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angryginge13

angryginge13 If you thought my goal at Wembley was good, look what I scored this time😍 SHE SAID YES!!

taysmcr still don't know how you've managed this one... congrats guys!

burtwistlemichelle The loveliest and most welcome addition to our family, beautiful couple xxx

pieface23ttv Congrats guys! I better get an invite to the wedding.

yourusername still speechless. love you more than words

nykchazza can i irl the wedding?

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yourusername the easiest yes of my life😭 luckiest girl alive, i'm going to marry my best friend!!!

(thank god morgan convinced me to get my nails done before this trip x)

heatherbowling_ taking my wife away from me!! so happy for you, you're going to be the most beautiful bride😭

---> yourusername he could never take me away from you, ur mine forever

heinzbaines the king finally has his queen!! 👑

burtwistlemichelle Morgan is such a lucky boy to have you, can't wait for the big day!! xx

angryginge13 Love you so much sweetheart, us forever❤️

coming back from the trip, morgan couldn't wait to debrief with chat on stream. setting up his starting soon screen with a whole playlist of marriage themed songs of course. he convinced you to join him on stream. you featured from time to time but this was a big announcement he wanted you to make together.

"goodddddd eveninggggg chat!" morgan yelled. "how we all doing?"

user 1 WWWW

user 2 WWWW

user 3 we wanna see the ringgggg

user 4 OMG Y/NNNN

user 5 big update to share?

"should we address the elephant in the room?" morgan turned to you. "yeah... we're breaking up!" you jokingly said. "joking, we're getting married!!" you waved your ring around to the camera excitedly.

user 6 gonna blind us with that ROCK

user 7 omg it's stunning

user 8 mate how has ginge done that

"chat i am as confused as you, i don't know how she's still here" morgan jokes turning to you. "oh shut up!" you laughed playfully hitting his shoulder.

user 9 well we know, his wallet

"if you're gonna be a dick, you'll just get banned by the way" morgan says, referring to the select few idiots in the chat.

user 10 will you be irl for the wedding?

"absolutely will not be irl ing the wedding" morgan chuckles. "can you imagine? cmc following me down the aisle" you laugh. "that would be class to be fair" morgan laughed. "10k gifted and we'll irl the wedding" you joke. "i've trained you well" morgan smirks. "well that will probably pay for the wedding" you laugh.

chat has a very positive reaction to the announcement thankfully. lots of people asking how planning is going "chat, we got engaged literally last week, no planning has happened yet... although i do have a whole pinterest board" you smirk. "this bloody pinterest board" morgan laughs.

wedding planning was actually less stressful than you anticipated mainly because morgan would just agree with whatever you said.

"i think the cream looks better"

"yeah me too"

"do you think those flowers or those ones?"

"which one do you like?"

"i think those"

"yeah i agree"

one night you two were lying in bed. "you know you're allowed to have opinions too. like you can pick things" you tell morgan getting into your pyjamas. "no i know but i trust your taste" he smiled. "i know but it's your wedding too" you turned round, heading to lay next to him on the bed. "you make your decisions and i tap my bank card" he lightly chuckles. "morgan! no! you're coming cake testing with me tomorrow and deciding the flavour" you scold him. "see, now foods the thing i can get involved in. i just want you to have your perfect day, getting married to you is enough for me" you can't help but smile at him, you lean down and peck his lips sweetly. "well thank you but my dream wedding also has pieces of you in it. i want this to be a joint effort" you say. "okay i'll try be more present in the planning i can't say i'm going to be reciting names of flowers or picking colour palettes but i'll tell you which ones i think look nice" he agrees. "that's all i want, just say your opinions" you smile at him before cuddling further into his chest.

the planning continued and morgan kept his promise and started putting his opinion forward more. and by the end, you two had planned the most perfect wedding but not of course without michelle's help. your mum and family lived far away so found it harder to be involved but michelle had basically become your mum in the past few years and was more than happy to help you. "this is going to be so gorgeous, i can't wait" michelle affirmed helping you look through the final touches before confirming everything. "okay, i think we're ready to confirm" morgan turned to your wedding planner before looking at you to confirm the decision. you nod and smile nervously. you'd done it, you'd planned your wedding. "okay, so we'll put payment through and everything will begin being prepared for about 3 months time for the big day!" the planner smiled and you smiled back. this was really happening.

the day came around quicker than you could've imagined. you guys had booked out a hall about 90 minutes south of manchester to make it slightly easier for your family to reach but also because it was perfect. you booked everyone into a hotel nearby the night before so that everyone was ready for the morning. you were told tradition is that you're meant to spend the night apart so michelle made sure to request the two of you were on separate floors when booking, the hotel was 90% all your friends and family anyways so swapping was easy. you decided to have sleepover vibes and have you and the girls all stay in the same room with you, morgan however wanted his beauty sleep so hung out in tays and heinz's room with the rest of the boys before heading back to his own.

"are you nervous?" heather said looking up at you, all of you in matching pink pyjamas. "not about marrying him but about walking down the aisle. i know it's inevitable but like everyone's gonna be watching me, what if i trip?" you cringe. "you won't! unless you're sprinting down!" ellie laughed. "i'm so excited to see your hair and makeup!" cara smiled. "you're gonna look so beautiful!" katie smiled. you had grown so close to all the bov boy's girlfriends you were worried it would feel forced due to the nature of the boy's work but the 5 of you actually gelled so well, it only made sense for them to be your bridesmaid and their boyfriends be the groomsmen along with a couple of your's and ginge's friends from outside that circle. "me and y/n will take the double bed so we can spoon one last time before she's a married woman" heather half jokes. "don't worry hev, we'll be spooning even after i'm married" you reassure her. you all do your skincare, the bathroom like a circus everyone moving around. eventually you all settle down and it's time for bed.

meanwhile, in the boys room it's still chaos. chazza and heinz insisted on going live, enjoying some click bait title of 'morgan's last night of freedom, hiring strippers!' which of course was false but just beano's normal jokey self. "there better not actually be strippers!" morgan exclaimed. "no don't worry" beano reassured him whilst winking into the camera. "ginge, pre match interview. how are you feeling? do you think you're on form?" chazza points the camera at morgan. "i think the team is really to put on a solid performance and commit to winning the trophy" he joins the football bit. "any pre match nerves?" "a little bit but mostly confidence" he smiles and pretends to walk away signifying the interview over. "okay guys, i'm gonna head to bed i need an early night" morgan nods, saying goodnight to the boys and to chat.

both of you planning an early night, ended up tossing and turning. you laid awake trying not to move too much to disrupt heather's slumber. you sit up and look around the room and as predicted, you were the only one awake. you reach your phone and toy with the idea of messaging morgan, it's meant to be bad luck but who cares about that anyways but it seems he's beat you to it. as you pull out your phone, the only notifications are...

mum

Get some rest, can't wait to see you walk down the aisle tomorrow xxx

morgs

Can't sleep, thinking about how gorgeous you're gonna look tomorrow

you decide to give up trying to sleep. you creep out of bed and into the hallway. you knew morgan's room number and started heading that way before you could even convince yourself it was a bad idea. you knock gently on the door. morgan opens the door a minute later, you knew he'd be panicking and throwing clothes on. as predicted, he answers fully clothed. "hey, just me" you say softly, whispering. "what you doing here?" he laughs but letting you in anyways. "couldn't sleep" you frown. "neither" morgan agrees. "i know it's bad luck but i wanted to see you" agree shyly. "oh i don't care i wanted to see you too" morgan smiles. you climb into his bed, debating whether to get under the covers. "i'll only stay a bit, the girls are in my room" you say but sleep was already overtaking both of you. "okay" morgan nodded before holding his arm out for you to cuddle further into him which of course you did. the two of you made small talk, trying to stay awake but it seems the fact you couldn't sleep wasn't the problem, it was the fact you didn't have each other.

