Diary scars (unofficially 'will you be my diary?' )

chapter 14

Morgen took a sip of his strawberry milkshake. I know what you're thinking, when Morgen asked about drinks, you probably thought alcohol was gonna come into play here, well that's incorrect. Morgen and I ended up walking to Cookie Cutter for lunch / dinner. I ordered a caramel milkshake with a hamburger and fries as well as an ice-cream sundae and onion rings. Morgen gawked at the amount of food I was eating.

"How is that even possible?" Morgen asked me. I raised a brow at his shocked face.

"How is what possible?" I replied, having absolutely no clue what he was talking about. He rolled his eyes and pointed to me.

"How is it possible that you stayed so fit and skinny when you eat that much, do you like do a lot of training? Exercise, come on, I need some advice here, like hello, if I ever ate like that my body would be packing on kilograms like the world depended on it." Morgen exaggerated. I smiled. Fake smile.

"Well you see, blood loss means weight loss. Injuries mean loss of fat. So ... unless you're willing to slice open your belly and personally rip out all the fat, then .. you got no chance. Soz deary, didn't mean to spit on your lemon curd." I answered. As if by instinct, Morgen looked down at his lemon desert to make sure there was no spit on it from my little lecture.

"You didn't actually spit on my lemon curd did you?" Morgen asked. I burst out laughing, spitting out the slurp of milkshake I had just taken a sip of. It sprayed all over Morgen's shirt and lemon desert making me laugh even harder.

"I didn't before, but I may have accidentally done it now." I said as I wiped my mouth, cleaning away all the milk that stained my lip. Morgen gave me a playful glare.

"Rude." Morgen joked acting out Megan before he took a bit of his desert.

"It actually doesn't taste that bad. I mean the milk added that extra missing .... Something." Morgen said. I started choking on the air that just entered my lungs.

"Ummmm, excuse me." I said as I slapped his arm. He just smiled his cheeky grin and stood up. I raised a questioning brow.

"It's 8 O'clock. And the store is starting to close up for the night." Morgen said as he offered me a hand. I grabbed it and stood up. I went to leave a bill on the table when Morgen stopped me and placed money down instead.

"No offence charming, but you're a real douche sometimes." I said jokingly, he just smiled and linked arms with me.

We walked out of the store and down the street, the night was peaceful and the air was fresh. We carried on walking with linked arms until we finally made it to my house. Some of the lights were still on, I assumed it was the room lights. Morgen let go of my arm.

"We should do this more often." Morgen commented. I smiled.

"Yeah, we should. Today was fun, thanks Morgen." I said. He walked a step closer and pressed a kiss to my forehead before he backed up a step and smiled. I smiled back.

"Night douche charming." I said as he starting walking away. He turned around and started walking backwards while he spoke.

"I'll see you at school tomorrow lemon llama." he said with a retreating wave before he turned back around.

"Hey, you said it tasted fine!!" I yelled out to him. I could hear him laugh as he turned one last time.

"Doesn't mean you didn't spit on it any less!!" he called back with a grin spreading across his face. I gave him the middle finger and heard him laughing as he walked into the darkness.

I turned around and opened the front door. Once I was inside I walked up to my room and got onto my bed. What a night, it was so amazing, Morgen was the best, and his smile was just down right gorgeous.