What do we do with a love like this?

--Morgan’s POV-- I buried my face into Ashley’s chest, and I could feel him shaking from laughter. They were being really loud. From the bed creaking to the loud moans and screams, it was impossible for us to NOT hear them. “Why tonight?” I mumbled into his chest. I hadn’t gotten a good sleep in forever, and they were up pretty late doing...that. Ashley laughed, pulling me close to him. “I know you answered this already, but why didn’t you want anything else to happen? I still feel like you aren’t telling me something,” He said and I blushed. There was one more thing. “A-Ashley...I...I’m still a virgin…” I whispered, not being able to get rid of the blush. “Really?” He asked me and I nodded. He chuckled softly. “Wow. Thanks,” I murmured, my forehead against the skin of his chest. “Why?” He asked and I shrugged. “I don’t know. I just haven’t found anyone that I wanted to do anything with…” I said, biting my lip. “That’s understandable.” He responded. A scream erupted from the other room and I giggled this time. “How am I supposed to look at them tomorrow morning?” I asked. “It’s simple. You don’t,” Ashley joked and I laughed again.

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