thank god morgan set an alarm as you were rudely awoken at around 7am. "shit" you cursed under your breath, knowing heather was already sending a search party out for you. "i better go back to the room" you turn to morgan who was slightly less awake than you. "okay" he huffs. he goes to kiss you goodbye, "no save it" you put your finger in the way "rude" he frowns. "we're getting married in like 3 hours, we'll be kissing all day" you laugh. "that better be a promise" he smirks. "bye morgan, love you" you go to leave. "wait that was my last words to you before we're married" you get excited. "well technically, it'll be 'i do'" he sasses. "oh shut up! bye" you leave the door, practically running downstairs to your original room. as soon as the door opens, everyone turns to stare at you and you feel your cheeks go red. "where have you been?!" heather exclaims. "went to see morgan" you hid your face, slightly embarrassed of the reaction. "isn't that bad luck?" katie says shyly. "maybe but oh well, it wasn't meant to happen i couldn't sleep and he texted" you explain. "okay booty call" ellie jokes. "i wish, we literally went straight to sleep" "anyways, hair and makeup is pulling up now so we need to get you ready" heather explains, grabbing her phone to tell them to come up. she truly was the best maid of honour. no one had seen you in worst states than heather. the late nights in the bar. the holding your hair back in the dirty toilets or holding your arms when you couldn't walk in a straight line and likewise to her. she'd also held your hand and comforted you in rocky times with morgan and you just couldn't think of anyone better than her.

you sat in the chair for about an hour as your makeup was done and rollers were applied to your hair. there was a knock on the door, "i have a delivery!" it was michelle with your dress and some flowers. "there's more for you downstairs, seems everyone had the same idea" she laughs. morgan, your mum and dad and michelle had all sent you flowers. michelle hung your dress up in it's bag. heather was the only bridesmaid who had seen it so you were excited to do the reveal.

"okay is everyone ready?" heather stood in front of the bathroom door. michelle, your mum and all your friends had now gathered in the room ready for your big reveal. heather opened the door for you and you walked out. tears immediately hit everyone's eyes, you looked beautiful. hair was sitting just how you liked it, the dress was flowing in the right places even you shed a tear looking at yourself. not just because of how you looked but because this was finally the moment you got your fairytale. your mum came over and hugged you, followed by michelle. "morgan's going to be gobsmacked" she says and you chuckle lightly. nerves starting to settle in slightly, you just wanted to marry him now.

michelle politely exited the room to go help morgan with his suit. "how you feeling?" she asked him whilst adjusting his collar. "excited but nervous a bit, big day. have you seen her dress?" he asked his mum. and all michelle could do was nod, tears threatening to brim again at the mental image of you. morgan noticed, "mum don't cry already!" he laughed, pulling her into a hug. "she looks beautiful, so stunning" michelle recalls. morgan now wiping his own tears, "really? is she okay?" he asked. "yeah she's okay, think just a bit nervous" "bless her, i can't wait to see her" morgan smiled to himself imagining you in white.

soon enough, it was time. the guests were filling up the rows. each row delicately decorated with lace and flowers. morgan made his way down the aisle receiving a handshake from some of his close family and friends. he stood at the end of the aisle and took a deep breath, preparing for the image of you walking towards him.

the ceremony started with one of your young family members throwing petals, morgan giving her words of encouragement before she ran the rest of the way heading straight for morgan, hugging his legs. the audience cooed, morgan knelt down to reciprocate the hug before escorting her off to her mum. next was the bridemaids and grooms. heather and tays leading the way, followed by the rest of the bov boys and girlfriends and some of yours' and morgan's other friends. heather walking past morgan and whispering in his ear, "you better cry" half joking. but he nodded, knowing he definitely would.

then it was the big moment, your arrival. the music picked up a tiny bit. you settled on a instrumental version of taylor swift love story, clique but you had to compromise with morgan somehow because you were not walking down the aisle to the man united anthem.

as soon as he saw you, tears pricked his eyes. you looked even better than he could've even imagined. "wow" he said under his breath, shaking his head trying to recalibrate himself. seeing him tear him made tears fill your eyes also. your dad on your arm also trying hard to keep it together but to be honest the whole room was in tears.

"don't make me cry, gonna smudge my makeup" you cursed morgan under your breath when you arrived to the altar, both of you laughing through the tears.

your officiator begun the ceremony and you and morgan tried to focus on what was being said. it was time for your vows, you decided to write your own and surprise each other.

“first, i am required to ask anyone present who knows a reason why these persons may not lawfully marry, to declare it now"

morgan's eyes immediately darted to the boys, knowing one of them would use this as an opportunity to mess around. i think morgan's death glare would enough to stop them from testing it.

you were then given to go ahead to start your own vows.

"morgan, i promise to love you through sickness and health and when you're streaming until 4am and screaming at fifa"

the room laughed.

"i promise that even when we're arguing about how many new mugs i've bought and who forgot to make the bed in the morning, i will still love you"

"too many mugs" morgan laughs and adlibs.

"i promise to show you as much love and generosity as you show me every day. i promise to have a brew waiting for you at the end of every stream and dinner ready at the end of every long shooting day. i promise to treat your wonderful loving family as my own and to TOLERATE all your annoying friends" you jokingly turn to face the bov boys, jakey unimpressed.

"how are we catching strays?" he shrugged, making the room laugh.

"morgan, you are the love of my life, there's no one else for me. and i promise to dedicate every day for the rest of my life loving you and working on us, i can't imagine my life without you and i wouldn't want to. i love you morgan"

by the end of your vows, tears were in full flow and you struggled to finish speaking. morgan rubbed your arm softly. "you're doing great" he smiled before the tears reached his eyes too, wiping them away.

"fuck now i've got to follow that" morgan laughed, trying to compose himself.

"y/n, where do i even start? i promise that even on the days you don't hear from me for hours, on the weeks we don't even get to share a bed i'm always thinking about you. i promise that everything i've done since knowing you has been with our future in mind. i promise to treat you like the princess you are"

you throw him a joking frown at the last part.

"you keep me on track and i promise that even when it doesn't seem like it, i am taking your advice on board. whether i follow it or not is a different story" you both laugh.

"you have stuck by me through the good and bad and i promise to continue to be there for you through everything, my achievements are yours because i couldn't do it without you. i promise to make sure you and our children never have to worry about anything, emotional, financial. nothing. i will take care of you until i'm physically unable. lastly, i promise to love you even on the days i am stood in the living room waiting 45 minutes for you to finish getting ready"

that last part made you laugh through the tears. "i love you" you mouthed to each other.

"can we have the rings please?" the officiator called. you chose tays and heather purely on the fact you chose heather as your maid of honour and choosing one of the boys based on any other reason would've caused an argument. they both walked over and held the rings.

"these rings represent a life of love, loyalty and commitment to each other. putting this ring on is a promise to each other" the officiator continued.

"morgan burtwistle, do you take y/n to be your wife? will you love her, comfort her, honour and protect her, and, forsaking all others, be faithful to her as long as you both shall live?"

"i do" you both couldn't wipe the smiles off your faces as he said it and you slid the ring onto his finger.

"y/m, do you take morgan burtwistle to be your husband? will you love him, comfort him, honour and protect him, and, forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?"

"i do" you smiled wide as morgan slid the delicate diamond onto your finger.

