Author's note: Just for you all to know, they're whole relationship thing will develop fast.
Chapter 1: Arrival
I looked out the window of the passing trees and bit down on my lip.
"How much further?" I asked my dad, Hank who was in the front seat of the car, driving.
He had brown hair, blue eyes. Just like me but he and everyone else always told me I look like my mom.
She died a few months ago. She was shot and died on the way to the hospital.
. I didn't know or see her much because her job as a police officer always kept her busy.
All the time. She could never come to parent meetings at school or anything.
It was okay, though. I was done mourning her three months ago.
Now, we're moving in with Hank's friend, Kurtis Harris.
"We're almost there, Ginny." He said.
I nodded and stuck my head out of the window and let the wind blow through my hair.
I bit down on my lip as I saw a big house up ahead.
It was cream colored and had big windows with black shutters. And the front yard was huge.
"Is that it?" I asked.
He nodded. "That's it, babe."
I smiled. It's been a while since I last seen Kurtis but I knew that he was still my favorite 'uncle' as he calls himself.
He was fun to be around.
"Remember, his son is here for the summer."
I looked to him. "I never knew he had a son." I said.
My dad nodded. "Yeah, he's twenty. When Kurtis and his wife split, Morgan went to go stay with her, but this summer he wanted to spend with Kurtis."
"He's twenty? How come Kurtis never mentioned him?"
"I don't know. But Morgan's a good kid." my dad said nodding.
I hope Morgan's not mean to me. I'm so used to guys being mean to me back when school was in. And for no reason.
I hope Morgan isn't the same way.
I got plenty of friends that are girls but I'd like at least one guy as a friend.
The car pulls up into a driveway.
I stare at the house and admire that it's on its own little land. Not another house in sight.
"It's way bigger than our house." I said.
Hank nodded as he parked the car.
I looked over on the porch and there's a boy. He's tall with messy black hair. He's leaning against the house, with a cigarette in his hand, his eyes on the car.
I swallow and my dad look to me. "That's Morgan right there." He said and I looked back at the boy.
He just stood there, watching us.
I opened the door and saw Kurt coming out. He smiled. "Hey, my favorite girl in the world."
I ran to him and hugged him. "Hey."
He hugged me back tightly. "I haven't seen you since you were like fourteen."
"I know. It's my dad's fault."
He shook his head and looked back at Morgan. "Morgan, come meet Hank's daughter, Ginny." Kurt said.
Morgan flicked his cigarette into the yard and came over to us. As he got closer. I saw his eyes. Beautiful and bright.
I was stunned for a second.
What's wrong with me?
My cheeks burned and became red and goose bumps raised on my skin as I looked in the eyes of Morgan.
He stared back down at me and nodded once. "Hey."
I swallowed and blinked a couple times before nodding back. "H-Hi." I said.
Morgan smirked and then looked to his dad. "I'm gonna be out late tonight."
Kurt's eyebrows furrowed. "Why?"
"I have a game going. Jimmy's gonna have me out fifty dollars."
"What did I tell you about gambling?" Kurt asked.
Morgan shrugged his shoulders.
"Uh…I can use a little help here." My dad said. I turned to look at him and he's having trouble getting out my and his suitcases. He dropped one and I laughed and went to go help him.
"Morgan, go help them." I heard Kurt say.
My knees almost buckled from beneath me as I smelled his cologne as he approached.
He reached into the trunk right beside me and glanced at me before getting a suit case out. "How old are you?" He asked.
I looked into his gray eyes. "Sixteen." I answered.
He nodded and smiled. "I see." He said.
And I blushed.
He then smirked at me as my dad passed us. "Why are you blushing?" He asked.
I shrugged. "It's just something I do often." I said .
He nodded. "Nervous about something?" He asked.
I shook my head. "N-No." I whispered.
He tilted his head to the side and smiled as he walked the suit cases up through the yard and then to the house.
I grabbed my suit case and my dad's leather bag and pulled it out of the trunk and carried it into the house.
The house was big and beautiful. Smelled like fruit and air freshener.
Kurt came over to me. "Hey, your room is upstairs. It's okay if it's next to Morgan's. Right?" He asked.
My heart fluttered a little.
I didn't like this. This odd feeling I felt when I'm around Morgan. And even just the mention of his name made me feel weird and made my cheeks hot.
Morgan walked from downstairs. "She's getting the room next to mine?" He asked.
Kurt nodded. "Yeah, got a problem with that?"
He glanced at me, with this weird expression. "No. Not a problem."
"Care to give her a tour? I have to help Hank set up his stuff." Kurt said.
Morgan nodded. "Sure."
Then he motioned with his hand for me to follow him.
And I sat my suit case and bag down and followed him as he led me room to room.
When we got to the family room, he looked at me. "How old did you ay you were again?" He asked.
"Sixteen." I answered.
He smiled slightly. "You look younger than that."
"And you're sexy too."
I looked up at him. Those gray eyes…they make me feel really….I don't know what this feeling is.
"Really?" I asked.
He nodded. "Really." He breathed.
Then it got quiet for a little. And as it got quiet. I can feel the atmosphere change. It got warmer.
I looked down at my shoes and then back up into his gray eyes.
He licked his lips and sighed as he turned his attention back to the room. "Anyway, this is the family room and we have a barn out back. I don't touch it. Only my dad does but feel free to explore in there all you want."
"Oh, let me show you your room." I followed him out of the room and upstairs through the narrow hallway. He opened a wooden door for me and showed me my room I'll be sleeping in. "Thanks. This is perfect." The room was lavender and gray. My favorite colors.
"I like it." I said.
He smirked and leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms.
I wanted to know what he was thinking.
He gave me a look that made me blush.
I looked away and sat on the bed that was against the wall.
I can still feel his eyes on me and I bit down on my lip and tried to look anywhere but at him.
"Can I ask you something?" He asked.
I locked eyes with him and nodded.
He tilted his head to the side. "Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked.
I shook my head.
I shrugged. "Boys don't really like me." I said.
"It's a shame if they don't. I don't see a damn thing wrong with you."
"Do girls like you?' I asked. He smiled and looked to the floor. "Yeah, a little too much sometimes." I think I like him. I wasn't sure though. I never felt this way before.
But this guy….twenty. I know only four years older than me. Daddy would never accept me liking him. He's really strict when it comes to age and believe that whoever I'm with must be my age or I'm not able to date them.
"Oh." Was all I can say.
A car horn honked outside and I got up to look out the window. A black car was waiting in the driveway.
"Damn, that must be Jimmy." Morgan said and sighed. "I won't be back until night time but when I do get back, I'll give you a tour of the barn out back…..if you want."
I nodded. "Okay." I said.
He gave me a wink with his gray eyes and turned and left out.
I swallowed and closed the curtain and then sat back on the bed.
It was time to unpack.
"Finally." I whispered to myself and laid back on the bed.
I didn't understand this feeling though. It was weird.
I never really liked anybody that way before but I think I actually like Morgan.
He was cute…well…that's an understatement.
A huge one.
He was….beautiful and I wanted him to stay here with me. I got up onto my knees and pulled the curtain back. I watched as he walked to the car that was honking and got in.
I bit my lip as I watched the car drive away.
Oh no….I got a crush on him….already.