Make Me Feel Alive

I sat at my desk, chewing a pencil as I checked all the appointments. Mr. Burrows had a 2:00 in a few minutes and the person had yet to show up yet, and if he was late he'd have to reschedule; Burrows had some kind of golf tournament he was itching to leave early for.
I leaned back in my chair, kicking my heels off my feet.
This had been a really tiring Tuesday. I hadn't really talked to Ashley much since Friday night, and I'd spent all Saturday and Sunday looking for some kind of part time job, even if it meant serving coffee.
I needed something to help my income where I didn't have to sell my organs on the black market.
I sighed, twisting the pencil between my fingers.
I looked up as the elevator dinged and a guy came rushing through it, tie askew and papers sticking from his bag. He looked young, probably my age, and he had his lip pierced twice.
Not Mr. Burrows usual type of clients.
I slipped my shoes on and stood.
"Mr. Jaimison?" I questioned, and he nodded, tugging on his crooked tie.
"You're almost late," I chastised him, coming around the desk and helping him with his tie. "If you're late, you reschedule."
"Sorry," he muttered, patiently waiting as I straightened his suit jacket. "And thanks."
"Of course. This way," I lead him into the back.
He looked at me curiously.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" he asked, and I shook my head.
"I don't believe so," I said, knocking on Burrows door.
"Five minutes, Morgan! I'm on the phone," he called, and I sighed.
"Lucky for you, he's busy. You can wait out here until he's ready for you," I told him, and he nodded in relief, looking nervous.
"Wait, your name is Morgan?" he asked, hovering by my desk as I sat.
"Yes?" I blinked at him.
"I do know you!" he looked at me with a grin.."You're dating Ashley Purdy from BVB, right?"
"Uh ---." What??
"Yeah!" he dug through his pocket and pulled his phone out. "Moontide posted pictures of him and you on Twitter. You're his girlfriend."
Uh oh.
He showed me his twitter, and I saw a picture of all the boys with me and Ashley, his arm slung around my waist in a very familiar, possessive manner as we smiled at the camera.
Ashley Purdy fucking rocks, I read the caption. Him and his girlfriend Morgan are great!
Fuck.
"Um," I wasn't sure what to say.
This was bad.
Sooo bad.
"Morgan!"
I cringed, and stood hastily.
"This way," I muttered, and the guy hastily followed me back to Burrows office. I let him in, and heard him call Mr. Burrows "uncle."
That had been his nephew? I didn't even know he had siblings.
I practically ran back to my desk and jerked my phone out of my drawer.
I hesitated; I couldn't just call him while at work.
So I dialed him from the work phone.
"Hello?"
"Have you looked at twitter?" I demanded, glad the lobby was empty right now.
"Twi --- Morgan?" Ashley sounded confused. "Why are you calling from a different number?"
"I'm at work, I can't use my phone. Well, have you?"
"Yes," he sighed.
"Then you saw the thing about me dating you! Ashley, my bosses nephew just came in and was all 'oh, I know you, you're dating BVB dude'! What am I supposed to say?" I sighed, glancing down the hallways.
"Just tell them no, it's a misunderstanding. Everyone knows I don't date."
"This is incredibly awkward. I don't want to be your girlfriend," I muttered, and then hesitated. "That came out wrong, didn't it?"
I had meant that in a, I don't want people stalking me or stopping me saying 'oh you're dating so and so' type of way.
"Yeah, I get it." he almost sounded annoyed.
I hesitated. "Did I interrupt you or something?"
"I'm kind of at the studio right now. I'll call you later, k?"
"Ok." I frowned as he hung up on me.
Now I was worried.
Was everything not okay? Had I pissed him off or something?
I mean, I had been kind of irritated with him over the weekend, but I hadn't messed up his clutch or anything driving back, had I?
I couldn't think of any reason for him to be upset.
I'm probably overreacting, I told myself.
Probably.

Notes

So is something up with Ashley suddenly? Do you think the whole "girlfriend" thing is maybe freaking him out?
And if you guys have time, check out my other stuff!
My Fallen Angel and Finding Grace!