What do we do with a love like this?

--Morgan’s POV--
“Ashley you pay, Andy and I are gonna try to find her,” I told him before grabbing Andy’s wrist and rushing out of the restaurant. I could feel my heart beating in my chest so quickly. This was my fault. I was the one who thought this was going to be a good idea, and it triggered something in Mikayla. I was wearing a pair of converse, so I started running. It might have not been in the direction she was in, but I still did. I felt something in me pull me towards this direction.
“Drive the other way, Andy!” I yelled behind myself, making my legs move faster.
I had ran for what seemed like miles before I stopped, out of breath I went to take my phone out of my pur-. My eyes widened. I forgot my purse at the restaurant. I didn’t have money or a phone. Andy must’ve found her. But now, in attempt to find her, I got lost. Haha. Funny. A 21 year old being lost.
I plopped down on a bench, holding my head in my hands and staring at the ground. I didn’t know the way back since I didn’t take the time to remember it, and I didn’t even know where I was. Well, shoot.

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