Morgan's POV

"Yeah that's all." I said to my mom after I had packed my things.

"Are you sure?" My mom asked.

I nodded. "Yes, but I will still double check before I go to sleep," I fell back in my bed.

My mom nodded back and quietly left my room—which I was honestly grateful for because I'm so tired and my flight to Chicago is tomorrow so I have to rest as much as I can. I spent most of the day with Jason since we are going our separate ways again and we don't know when may be able fo see each other again, but he said he's not going let me 'ghost' him again— which is something I never did, the different time zones between America and Europe are hard enough without adding being busy with work.

He's going to stay a week more to be with his parents and I think is sweet that he does that.

I then heard a knock followed by my door opening but I didn't bother to look at it knowing well it's my mom again to check I have everything or put something inside my bag.

"So you are really going to leave without discussing what's going to happen with us?" The sound of Hayley's voice made me sit up on the bed.

"Hayley? What—"

"What am I doing here? Were you really going to ask that?"

I stood up and closed my bedroom door—not wanting my parents to overhear anything. "Let's just calm down so we can talk."

"No, no, you don't go around telling me to calm down so we can finally talk. We were supposed to do that during the weekend and yet you avoided me everything I told we needed to talk!" Hayley was fuming and I can't say it wasn't rightly so.

"I was spending time with my family!"

An excuse, and a very lame one at that.

"I know and I get it, Morgan, but us is important as well... isn't it?" The clear insecurity in Hayley's eyes and voice made my heart sting.

"We are! You are so important to me Hayley, is just... I didn't know how to approach it or what we were going to do... so I ignored it."

"Well Morgan that's why we talk and figure things out! We are adults for god's sake, not teenagers that don't know how to communicate in a relationship." Hayley looked almost defeated but she was hiding it well. "Morgan you were going without even talking to me— your girlfriend about how I felt about it or what was going to happen to us, do you realize that?" Her voice was quieter and no longer held the harshness it did moments ago.

I fucked up, I know I did. It was the last thing I wanted to happen and it did.

"Hayl—"

"We were doing perfectly and then that woman comes and you have to leave and then ignore me, do you know how that made me feel?" Unshed tears were now glistening on her eyes.

"I know how fucked up it was and I'm so sorry, believe me, I am. I was immature, I still am and I need to change that — I need to step up if I want to be with you, and I promise you that I will." I walked closer to her and hesitantly grabbed her hands. "I know is late but it's not too late... so let's sit and talk things through because I don't want to lose you, Hayley."

And meant everything I said. My own immaturity has cost me a lot of good things in my life, but I can't let it cost me Hayley as well. Not her.

"You just keep saying that." Hayley shook her head.

"Because it's the truth. I'm sorry that I haven't properly shown it to you but I will from now on, I promise." I pulled lightly on her hand so she would sit besides me on the bed. Reluctantly she did but still didn't look at me.

"Tomorrow I'm going back to Chicago, but that doesn't mean I don't want to keep what we have." I gently gripped her chin to make her look at me. "Because even with miles apart I still want you the same. So I want us to try long distance— at least for a while, to try it out and see if we can do it... do you want to?"

Hayley stayed silent looking at our joint hands. Her silence scared me a bit, the mere thought that she might not want to try long distance and instead just break up was heartbreaking, even if we haven't been dating for that long our connection is strong and so are my feelings for her.

"I'm willing to try too." Was her quiet response before her green orbs looked up to meet my gaze.

I released a breath and hugged her — Hayley returned the hug—nuzzling her face on the crook of my neck. I kissed the top of her head and rested my chin on it. "We will make this work out, I know we can. I'll come visit as often as I can, I swear. You can come to Chicago on spring break or whenever you have vacations."

Hell I'll pay all of her plane tickets if I need to.

"That sounds nice, I've never been to Chicago."

"You'll like it... maybe." I said making her chuckle.

"And what about her?" Hayley asked.

"Elizabeth?" She nodded against me — I pulled back so I could face her. "Trust me when I tell you there is nothing there, if I wanted to be with her I would've been with her ages ago— I had tons of chances, but I didn't want Elizabeth in that way and I definitely don't now." I rested my forehead against her's, "I don't have to choose because there was never anything to chose between. It's you and it will always be only you, Hayley, for as long as you want me."

"How do you go from being a complete idiot to saying all the right things?" Hayley asked genuinely.

I shrugged, "I've always been like that, I take time to realize things... sometimes it's too late when I finally do. That and my own immaturity have costed me a few things in my life. I need to change that though — because I can't add you to those things."

"I need to work on myself too. I need to learn how to trust, because you have never given me a reason not to trust you, Morgan. I just wish I wasn't so... messed up." Hayley looked away from me.

"You are not messed up Hayley, you called me out because you were upset with me and rightly. You have a flaws, we all do — but they don't make less extraordinary."

A small smile appeared on Hayley's face before she leaned in and connected her lips with mine. "All the right things, every time," she mumbled and kissed me again.

"Stay the night." I said breaking the kiss after a while.

"I told you I'm not fucking you on your parents house." Hayley smirked—our faces still close.

"Not like that, dumbass. Just sleep."

She sighed dramatically, "Since you are begging I guess I'll do you the favor and agree."

"Oh so you're doing me a favor?"

"Pretty much."

"Acting like you don't want to sleep with me."

"Been there done that, not impressive." Hayley had a cocky grin.

"Sure you weren't impressed, pillow princess." I retorted and Hayley grabbed one of my pillows an smacked me with it. "See? You're leaving up to your name!"

"You are so annoying!" Hayley straddled me and continued her attack with the pillow as I laughed my ass off.

"Stop the violence woman!" I said while still laughing and Hayley stopped for a moment.

"I can't stand you." I hummed and took this moment of distraction to smack her with another pillow and flip us around—me now on top of the blonde. "Morgan!" She complained as I dropped the pillow and tickled her.

I stopped and replaced the tickling with peppering her face with kisses—her complains now replaced by laughter. I looked at her with a smile, "Your laugh is adorable."

"I hate you," she mumbled even though a smile was forming on her face.

"Sure you do." I pecked her lips and hopped off her—I laid myself on the bed and pulled her to my side. Hayley cuddled to me and draped her arm around me.

I'll be dammed before I lose this.

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A/N - Sorry for the delay I had a block when trying to write this chapter.

Anyway check out my other book 'Strike of Luck' if you can. When I'm not updating this one I'm mostly working on that one.