"well i am pleased to declare you both officially husband and wife"

morgan wasted no time in reaching for your face and kissing your face, so quickly it almost knocked you off your feet. once the kiss ended you pulled away but kept your forehead's close enjoying a moment of closeness amongst the chaos of the room. "been wanting to do that all day" morgan laughed. "me too" you smiled. you pulled away and the music resumed, signifying you needed to leave the altar. "come on then mrs burtwistle" morgan smirked, taking your hand and leading you down the aisle, waving to all your family and friends.

the reception was the best part of the day. it was basically one big party with you both and all your family and friends. you changed into a more comfortable dress so you could move around better.

you and morgan did your first dance, you didn't rehearse too much as morgan said a full routine would be cringe but you wanted to make sure you could both at least move around the dance floor without tripping over each other. you spent the first minute of the song swaying along the two of you alone. "this is the best day of my life" morgan whispered to you. "really? above scoring at wembley?" you joked. "okay, maybe second" he smiled, before spinning you round under his arm. soon enough all of your family and friends were also back on the dance floor and singing along together.

it was time to cut the cake and you were a few glasses of wine deep, "i think i should help with the knife" morgan laughed holding your hand as you glided through the cake "yeah good idea" you laughed. everyone cheered as the cake was cut and they could get some.

the night continued, you and heather moonwalking across the floor to michael, morgan tispy dancing to adele and just everyone having the best time.

"throw your bouquet!" michelle reminded you. "guys! gather round" you gathered all the girls around. "3, 2, 1" you throw it and katie catches it. "katie!!" you run over and hugged her. "chazza, pull your finger out!" morgan drunkenly slurs to charlie. "it'll come, it'll come" he reassures everyone.

it got to the point in the night where everyone was quite drunk. heinz was hounding the dj asking for the devellie backing track so he could perform it and tays was falling asleep.

the venue began to throw everyone out and you all headed back to your room. you heading to morgan's again. "ahh i can't wait to go to sleep" you yawned. "can you help me?" you asked morgan to unzip you. "absolutely" he joked, excited to see you naked. you threw him a jokey look. heather ordered you some white lacy pyjamas for the evening. "oo they're nice" morgan checked you out. you jumped onto the bed, "what a day!" you sighed. "the best day" morgan added. "i can't believe we're married" you smiled at him sitting above you. "well there's a very expensive diamond on your finger to remind you" he joked as you rolled your eyes. "i love you so so much" you say leaning up to peck his lips and let's just say you enjoyed your first evening as husband and wife...

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yourusername the most special day with all my favourite people, can't believe i got to marry the king of the jungle x

lisajaneriley The most beautiful bride😍 Congrats you two xx

fan 1 that dress!!!!

fan 2 can't believe we've gone from a mystery voice on stream to this

angryginge13 you forgot soccer aid man of the match

angryginge13

angryginge13 Getting married, completed it mate❤️ Done some pretty cool things over the years but this might be the best one so far!

miniminter What a beautiful day, congrats guys!

burtwistlemichelle Still in tears, love you both xx

heatherbowling_

heatherbowling_ my bestie got married!! 😭 the biggest privillege to be your maid of honour, the most special day

ell_2005x_ the most special day!

cara.magennis still not over it😭

"do we wanna do something for our 3 year anniversary next week?" you asked morgan as you laid on his chest. you'd managed to convince him to come back to the house for night instead of the bov house as you guys hadn't had a night alone in a while. "oh yeah, is it the tuesday?" morgan asks. "thursday" you corrected, of course he didn't remember. you let it slide, the days merge into one sometimes. "let me check the bov calendar" he says, pulling his phone out and you wait in anticipation. what excuse was it going to be today...

"ah fuck, we're doing a 7 day subathon" morgan says. "a 7 day subathon, really?" you look at him, like you don't believe him but also did and just didn't want to admit to yourself that he really didn't care.

"did you not book it off in your calendar? or at least the evening?" you ask, picking your nails, scared to make eye contact. "it's my birthday next month, bet you didn't book that off either" you sigh and can see morgan swiping across to check next month's schedule. "i'm in america" he says under his breath. "of fucking course you are!" you say angrily, sitting up off his chest. "woah woah, calm down" morgan says, trying to hold your arm to calm you down. "don't tell me to calm down, you forget our anniversary, you forget my birthday. you may as well forget i am actually your girlfriend now" you say, picking up anything you might need for the night. "what do you mean forget you're my girlfriend? there's a difference here. i didn't FORGET anything i just have to work" morgan stands up, also raising his voice slightly now. "that doesn't make any difference morgan, if anything it makes it worse. you remembered all these things and STILL didn't make an effort" you say, blood boiling at his words. "so i do nothing for you now? i'm here tonight aren't i? i cancelled a brand deal stream to be here" he says thinking he's proving a point. "sorry for asking you to sleep at YOUR OWN house by the way. if it's really a prison go back and stream, get your money and subs or whatever it is you want" you shrug, heading for the door. "oh shut up, you know i don't care about money. you're the one that cares about money, you're always talking about how much weddings cost, settling down with kids. i do all of this FOR YOU" morgan says, getting louder. tears brim in your eyes, "sorry i see a future with you, sorry i want to marry you and have kids with you. i never once mention money to you, think of one time i've ever asked you to pay for anything for me. i work hard, i work extra hours to make myself feel good enough to be 'angry ginge's girlfriend'" you confess and morgan doesn't know how to react, he felt awful you felt like that but was also still seeing red. "well that's bullshit, i always pay for your nails and hair and whatever else you get done" he retaliates. "i never ever once asked you to! and i appreciate it so much but there's so much else to it. i don't want your money or your fame or whatever you seem to think i do i just want YOU and time with my boyfriend without feeling like it's split with thousands of people. do you not want a future with me?" you asked, holding back tears. "of course i do, are you mad? i wouldn't spend 3 years of my life with you if i didn't see a future would i?" morgan rarely rose his voice at you so you didn't like it. "please don't shout at me, i just want to feel like you want me because it doesn't feel like that anymore" you shook your head, tears no longer at bay. morgan respected your ask and lowered his voice and tried to calm down, "i don't know what you want me to do. i do this for us, for our future. i work hard so that one day we can live happily and you don't have to work but you need to understand that means sacrifices now" he says and you roll your eyes. "i just don't think it's a lot to ask for you to not work on our anniversary and my literal birthday! but maybe i'm wrong" you shrug. "it's not, i just can't keep missing things for you" morgan says. "for me? so when i ask to see you, it doesn't benefit you whatsoever. sorry i'm not constantly sucking your dick or shagging you i guess it has no real benefit to you to spend time with me" you say, picking up the last of your things. "i can't believe you just said that. you know that's not true. i see you as way more than that, i just want to be taken seriously, i can't be assed with chat's 'part timer' comments or brand deals dropping out because i keep missing streams" he says like it's reasonable. "that's fine, your reputation matters more. i get it" you say heading to the door. "that's not tr-" you cut morgan off. "i'm sleeping in the spare room tonight and don't follow me. you've really upset me" you say before slamming the door shut.

