What do we do with a love like this?

--Morgan’s POV--
I called Jinxx.
“Hey Jinxx, is Mikayla there?” I asked him.
“No...?” He asked.
“What do you mean she’s not there? S-She said she was going to your house. She hasn’t returned a call in hours.”
“I’ll look out for her and tell you if I see her,” Jinxx said before hanging up. I then dialed Miki’s phone again and it went straight to voicemail.
“H-Hey Miki? Please pick up...I-I...Just please pick up…” I hung up and sat on the couch. I’ve called her so many times and texted her so many times but she still hasn’t answered yet. I was starting to feel so overwhelmed. I gripped onto my hair with my hands and I felt hot tears start to sting them. My silent tears became soft sobs. I was so worried about her.
“M-Morgan I am so s-” Andy started to say. And by the time he was halfway through that sentence, my fist was connected to his jaw in a hard punch. He grabbed his jaw and did nothing back. He knew he deserved that.
“I-I swear to god, Andy...If she doesn’t come back by the end of the day...I-I don’t know what I’m going to do to you. But just know that it’s not going to be good,” I told him before sitting back down. Ashley wrapped his arms around me, tears still wetting my cheeks.

Please Mikayla...pick up your phone.

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