1\ Back from tour pt. 1

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Kaley's POV

We hugged so tightly I forgot how to breath!

3 hours early

I had just gotten home from grocery shopping. I want to make Shawn feel as homey as possible. He was on tour for 2 months straight. No breaks, nothing. I knew he missed home so I had a plan. I was going to cook dinner and we were going to watch a movie with a lot of beer.

I just guessed that he'll be tired, so he'd want a beer or something, I really don't know.

But overall I was freaking ecstatic to see my best friend again. I still remember the day we met like it was yesterday.

*Flash Back*

1 years ago

I was next in line to meet Shawn when the guard had say that the meet & greet was over. He was about to leave when I turned to Morgan and sighed. "A girl can dream" I say shrugging my shoulders. I guess he heard me and he tapped his security guard's left shoulder, making him look to the left. He quickly came up to me and tapped me. I turned around and screamed. "Do you want a hug" he said covering his ears. "Y-yes" I said barely audible. We took a picture of us hugging and I smiled so brightly. I looked up and I met his eyes. His eyes were brown and full of joy. His lips turned into a smirk. I look down at his lips, then look right back up before he could catch me. Good thing he didn't. Right after Morgan cleared her throat getting my attention. "O-oh Yeah, ummm.. I have to go" I say like we were friends. "Ok" he says. He quickly grabs a napkin and writes something with a fan's pen. He gives it to me and I see a number. HIS NUMBER! He winks at me and walks away. From the moment I freaked out. I kept calm unto I got into the car-"

*End of flash back*

I get interrupted by my door bell ringing. I sigh and walk over to the door, from the kitchen. I opened the door to find a dressed up Morgan. She was wearing a nice black mini dress with white heels and a nice white clutch.

"Someone's dressed up" I say smiling.

"And someone's not" she said to me.

I looked at my outfit. I was wearing a black sweatshirt that had said "Youth" on it with some black ripped jeans and some grey slides. "I was going to change" I say opening the door even more, motioning for her to get inside.

"Sure" she says sarcastically, as she walks in my house.

I laugh at her and I enter the kitchen.
"If you want, you could pick me out something" I say shrugging my shoulders, like I always do.

She walks over to me in the kitchen. Her face drops. "FINALLY" she screams and run upstairs, but carefully because she still has her heels on.

A few moments later she came downstairs and said "your outfit is ready for you upstairs when your done cooking."

"Do you want to help me" I ask her with my puppy eyes.

"Nice try hunny, but no" she says as she walks right back out into my living room. She turns on my tv and as soon as she does I hear "Now this is the story about how my life flipped turned upside down" I immediately smiled.

The Fresh Prince Of Bel-Air was my show. I sigh and take a deep breath.

"And I'd like to take a minute just to sit right there" I yell making Morgan laugh. I smiled but soon yelled "FUCK"

I had cut my self with the knife. Morgan came running into the kitchen.

"Idiot" she spats sarcastically.

"Whatever" I smile idiotically, making us burst into laughter. She runs upstairs grabs some alcohol and Cotten pads. She comes back down stairs running, carefully. She put some alcohol on the Cotten pad and started to pat it on my cut.

"Owww, fuck" I say.

"Your doing great, sweetie" she says smiling. I ended up smiling at her comment, I also ended up not feeling the pain.

What had seem like hours later, she finally put a band-aid on my cut and went back to the living room. I shouted thanks to her as she walks away.

"No problem hun" she say continuing to walk.

***

After an hour of cooking, I had finally finished dinner. I set up the table and I had cover up the plates so they wouldn't get to cold.

I headed upstairs and went inside my bedroom. On my bed I say a white crop with a few words on it and black high waisted shorts. I was surprised that it wasn't fancier, I could've picked this out.

I just shrugged and went to take another shower. I mean I just cooked and I smell like the ingredients.

I walked inside the bathroom and I took off my jeans, then my sweatshirt. I slipped of my slides at the door so I didn't have anything on my feet.

I turned on the water, to warm temperature.

I stepped in letting the water hit my hair, face, and body.

***

After my brushing my teeth and showering, I walked out my bathroom wrapped in my towel. I dried myself off and put on some lotion. I also put on some deodorant, Incase it was really hot. Then I put on my undergarments.
I put on the shorts the the crop top.

I slid on my white and black vans. Then I took my phone and keys and walked out my room. I walked down the stairs into the living. "Finally, you took like an hour" Morgan says clapping.

"It was like thirty minutes, but whatever we have to go to the airport now" I said rushing her to get up.

She got up and we got out of the house. I locked the door behind me.

I'm probably going to double update, the ideas are just coming to my head, in order!!!! I know I sound crazy, trust me I am.😂❤️

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