"fuck" morgan cursed under his breath, running his hands over his face. he knew he'd been nasty then and he hated the thought of you going to be upset. but he really did care about his career but knew he had to find a way to find a better balance. he decided to call tays, knowing he'd understand. "hi my mate you okay?" tays answered the phone slightly confused why morgan was calling at this time. "yeah mate, um just had a row with y/n" morgan explains. "oh no" he heard heather in the background. "sorry hev's here" tays explained. "that's okay, i forgot to book her birthday and our anniversary off and she's pissed. rightfully so but i just don't know what to do" morgan explains sighing. "why the fuck didn't you book her birthday off?" heather cusses morgan off in the back. "yeah pretty poor that mate" tays agrees. "i know, i know but we're in fucking america" morgan explains, slightly cringing realising he has really fucked up here. "you're in america ON her birthday?" heather says making sure she heard him correctly. "yes yes i know. i just need to find a balance and asap" morgan said. "yeah you do mate" tays agreed. "what are we doing on your anniversary?" tays asked. "7 day subathon" morgan explained. "you're doing a 7 day subathon?!" heather exclaimed in the background. "yeah forgot to tell you that part" tays laughs. "well we need to discuss that anyways because surely we can't all day the whole 7 days?" tays asked. "well that was the plan but i think we need to readjust" morgan says. "listen we'll figure it out, you need to do something on your anniversary to make up for this and we'll just cover for you on stream" tays says. " i know i just can't be assed with chat taking the piss or sponsors thinking i'm not serious" morgan sighs. "morgan, respectfully why do you care what some 12 year olds think in your comments, y/n should be your number one priority. taking one night off here and there doesn't take away everything you've built. mikey comes and stays with me all the time and he's still just about a streamer" she teases him. "it's true. i admire you guys making it work as well as you do and for the advice. i'll book something for her anniversary and fuck knows what i'll do for her birthday" he sighs. "take her somewhere nice for dinner" heather and tays suggest. "and if you really can't be here for her birthday, ellie and i will make sure she has the best time and she'll be so drunk she won't even notice you're gone" heather says. 'thanks hev" morgan laughs a little. "don't worry mate, just make it up to her in the morning and we'll sort the timings out for the stream" tays explains. "thanks guys, gonna try sleep but hopefully it works out tomorrow" morgan says, hanging up the call and feeling slightly better.

he promised you that he would never go to sleep without saying good night and that he loves you so he sent you a text saying just that but expecting you to be asleep by now but to his surprise, you replied back with the same thing which settled his mind a little bit but also worried him that you weren't sleeping. he brushed it off and eventually fell asleep.

he woke up early the next morning, not sleeping well in your absence. seems you were the same as he could hear you moving around the house. "come on spike, wee wee" he heard you heading downstairs. he knew that would mean you were taking spike out so he headed downstairs and began to make you your morning coffee before taking it out to you. "made you this, you don't have to talk to me but just wanted you to have it" he says making sure to keep his distance from you. "thank you" you smiled, training him to make your coffee exactly how you liked it was one of the best things you ever did. morgan took a seat on the bench watching you play with spike the way you did every morning whether morgan was here or not. normally he was so on the go to get back to the bov house to stream or work that he never actually stopped to appreciate what he had right here. "did you sleep okay?" morgan plucked up the courage to ask you. "not really, did you?" you asked, turning round slightly to see morgan. "nah, not really and then i knew you weren't asleep so stressed me out even more" you flashed him a sympathetic smile. "i am sorry, you know" morgan said. "can we just wait for spike to finish his shit before we have this conversation" you asked, laughing slightly which eased the tension. "yeah fair" he laughed at you bent over ready to catch spike's shit.

"we have the sensational y/n on the pod!" the 'studio audience' of your's and her team claps and you blush slightly, laughing. "thank you so much for having me!" you talked about numerous things, but grace couldn't let you get away without talking about one thing...

"you recently came out! congrats" she smiled with genuine happiness for you. "thank you! yes, what a time" you laughed. "are you talking to anyone or what's the tea?" grace asks, digging for the gossip. "honestly no, think i need to go act mysterious at a women's football game, all the lesbians seem to be over there" you joke. "well exactly, how i met mine" grace shrugs. "what's your type? what you looking for?" grace asks. "anything i can get" you joke "haha, no i think blonde, taller than me umm maybe a bit soft masc like pretty girl but bit of an edge but you know nothing crazy, i'm open to offers" you shrug laughing. "i will make it my mission to find you a tall blonde soft masc, i will see who ella knows" grace nods. "appreciate it, thank you" you laugh nervously. you don't think too much of the podcast knowing it would probably create a bit of conversation online but nothing crazy. until you open your tiktok a few days after the podcast was uploaded to the clip of you talking about blonde footballers...

user1 surely this isn't a coincidence after aggie saying y/n is her favourite artist atm??

user2 girl literally just described aggie beever jones

user3 oh do we have a chelsea forward for you girl

user4 guys y/n doesn't even follow aggie, i reckon she's talking about someone else

who was aggie? you couldn't lie you didn't know much about women's football so seeing people guess her and numerous other players was making you laugh but you decided to do some research, searching aggie up first. immediately you knew she was your type and realised everyone had been right, you scrolled through the tiktok search results of her name until you stumbled across an interview clip of her.

"what music are you listening to these days?" she was asked. "oo good question. it's such a mix, olivia dean is always on but recently i've been adding some y/n into the mix, she's definitely one of my favourites right now, bangers for sure" she smiled and you felt your stomach doing somersaults. you went to stalk her instagram and immediately noticed: 'follow back' without even thinking you tapped the button and then a million thoughts rushed through your brain.

'are people gonna notice this then start even more rumours and then she's gonna think you're weird'

'what if she followed by accident'

you shut it off and just turned your phone off, trying to sleep but the noise in your mind keeping you awake. nothing happened for a while, the press and tiktok detectives were having a field day with the rumours and speculation but neither you or aggie had spoken to each other or addressed it. i mean she probably has a girlfriend anyways (you'd checked google a million times and it says no but you never know).

the next month, you were invited to the NTAs with the same brand as grace and her girlfriend ella. you arrived together and spent the evening together, you and grace necking prosecco like it's water. you watch many amazing people win awards for their tv moments, including the lionesses. ella nudging your arm when they stepped on stage "your wife's on stage" she joked, referring to aggie and you just playfully rolled your eyes. "i wish" you said, drunken mind speaking before thinking and covering your mouth in shock and laughing with grace.

once the awards finished, it was time to head to the after party. you and grace were bringing the party before it even started, ella however on best behaviour looking after the pair of you. you spend about 10 minutes at the bar and doing a lap of the room before ella notices someone. "leah williamson is over there" she points. both you and grace's heads snap towards the bar and see leah talking to her girlfriend. "go talk to her" grace says, ushering ella over. "come on then guys" you all awkwardly trail over, keira walsh also now joining leah and elle at the bar. "congrats on the win guys!" ella beams. "oh my god ella! we've not seen you since like under 19s. how are you?" leah and keira hug her before turning round to you and grace. leah takes one look at you, "i know you" she pauses and points. "you're getting with our aggie" she smirks. you raise an eyebrow in confusion, "she wishes" grace jokes and you look at her in shock. "oh! so that's what it is, you like her? she's over there somewhere, i can introduce you" leah says, slightly laughing at your panicked face. you blamed the alcohol for the rush of red to your cheeks but everyone knew what it really was. "i mean, um yeah? i don't know" you say avoiding eye contact, looking for the nearest exit. the truth is you did find her very attractive and all the videos you'd seen of her online made you believe she was a nice person and that the two of you would get on well but actually meeting her was awkward and terrifying. what if she thinks i'm weird after all the rumours or - "hi" you hear a new voice enter the conversation. you look up, it was aggie.

