neck. I turned around and he lifted face. I planted a quick kiss on his lips.

"Are you almost done?" he asked. I chuckled.

"Yes." I said with a smile.

"Anything I can do to help?" he asked.

"Sit on my bed and look pretty." I smiled.

"No problem." He said and sat down. I snickered but did my makeup. Once I was done I turned to Gavin.

"Do I look okay?" I asked.

"More than okay." He smiled and kissed my lips.

"Okay. Let's go." I smiled and grabbed my white vans before walking down.

"Fucking finally." Michael said, throwing his hands in the air.

"Oh shut up micool." Gavin said punching Michael's arm playfully. I sat on the counter and pulled on my vans.

"Wait. Who's taking who?" Barbra asked as she stood up.

"I'll take the two Brits and my sister." Michael said.

"Wait. Barbs?" I said.

"Yes?" She answer.

"Can't you fit seven people in your car?" I asked as I tied my last shoe.

"Yeah but it'll be packed." She warned.

"It will be fine. If we take one car then we only need one designated driver." I pointed out.

"We can do that." She shrugged

"Alright. Let's go." I smiled and headed for the door. we got out and got in the car. Michael and ray sat in the back, the frees sat on ether side of me in the middle, and Lindsay and barbs sat in the front.

"I feel squished." I said.

"This was your idea." Barbra said.

"I know. And it's a good one." I said. That earned a few laughs. Barbra started the car and what just happens to come on? What would you do? by city high. We all began singing even though the song isn't the happiest, we still sung and had fun.

"WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOUR SON WAS AT HOME? CRYING ALL ALONE ON THE BEDROOM FLOOR CAUSE HES HUNGRYYYYYY AND THE ONLY WAY TO FEED HIM ID TO SLEEP WITH A MAN FOR A LITTLE BIT OF MONEY AND HIS DADDY IS GONE SOMEWHERE SMOKIN ROCK NOW. IN AND OUT OF LOCK DOWN. I AINT GOT A JOB NOW. SO FOR YOU THIS IS JUST A GOOD TIME BUT FOR ME THIS IS WHAT I CALL LIFE" we sung loudly and I laughed as we did so. By the time the song ended we were there. Even though the drive wasn't long, it was fun