What do we do with a love like this?

--Morgan’s POV--
“OOOHHHHH” CC impressioned what was going on upstairs, causing us all to laugh. Ashley elbowed me in the side and winked at me, causing my face to turn dark red. CC banged his hand on the wall and I shaked my head, still laughing. Dear lord. I took a sip of the vanilla vodka and coke I had, leaning back into Ashley. He one arm around me and I smiled.

The night ended and it was morning now, Ashley and I were in our bed together, and yes, we didn’t do anything last night. I heard him groan next to me as he sat up, cursing under his breath.
“Good morning…” I whispered, not even sitting up or opened my eyes.
“Good afternoon,” Ashley corrected me. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. Damn. It was 3 in the afternoon. What time did we even go to sleep at? I sat up, only to pull Ashley back down with me. I nuzzled into his chest and he chuckled.
“Babe...My head hurts like fuck,” He stated and I laughed.
“Consequence of drinking so much, Purdy.” I responded with a smile. He moved from underneath me and went into the bathroom, most likely grabbing something for his head. I laid in bed, stretching and staring up at the ceiling.

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