i woke up today. not the best start to the day but it works. anyways, today me, shane, garrett, and my brother have a video planned. i've only been in l.a for a short time now, and i've never even seen their camera man, goes by the name of andrew? yes. today i'm going to meet him and since we're close in age, shane's putting us on a blind date. obviously it's for the views and andrew and i will be friends afterwords, since he always has to come over to film.
"hey what's up you guys, yes." shane said to the camera. "today we're putting morgan, ryland's sister, on a blind date with our camera man." i stood at the counter, grabbing a pack of oreos to show my brand. "i'm not qualified to take care of myself, let alone a guy." i joked. ryland pointed the camera at himself and nodded, "she's right."
shane made me sit on the couch. i was wearing some casual clothes, a jean jacket with a t-shirt and some leggings. i was about to meet him, shane dawson's camera man. ryland turned on the camera. "are you nervous?" he laughed at me. "a little, no guy should have to handle this much of a snack." i smirked at the camera and heard the faint ring of the doorbell. shane jumped up and down, "that's him!" he ran to the kitchen and yelled, "never mind it's just a pile of cat piss." he then came in the living room with garret. "hi garrett!" i said.
"but anyways, you can see it, andrew's a good guy. like if i was a girl, i'd put a ring on it." garrett told me softly. "you're a guy and you still wanna put a ring on it." shane snorted. "no but actually!" the three were just beginning to bicker when i heard the doorbell ring. "that's not garrett." ryland said as shane hustled to the door. i heard talking from the kitchen as my brother blind-folded me. i could also hear a laugh that wasn't shane's or garrett's. it had a higher pitch, but it made me smile a little.
it was a cute laugh, to say the least.
i heard the three guys come into the room, and i started to get nervous. shane counted down. "one." my heart raced. "two." his hushed laugh made me shiver. "three!" the blind folds were off.
and fuck.
he was hot.
"hi morgan." he waved at me briskly. i smiled, "hi haha." I got up to give him a hug. i stumbled on the couch a little, and shane bursted out laughing. "she's clumsy, andrew." garret told his friend. "that's okay." andrew smiled and hugged me.
and damn was he a good hugger.
his arms were wrapped around my waist and his head was on mine, kinda like we were a couple slow-dancing. "alright i'm bored." shane rolled his eyes. "how about we go to the dinner table!
my right hand lingered on his chest as we pulled away. i didn't think i was actually gonna like this guy outside of the video, but now there was a small chance of it.
we walked to the table and sat across from each other as shane set the camera on the counter top. he walked away as his and ryland's intrigued voices faded into the distance. i blushed a little as i directed my focus toward andrew. he was dressed pretty casual, with a gray nike hoodie and some jeans on. but i wasn't focusing on his clothes.
it was those damn eyes.
they were only brown, nothing truly spectacular in the eyes of the beholder, but the way the setting sun shone through the window and onto his irises made them look like deep pools of honey.
i cleared my throat, realizing how awkward i was being. "hey, i'm morgan. andrew right?" andrew raised his eyebrows and scratched his chin. "yup, that's me!" he chuckled. i grinned, "andrews a cool name. especially better than morgan. like who looks at their beautiful goddess of a baby and goes, 'oh how beautiful, i'll call it morgan.'... god am i gifted."
i grinned, and looked up into those amber eyes again as his laugh radiated in my ears. "i think morgan's a nice name." andrew told me as he smiled. butterflies radiated my stomach as we continued to talk and get to know each other.
i knew it was stupid.
and i knew i shouldn't have been falling for him as hard as i was, but since i looked into those topaz eyes...
i knew i was hooked.
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