"oh hi" you smile, scared to look into the girl's blue eyes. "great to finally meet you" she smiles, reaching out for a hug which you lean in for. "great to meet you too, this will be in the daily mail in the morning" you joke to try break the ice. she laughs with you and immediately you're at ease. "congrats on the win by the way" you say. "thank you, was very special to win on my birthday" she smiles. "oh my god, you won on your birthday that's so cool!" you beamed, genuinely interested. the conversation flowed between the two of you. "do you think they'll notice if we walk away?" leah whispered to the other girls as they all took slow strides away from you trying not to disrupt your conversation flow. spoiler alert, you didn't until you were interrupted by the bar tender. "do you guys want to order?" she asks. "oh um can i have a vodka diet coke please?" you ask, probably not needing much else to drink but ordering off instinct. "i'll have the same please" aggie says politely. you hadn't properly taken in her outfit, the light was hitting her in just the right way. her eyes and golden locks shining and you caught yourself smiling just before she caught you staring. "have i got something on my face?" she asks, teasing you slightly. "sorry, no" you both laugh slightly too much and the bar tender waits for you to finish before handing the drinks over. "where'd the others go?" aggie asks, you both look around and they're nowhere to be seen. "shall we just sit here?" she asks and you nod and sit at the small table with her. "wait is that tom hanks?" you point and aggie's head turns "where!" you both look over and realise it is in fact, tom hanks. "why is he at the NTAs?" you laugh leaning in closer to whisper. "that's so random!" aggie also laughs. you spend the next 15 minutes celeb spotting, both of you fangirling at all of the people in the room but both of you too stuck in the moment to get up and talk to them. "so, which one of my songs is your favourite?" the vodka giving you a confidence boost. "who says i like your music?" she raises her eyebrows at you. "you did" "oh so you've been searching me up online" she leans back. "well you know did a little background search, had to know who i was being accused of dating" you shrug. "fair, i didn't really have to do a background search on you" she says, cheeks turning slightly red. "oh really?" you tease back.

on lookers would think you were on a date, curled up on a tiny table. laughing at pretty much any word the other said, eye contact never breaking but the world passing around you. the party was starting to pick up now as music got louder, one song in particular catching the attention of aggie. "is that star girl, mcfly?" she beams. "i think so" you smile and before you know it, half the england team appears behind her and they're all up on the floor jumping around to the song. "come on!" she holds her hands out for you to follow her. thankful for the previous vodka you consumed, you joined her and the rest of the lionesses on the dance floor singing along unapologetically, gaining a few stares from the upper class celebs but none of you cared in that moment. you lock eyes with ella and grace and head over to them, "how's it going?" ella asks moving her eyes between you and aggie and you blush. "good, we've just been chatting but i don't even know if she's single so like it's just friendly" you say. "babe you two were eye-fucking each other, nothing friendly about that" grace says it straight and you can't help but feel giddy. "she's looking for you" ella says, causing you to turn around and you do notice her looking around but not confident it's you she's looking for, you just carry on dancing but soon enough she appears by your side. "this is my favourite song!" she screams over the words before putting her arm around your shoulder, causing you to sing along.

the party continues a bit longer, people coming and going but you and aggie remained amongst the last group dancing. the dj then went onto play one of your own songs and you wanted to die in embarrassment. aggie immediately begun singing, knowing all the words. jumping around with tooney and chloe kelly and you rolled your eyes playfully before giving in and jumping around with them. after that song, you surrender and go and take a seat, feet aching. "that was one of the best moments of my life, singing along to that song with some of my team and the literal singer of one of my favourite songs" aggie beams, joining you at the table. "oh shut up!" you say, "you literally won the euros, that was not the best moment of your life" you laugh. "hey, i never said best i just said one of the best" she smirks. "oh right okay" you roll your eyes at her teasing. "i can't lie i'm probably gonna leave soon, i think grace and ella already left" you say, tiredness hitting. "yeah i think i saw them leave" aggie confirms. "where do you live? not in a creepy way but more in a sharing transport way" aggie asks, panicking she sounds weird. "okay stalker... i live in richmond" you say. "oh my god! we're basically neighbours" aggie beams like you'd just told her the best news ever. "no way! where do you live?" you ask. "wimbledon" she confirms. "woah that is close" you agree, laughing slightly at her enthusiasm. "have you ever been to a chelsea game? stamford bridge is quite close to you" aggie asks you. "don't murder me... but no" you admit shyly. "what?! well we'll change that season starts in a couple weeks, i'll get you to a game" aggie nods.

you head outside and aggie kindly calls an uber to stop at both your places. "12 minute wait" she sighs. you look around, noticing a brick wall behind you and taking a seat. "good idea" aggie affirms. she joins you, the two of you sitting shoulders touching which was nice in the cold nighttime air. "how's your evening been?" aggie asks turning slightly to face you. "i mean an open bar is always good, company was average" you joke. "average?! that's so mean!" aggie almost shouts. "i'm joking, i'm joking" you end up leaning more inwards to her as you spoke passionately, your head colliding with her shoulder but she doesn't flinch and it actually feels quite nice to rest your tired head, so you end up staying there and aggie doesn't complain. "were you talking about me in that clip?" she asks out of nowhere, clearly feeling brave. "what cli- oh, the grace one" you say and you can feel her nod. "well, honestly? i didn't even know you existed then" you say and aggie pretends to clutch her chest. "but BUT" you talk louder to block out her complaints, sitting up now to grab her shoulders to face you. "BUT i would say you match the description pretty well. i guess i was talking about you without knowing i was talking about you" you shrug. "did you see the clip of me talking about you?" aggie asks. "the music one?" you ask and aggie shakes her head. "oh thank god you haven't seen it" she sighs in relief. "wait whatttt, you need to tell me now" you grab her arm. "no i can't" she puts her head in her hands. "aggie beever-jones tell me NOWWW" you start tickling her and she immediately yelps. "FINE! there's a clip of me talking to the chelsea girls about you and your music and they all tease me for fancying you" she says through gritted teeth. "no way, how have i not seen this?" you ask. "well i'm glad you haven't to be honest" she says. "so do you fancy me?" you smirk and if on cue, the uber pulls up in front of you. "saved by the bell" you say before turning to the uber. aggie lets you lead the way in first, you sit down and the confidence of asking the question had faded away and you were now panicking she might not actually like you or you'd been weird.

conversation does occur in the car but not as much as previously but energy levels were also lower than before. the driver pulls up to your flat first. as you were going to leave, aggie grabs your hand. "the answer is yes. by the way" she says and you're confused for a second before you remember what question she was referring to. you couldn't stop the smile that spread on your lips. "well my answer would be yes too" you say. "now go, you're gonna wreck my uber rating" aggie says as the driver huffed, bored of waiting. "sorry sorry yes, text me!" you say running inside. once you reach inside, you realise you didn't get her number but were too tired to deal with that right now so went to bed.

you wake up to your phone blowing up with notifications from your publicist, your friends and basically everyone you knew all addressing one thing...

you weren't surprised there was a lot of people there last night so the chance of someone being a journalist or selling the story was quite high. you didn't even want to stay on your phone, the messages overwhelming but one did catch your eye:

instagram

aggieebeeverjones

guessing you've seen the news...

she was the only person you replied to:

lol yes, i want a 50% cut of whatever the person that sold the story got

she replied almost straight away:

me too!! the audacity

i wasn't joking about them chelsea tickets btw, lmk if you wanna come and i'll link you up with tickets and maybe even some backstage access x

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it was a tuesday night, you hadn’t seen morgan in just over a week but hadn’t had sex in longer. the last time he stayed over he was understandably too tired to pursue anything of the kind after a 13 hour shoot day so you just cuddled into you fell asleep before he had to leave early the next morning but tonight he was coming over in a much better mood.

he walked into your apartment door “hello?” he called out. you basically sprinted from the kitchen to your living room “morgan!” you yelled and basically jumped on him, legs wrapping around his waist. “missed you” he says, kissing the top of your head. “missed you more than you can believe” you replied. “oh really?” morgan raised an eyebrow, making it slightly sensual. “yeah none of that right now, dinners in the oven” you say, letting yourself down off him and heading back into the kitchen. “yeah and i could put something in YOUR oven” he winks, jokingly but you just roll your eyes.

he sits and observes you cooking and you catch up on the minor details you missed on your daily phone calls. it was nice to be back in morgan’s company and you really had to treasure this time for how little it happened.

dinner went down a treat and you both decided to head to bed to watch a movie, both knowing the tiredness of the day would catch up eventually. you get into your pyjamas and sit in bed already knowing what you want to watch and finding it on the tv. “high school musical!?” morgan exclaims. “yeah why not?” you ask like it’s a stupid question. “fine whatever” he shrugs and gets into bed and 5 minutes into the film he’s singing and clapping along to all the songs as you knew he would be and that’s why he’s your man.

the movie ended and the pair of you were honestly exhausted so decided to lay down. you leaned into morgan’s chest and he put his arms around you, pulling you in. you stayed like that for a while, just talking and life and things before it hit you. that aching feeling in your thighs, previously reminders of the things morgan had done to you in this very bed flow through your mind and you decided now was the time. you reach out of morgan’s hold, “i just have some business i need to attend to” you say. “oh do you now?” morgan sassily raises an eyebrow. “yep one sec” you reach over and rumble through your bedside drawer.

after around 20 seconds, you find what you’re looking for. your pink vibrator. you pull it out the drawer and it’s box and roll back over, morgan confused what’s going on. “what’s that?” he asked before seeing you pulling your bed shorts and thong off and the dots connected. “are you serious?” he almost laughed but knew you were the second you turned it on against yourself and he noticed your face scrunching up. “right okay, i’ll just sit here then” he says, crossing his arms. you pushed the bullet even closer to your clit, moans escaping your mouth but eyes staying firmly on morgan’s. “so this is my replacement now is it?” morgan asked, laughing in disbelief at your behaviour but trying to fight how it was in fact turning him on. “well, leave me for-“ pleasure hit you and stopped your ability to talk. “you leave me for weeks at a time i had to improvise” you shrug. morgan couldn’t argue with that, he did leave you for long periods of time and i guess he forgot you have your needs just as much as he does. “thought i’d show you how i’ve been coping without you” you say, biting your bottom lip. morgan just smiles and settles back against the headboard, eyes never leaving you.

you turn the bullet up to the next setting, pleasure hitting immediately and in sync with your noises you notice morgan squirming more and more in his seat. you eventually take your top off, leaving you completely naked and that’s what morgan finds hard to resist. you can see it building up in his pants and that got you going even more. you leaned over the bed, trying to connect your lips with morgan but he stopped you. “no” he shook his head, you look confused. “you said you don’t need me anymore, you’ve got your vibrator” he teased you, knowing it would frustrate you. “but-“ you try to speak but are immediately hit with the loudest moan so far. “morgan” you say voice becoming desperate, staring up at him with your desperate eyes. it was taking everything in him to resist you but wanted to prove a point. you kept going moving the vibrator around in different motions and your eyes never left morgan’s nor did his leave yours. “you like watching don’t you?” you say to him. “maybe yeah” he shrugs, pretending to be nonchalant. “take your pants off” you say to him and he follows what you say. his lengthy member now freed from the cage of his boxers and you could see what state you’d really put him in. you smirk, proud of your work so far. morgan laid back, trying hard not to touch himself at the sight of you in front of him.

you kept going with the toy and had seen enough of morgan’s dick to know now was the time to insert the vibrator in you to really remember what it felt like. all be it, slightly smaller. your moans reached an all time high and morgan’s eyes widened. “i can’t believe you’re doing this” he says, laughing slightly. you kept pushing the bullet in and out of you, getting closer and closer to your climax. “morgan?” you didn’t plan on it being a question but a shock hit through your body causing you to stop midway. “yeah” he replies, hands getting dangerously closer to his length. “touch me” you say through sighs, almost inaudible but still demanding. “no” he shakes his head, laughing softly at you. “please” you moan. “no you wanted to be miss independent, do you it yourself” he say knowing it was really aggravating you now. “fuck. morgan please” your mouth was wide open now, bullet going in and out. your moans sounded like morgan was fucking you himself and that’s when he did it, he started touching himself to the sound of you. you both kept going, touching yourself. “and this is how i’ve been coping, thinking about having you bent over on this bed. making you scream my name” morgan was whispering in your ear now. it sent goosebumps down your spine. “i’m so close” you moan out. “well no you’ve got to wait for me now” morgan teases and that’s when you’ve had enough. you turn the vibrator off, ruining your own orgasm slightly and turning over and straddling morgan and taking his dick inside you. moans escaping loudly as you lower yourself onto him but a slight bit of support from morgan. “fucking ‘ell” morgan moans out, heading tipping backwards. your face scrunched up in pleasure, you moans now in harmony with each other, “knew you really needed me” he smirks and you smile at him through the pleasure. he sits up slightly to reach you and kisses you with the most desperation, so desperate to have you and touch you, knowing the last 20 minutes and 2 weeks without touching you had been tough. “morgan i think im gonna cum” you said out of breath. “okay, ready?” morgan said, thrusting his own hips into you as well now to keep the momentum going. and on the imaginary count of 3, the two of you reached your climax at the same time, moans sounding like an out of time choir or maybe whah you imagined the sounds of heavens gates opening but you both saw the white light.

"when did y/n begin singing? i was actually 5 years old when i wrote my first song allegedly but i took singing classes from around aged 8"

"how did y/n become famous? i used to post covers on youtube and then it kind of grew from there"

"where is y/n from? i am from manchester and proud. i literally make the 3 hour commute 5 days a week to avoid living in london, sorry" you shrugged.

"what does y/n do on her days off?' are people really googling that?" you laugh as the producers nod. "well recently i have been massively into watching youtube. i love music but sometimes i need a break from it so i like watching flo, liv dimartino for wholesome vibes but the bov boys are also really funny, my fellow mancs, well most of them. yeah, probably can find me watching youtube most days" you smile, not really thinking anything of it.

the questions continued more just about music and random moments in your life. "okay, next one" you say ripping the paper off. "who is y/n's celebrity crush?" you read it and feel your cheeks go red. "oh gosh!" you think about it for a moment but know you don't need to. "well, at the moment would probably have to be angry ginge. i think morgan is so funny, and he's not bad to look at" you say the last part slightly quieter, laughing nervously. "let's move on!" you say and are passed another board.

the interview is posted around a week later and you didn't really think much of it. you do interviews all the time, reposting the links to your stories and going about your day. however, this time was different.

morgan set up his camera and pressed 'go live' and immediately his chat was going crazy. even during his intro.

user1 do you guys think he's seen the clip?

user2 waiting for the y/n songs to start playing

user3 he's totally gonna come on screaming about this

user4 he has to have seen it surely

user5 guys do we ship it?

