It's been a few months since the concerts and life has found it's way to keep moving. Me on the other hand, well I feel stuck. Everything for Kayla and Luke has been great. Even though they're still not "official" he comes and visits Virginia quite often with no sight of Morgan when he does.

*BING*

'@MorganCWallen:To the night before when I was buzzing harder than that storefront neon, if your kiss gets me this high, I wouldn't mind keeping on'

My phone went off again. Im getting so tired of his tweets, I need to turn the notifications off but I can't bring myself to. I know I sound like a broke record but It's a weird situation to be in. It's not everyday you get up close and personal with Morgan Wallen, have him text and call you 24/7 for MONTHS and then he just drops my number harder than his new album did. But yet he tweets all this sad shit about who knows who, and when you question Luke he has nothing to say other than "He's busy Bailey, he'll come back around soon" and soon has turned into the last 5 months.

"Bailey! What are you doing family?!" Kayla says as she burst into my room pulling me waayy out of my thoughts. (Oh yeah we finally got our own house) "Oh nothing, crying, dying, you know the usual" I laugh

"Oh come on it's fine! We're fine, you're fine!" "Oh and Luke's coming" she slipped in at the end

"Ohh Luke yay! Love him" I said in my nicest sarcastic voice. "When's he getting here?"

"In about 10 mins or so" she replied

Shit. I have to get out of here. Love him and all but it's so awkward to be around him anymore, brings up old memories that I'm hopelessly trying to forget. " Alright well, I gotta head to work now. Now you two have fun and no babies!" "Shut up ya tit" Kayla half yelled as she started to exit my room. I got up and left with no job to go to.

Kayla's POV

Luke walked through the door just minutes after Bailey left the driveway. "Hey babe" I said in my normal shitty but joking tone. "Babe? Damn you been out there cheating" "Shut up Luke, you're just as bad as Bailey" I laughed with an annoyed look on my face. "Speaking of Bailey where is she?" Luke said as he looked around the room as if she would just appear.

"Gone. Work. Busy. Why?"

"Morgan got his head out of his ass and wants to talk. Also happens to be on his way here" his voice faded out at the end but I heard enough. "Yeah, well you see Luke thats not fucking good."

"wait why?" he replied slowly

"She's done with that. He literally fucked her over." I said sternly " I know, but he's been tweeting about her and he talks about her nonstop." his tone was starting to get defensive

"Okay...? and that makes it okay for him not to call or text? Because he indirectly tweets about her for months but can't pick up the phone" I was starting to get pissed and the more Luke tried to defend Morgan the more I wanted him to leave, and take Morgan back before he even got here. I understand fame, and I get that she never expected to meet him anyway but the shits still not right and no matter what Morgan has up his sleeve Bailey won't let it go easily she takes everything to heart.

"He's been busy Kayla" Luke started just as Morgan walked through my front door.

Bailey's POV

30 missed calls later and I'm still at Cailey's, I go here a lot when I can't be with Kayla but need to get away. She's a few years younger than us but she's the annoying little sister we both needed. At this point I know Kayla knows I'm not at work. But I'll deal with the attitude tomorrow when I'm in a better mood. My plan is to sneak into the house later when I know she's either busy or sleeping. "Shhh, Anthony is calling" Cailey screamed running into her room.

Anthony is Cailey's on-again off-again boyfriend. They're something let me tell ya.

*BING*

@MorganCwallen just tweeted!

Jesus here we go again

Hey guys, It's Bailey again! I said I wouldn't do author notes but here I am again. Sorry for the long wait on this chapter but, I have 2, maybe 3 chapters going up within the next few hours.

Thank you guys so much for reading! I love each and every one of you (: