He's the one

Chapter 1

Laying in a clearing that is full of flowers I close my eyes enjoying the sun shining on my face. Birds are chirping, leaving are bristling in the wind, bees buzzing around flower to flower. Nothing can get better than this. Feeling as if I'm being watched I prop myself up on my elbows and look to my right first, peering into the trees and high grass.

Nothing.

Looking to the left I scan through the trees. Nothing. Laying back down I am about to close my eyes until I see a dark form walking towards me from the corner of my eyes. Jumping up I hold my hands up shading my eyes from the sun. Finally getting a good look at the figure I see who it it.

"Logan!" I scream running towards him.

Finally I get to him and I jump into his arms. He wraps his strong arms around me and picks me up spinning me around and around in circles.

Laughing I hold on tight to him hoping he doesn't drop me. Of course he doesn't and he puts me down gently on my feet. Glancing up at him through my eye lashes I smile. I can't believe that he is here. And that he is mine. All of him is mine. His amazing green eyes that seem to change to hazel and blue, his soft beach wave blonde hair, his amazing six pack that I am hypnotized by whenever I see it, his strong arms, and his soft plush perfect pink lips.
Staring into his eyes he stares right back into mine. There is a connection between us. Just by looking into his eyes I know how he feels about me. I can see love an happiness in them.
Flicking my eyes down to his lips I look at them for a few seconds and then slowly slide them back up to his eyes. Biting my lip slightly I see him glance at my lips quickly. At the same time we both lean in. My heartbeat quickens. I have been waiting to do this for what seems like forever.
I can smell his intoxicating scent of ocean breeze body wash and peppermint gum.
Our lips are about to touch. They are so close.
Closing my eyes just as he is doing I lean in about to close the gap.

"One night and one more time thanks for the memories ..."
Jerking awake I jump from the sudden sound. Rolling over and shove my pillow over my head. Sadly my alarm keeps going off "even though they weren't so great he tastes like you even sweeterrrr..."

Ughhhhh I groan and run my hand across the surface of my night stand finally. I find my iPhone and slide the screen.
Finally the blasting music stops. Sighing I flop my head back down on my pillow.

I can't believe that it was just a dream. I swear this happens all the time. I just wish that just once it would be real.

"Get you ass out of bed Morgan!" My mom screams to me through my door while banging on it over and over again.

"Oh my god mom I get it ok! I'm getting up stop!" I scream to her.

Finally she stops.

"Thank The Lord" I mumble under my breath.

Slowly I get up and walk over to my bathroom. Turning on the shower I turn it on so that it is the hottest it can get.

Stripping from my clothes I jump into the shower.
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Forty-five minutes later I am standing in front of my full length body mirror.

I am wearing dark wash skinny jeans with a white shirt. Over my shirt I have my leather jacket on with brown vintage combat boots.
My hair is naturally waving down to the middle of my back.
My face has mascara and eyeliner applied to it, but that's it. Flipping my hair spin around and do a squeaky high pitched fake laugh. "Oh my gosh!" I squeal to my reflection still 'laughing', "I look..."
Stopping my laughing I stand in place my face completely like stone. "Like crap." I say finishing my sentence.

"Whatever." I say to myself walking out my my room, "that's the best it will get."

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Hey! Thanks for reading!

The song that I wrote as the
Alarm was Thanks For The Memories
By Fall out Boy.

The photo to the side is a picture of what Morgan is wearing. Leather jacket with white shirt. In the next chapter I will out her combat boots.
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