"hello, good evening! welcome in!" morgan begins streaming like normal. "why are you guys spamming asking if i like y/n?" he says, confused. "yeah her music's good. i think she's a very beautiful woman, what else do you want me to say?" he continues, brows furrowed, trying to find an answer in the chat. "she spoke about you in an interview" he reads. "what? me? why?" he almost laughs. "MORGAN LOOK AT THIS, Y/N WATCHES US" beano comes bursting through the door, phone in hand. it was in fact the clip of you talking about watching bov boys. "wait let me pull it up on my computer" he says, ryan pauses it but struggles to stand still, losing his mind. morgan finds the interview and skims through it to find the exact moment. "so i like watching flo, liv dimartino for wholesome vibes" you say through his speakers. "right yep" morgan nods, watching intensely. "but the bov boys are also really funny, my-" you don't even get to finish your sentence before ginge leaps out his chair and hugs beano, they begin jumping up and down. "no way, what the fuck" morgan yells. your voice still playing. "wait we need to watch all of it" morgan says, reaching out for his mouse. "y/n thinks i'm funny?" ryan says in disbelief, pointing to himself. "yeah you're not a manc though" morgan shrugs sassily. but chat spams.

user1 THERE'S MORE

user2 YOU'VE MISSED LIKE THE BEST PART

"guys she's talking about touring now, she's not talking about us" morgan says, responding to chat. "go to 8 minutes 30" morgan reads the chat and skims forwards. beano hyperventilating in the corner. "she finds ME? funny" ryan was still going. "BEANO SHUSH" morgan yells out, locking into the video in front of him. "who is y/n's celebrity crush?" you read it. "surely not" morgan says to himself but loud enough for everyone to hear. "well, at the moment would probably have to be angry ginge." "WHATTTTT" morgan jumps out and yells. "WHAT THE FUCK" ryan says. both of them stand there in shock. "wait what did she say about you?" ryan grabs the mouse and rewinds. "i think morgan is so funny" you say "she thinks you're funny!" ryan nudges morgan's shoulder. "well she's not special everyone does" morgan shrugs. "and he's not bad to look at" you add. "SHE LIKES GINGERS!" beano yells out. "not bad to look at, i'll take that!" morgan says. "what the fuck? this is not how i expected to start this stream" morgan says, trying to catch his breath, face turning redder than his hair.

at a meeting with your manager the next day, "have you seen the clip went viral?" she asks you. "yes, i am aware" you put your head in your hands slightly embarrassed but slightly amused. "did you see he reacted?" she asks you. "what no?" you say, heart dropping. she shows you the clip and you wanted the ground to swallow you up but it was also quite funny knowing your favourite youtubers were joking around about you, no matter how famous you truly were these moments always shocked you. "the bov boys manager has been in touch, they think it would be funny to play into this, if you were down?" she asks. "what? they want to make content with me?" you ask, shocked. "well yes, the clip has done mega numbers for both you and them and you do need to get your name out there more before the album release" she says and i guess she was right but the thought of meeting the guys you had watched online for so long and the boy you had openly admitted to fancying was slightly scary.

you began with a staged cameo in an irl stream. the idea was that they'd set the pair of you up on a blind date. obviously you knew what you were going into but it was all a bit for the stream.

"so guys today, we're taking morgan on a blind date" jakey intro'd the stream. they followed him picking an outfit and getting ready. "do you think she'll like my lidl bucket hat?" he pulls it out his wardrobe. "you'll get pure huzz with that i reckon" beano nodded. "well no because i'm trying to find THE one" morgan clarifies.

the boys lead morgan into manchester city centre and to the restaurant they had booked out for the date to avoid disruptions from the public. "you've rented out a whole restaurant?" morgan pretends to be unaware of what's about to happen. they head inside and are greeted by a waiter who leads them all inside, "just through here" and as he walks through, you're sat at the table. you both pretend to act shocked. "no way! what are you doing here?" morgan says, loitering near the table. you stand up to hug him, "if i'd known it was gonna be you i'd have stayed at home" you joke. "cheeky bitch" morgan turns to the camera, office style.

the fake date continues with the boys taking on the roles of the waiters and adding some extra chaos to the date, of course. the banter between the two of you flows and the viewers are loving it. of course it was dramatised for the stream but you couldn't help the butterflies you were feeling, they were very real. the date was coming to an end, jakey arrives with the bill. "you're a popstar, surely you can get it" morgan jokes. "mate, spotify aren't paying me enough for this" you joke back. "anyway i've seen your twitch subs, millionaire" you sass. "not you as well!" he huffs. "we'll split it" you say. "yeah?" morgan questions. "yeah 95% to you, 5% to me" you smile, obviously joking. payment was handled externally between your managements as you had hired the venue for the stream.

the stream was over and you and the boys chatted briefly outside the restaurant. "good stream i think" morgan nods. "great stream, chat was loving it" chazza confirms. "i can't believe you came out dressed like that!" you laughed to jakey at some of the outlandish costumes he wore throughout the stream. "so when's the next date?" tays asks, wiggling his brows. "shut up" morgan laughed and you blushed lightly. morgan discreetly got your number before you left, 'to further discuss business plans' of course.

the two of you didn’t stop chatting, the conversation just flowed and you didn’t really know how but it did. the two of you agree to go on your first date and that’s the start of something beyond both of your wildest dreams. you did not know mentioning morgan in that interview would lead to this, 5 months later laying in his bed. “so how many songs have you been writing about me?” morgan says sarcastically. “a few” you say shyly. “a few?!” morgan laughs. “you’ll have to wait and see when the album comes out” you shrug and he sighs, wanting to know now but you loved teasing him.

a couple more months passed and the album was finally ready to release into the world, ‘dangerous woman’ your sophomore album. you know the press were going to sensationalise the things you sing about but you didn’t care anymore you saw it as an opportunity to tell the world what has really been happening in your life. and that morgan was in fact yours.

“okay chat. y/n has kept this whole album a secret from me i’ve heard nothing so i thought we’d do a little live listening party together and you can see my reactions. the woman of the hour is in the house but i think she’s hiding because she’s scared for my reaction” morgan laughs.

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“there you go, she’s hiding in the living room” morgan confirms reading your comment. “okay im gonna hit play” he presses play and your dulcet tones left his speakers. “she sounds amazing” morgan says smiling under his breath.

I kiss his fingertips as I'm wishing he's all mine

He's giving me Elvis with some James Dean in his eyes

“bloody hell never been compared to james dean before” morgan scoffs, chuffed at the metaphor you used. he continues listening through “she’s so like good with words i don’t know how she does it” he gushes.

it was your birthday today and thankfully it fell on a saturday setting your plans up nicely for a celebration in the evening.

you had a chilled morning, receiving some lovely presents off morgan and your family. your only request for the day was for morgan to take the day off work and streaming and he happily obliged so you spent the day with some rare quality time together. it was now 7pm and you were getting ready for an evening at the bar with yours and morgan's friends.

morgan was laid on the bed, scrolling tiktok or something similar whilst you were flicking through your wardrobe trying to decide which of the many dresses you had accumulated was perfect for the evening. "morgan, this one or this one?" you ask and he doesn't look up from his phone. "whichever one you think darling" he says. "morgannn" you sighed and he looks up and stands up, "well i can't tell from the hanger, you're gonna have to try them all on" he looks at you teasingly. "fine i'll do a fashion show. if i have to!" you sigh playfully. whenever you got new clothes or asked for morgan's opinion on something, he made you model and demonstrate.

you went into the ensuite to get changed and do a grand reveal. you walked in the room with the first one it was a little black co ord and you did like it but it wasn't the best option. you walked out to a wolf whistle from morgan. "like that, boots or heels?" he says putting a finger to his lips in a high pitched voice, playing fashionista. "well heels means you're carrying me home" you joke. "boots then" he laughs, joking. "let's see the next one" he says and you head back into the bathroom and change into the next one. you felt a lot more confident in this one, it was sparkly and hugged you in all the right places. you walk out the bathroom and morgan's jaw dropped. "that's the one" he points. "100%, that is the one" he repeats, walking closer to you. "you look 10 out of 10, amazing" he says and walks closer to touch you, checking you were still real. he holds your shoulders, "you look fucking unreal" you look up at him smiling with your beading eyes. he can't resist you, he pecks your lips. it gets deeper slightly before there's a knock on the door that interrupts. "what time we meeting everyone?' beano calls out. "9:30" morgan replies. "thank you" he replies before you hear him walk back down the corridor. "actually no one else deserves to see you looking like this" morgan says and you laugh nervously. “well seems they’re gonna have to” you smile and walk off into the bathroom to put on your dressing gown. “where you going?” morgan asks. “to take it off” you say like it’s obvious. “do you like need a hand or anything?” morgan scratches his neck. you wanted to wind him up, “no i’m good” you smile, going to close the door. “well let me know if it changes” he says. sadly walking back to the bed.

you start doing your hair and makeup but not without ginge inspecting your every move.

“is that BROWN mascara?”

“why do you wear blush if you use makeup to take the red out of your face?”

“i don’t like that lip gloss, it sticks when i kiss you”

“is that hairspray for your face?”

you were finally ready and turned to morgan. “you haven’t even got dressed!” you sighed. “i was too busy watching you apply hairspray to your face” he calls out. “it’s not hairspray!” you laugh. “looked like it” he sighed. “come on show me what you’re wearing” you guide his shoulders to the wardrobe. he picks out a black polo top and a jacket, “this?” he asks you (what he wore for the recent bov boy party stream) “yeah that’s nice” you smile. morgan was now nervous of what to wear to match you.

he got changed and do a little reveal to you from the bathroom. heinz had also come in to watch morgan’s reveal, “come on the king” he called out and as morgan exited the bathroom he flicked his jacket out and did a spin and you and ryan both cheered. “do you like?” morgan asked. “you look great” you smile. “i would” heinz says and you and morgan both laugh. “taken mate but we can make something work” morgan says like he’s doing a business deal. “you can take him honestly” you hold your hands up. “do you guys want buzz balls?” ryan asks. “yeah?” you ask slightly unsure if it was an appropriate time to start drinking, of course it was. ryan walks back in with a stack of 8 buzzballs. “bloody hell ryan, your dad was right you do have a problem” morgan laughs.

we start drinking a buzz ball each and the others arrive. we gather downstairs in the kitchen and you ask heather if she can take some pictures of you for instagram. you start posing against the back wall and morgan notices, “go on, that’s my fucking girl” he yells out and wolf whistles, making you laugh. you get the shots you wanted…

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yourusername can't believe i'm turning 21 for the third year in a row!

angryginge13 you're so fit

angryginge13 how did i pull you?!?

heatherbowling_ everyone say happy birthday to y/n right now!!!

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---> angryginge13 you're telling me?!

you all carry on drinking a bit more before it’s time to head off into the uber to the bar. you waited for morgan as he quickly necked the last of his drink and the pair of you needed to lock up. “you okay?” he asked, not expecting you to wait. you could tell by his walk over to you that he was slightly tipsy. he rests his hand on the small of your back but soon reaches your ass and gives it a light squeeze. “you look so beautiful, don’t think i’m gonna be able to stop telling you” he whispers, face getting closer to yours. “you can keep telling me” you smirk, also slightly tipsy and connecting your lips. “GUYS UBERS WAITING HURRY UP” chazza shouts and you both scurry to the front door.

you make it into the club and morgan is instantly into protection mode. every guy that even glances your way is hit with a death glare. you were blissfully unaware of this, just having fun with your girls and that was exactly how morgan wanted it to be.

you all walked to the bar and morgan’s hand did not leave your back, whether you were in front of him or to the side of him. tays and chazza were stood behind the pair of you, tays tapped charlie’s shoulder and pointed to morgan’s hand and the pair of them laughed amongst themselves. “she’s not gonna float away mate” charlie calls out. him, tays and jakey burst out laughing. “you’ve not seen her when the jägers come out, she loses all sense of direction. just runs to the nearest one” morgan says. “that is true actually” ellie, jake’s girlfriend confirms from your previous nights out. you playfully slap morgan but he just kisses your temple and orders you 2 jagerbombs and a drink, doing the same for himself. you both grimaced at the shot but got it down in one.

you all sat down in a big booth and were chatting away. you were sat next to morgan, he had situated himself slightly behind you and rested his arm on the back of the booth behind your back. every now and then he’d give you a little back tickle to remind you of his presence but you were too busy laughing at one of the girl’s jokes. the more drunk he got, the more he wanted your attention. you felt a squeeze to the top of your thigh and of course it was morgan, you looked up at him with concern. “you okay?” you smiled at him. “yeah, you?” he acted like nothing happened. “yeah i’m good” you pecked his lip before you turned around and carried on talking but his hand stayed there, getting dangerously closer to the top of your legs. ryan got up to go toilet and at his height, could see morgan’s hand under the table. “ugh! why’s morgan basically fingering y/n under the table?” he exclaimed, over exaggerating massively. “WHAT?” you almost yelled. “can assure you absolutely no fingering going on” you held your hands up in defeat. “not yet anyways” morgan said under his breath, smirking. “he gets a bit touchy when he’s had a drink i’ve noticed” tays points out, pointing his finger to morgan. you just nodded and laughed. ryan acts like a child that’s just seen their parents shag and storms off to the toilet. “was he touching you?” heather whispered in your ear slightly teasing but also wanting to know. “no no! i can promise you absolutely not, his hand was just on my thigh” you reassured. “do you want a drink?” morgan asks and you both head to the bar. you stand in front of him again and morgan wraps his arms around your waist and rests his head on your shoulder as you look up at the bar menu, tiredness slightly kicking in. “you need a jagerbomb or a vodka red bull” you turn your head slightly to him, realistically he doesn’t need another drink but you were also not quite sober enough to make a judgement. ryan is now out of the toilet and walks past the bar on his way back to the table, “not even for 5 seconds!” he pulls a disgusted face, referring to morgan all over you and practically runs back to the table.

you collect the drinks and head back to your table and it seems like everyone’s holding a therapy session for beano who looks like he’s just returned from war. “right, all i’m saying is, look at her. how the fuck could you keep your hands off her? she’s fucking gorgeous” morgan drunkenly slurred, stood at the head of the table like he was delivering a wedding toast, you already entering the booth but leaning forward to slap morgan’s arm, “morgan shut up!” you said slightly embarrassed but he doesn’t care, alcohol has gone straight to his brain. “nah but everyone’s acting like they wouldn’t do the same” he shrugs and you tap him again to make him stop. “morgan’s whipped” heather calls out and everyone laughs in agreement. “yeah i fucking am” he says, eyes half closing from drunkenness. about 2 minutes later, someone walks over holding a giant pink cake with sparklers and you can only assume it’s for you. “oh god guys” you bury your head in your hands as everyone begins singing, there’s always something so awkward about being sung happy birthday to. they finish and you blow out the sparklers and everyone claps and you grin like an idiot looking around the table at all your friends how had made an effort for you and of course, morgan. “happy birthday sweetheart” he leaned into you to kiss your temple, almost collapsing on top of you as his peripheral vision was gone. “cake then home time i reckon” chazza calls out. “of course you’re thinking about cake” morgan drunkenly slurs. you slap his arm, “leave charlie alone it’s my birthday he can eat cake if he wants to” you tell him off. “yeah! thanks y/n” chazza replies. “do you think morgan can keep his hands off y/n long enough to eat a slice of cake?” tays calls out to the table, “probably not” morgan says and holds his hands up.

as much as morgan loved you, he also loved cake and drunk morgan loved cake even more than sober morgan so as soon as the cake was plated up in front of him he went silent. as did all of you to be honest. once the cake was eaten, you turned to morgan “right i think it’s home time for you mister” you say tapping morgan’s shoulder gently and he reluctantly gets up, allowing you to do the same. everyone seems to follow wanting to go home and to bed.