needed me ━ dean di'laurentis
Dean Di'Laurentis x OC
summary: Dean Di'Laurentis has never had trouble getting a girl's attention. Morgan Hayes has never had trouble ignoring guys like Dean. But at Briar University, where hockey parties, stupid secrets, and unexpected feelings collide, staying away from each other proves harder than either of them expected.
tags: fluff, morgan just doesnt like people all that much, introducing all the ocs!!, moving in/coming back to college, no dean (yet)
word count: 734
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CHAPTER ONE
Morgan Hayes hated move-in day.
Not because of the boxes or the stupid traffic from everyone and their families being on campus, and definitely not because of the three flights of stairs she’d just dragged all her belongings up.
She hated move-in day because Morgan wasn’t sentimental.
At least, that’s what she told herself every August when returning to Briar felt a little like coming home.
The second she stepped into the apartment, Allie screamed, like actually screamed.
“Morgan!”
Morgan barely had time to set her luggage down before her twin was crashing into her in a tight embrace.
“Jesus Christ Al.”
“You missed me.”
“I literally saw you last week at home.”
“That’s not the point.”
Morgan laughed despite herself, wrapping her arms around Allie. The apartment already felt like home.
The familiar couch sat in the middle of the living room.
Somebody, most likely Hannah, reorganized the kitchen, and a pile of unopened brown moving boxes were stacked in the corner of the hallway.
Somehow though, there were more decorative pillows than there had been last semester.
Morgan pointed at them, “Why?”
Allie gasped, “They’re cute!”
“Theres too many.”
“There are never too many.”
“Allie theres like twelve.”
“They bring joy.”
“They bring clutter.”
Before Allie was able to defend herself, another voice cuts in.
“Shes right, they do bring clutter.”
Hannah appeared from the kitchen holding a coffee mug.
Morgan immediately abandoned the previous argument and cross the room.
“Hannah!”
She laughs as Morgan wrapped her in a hug.
“Good summer?”
“It was okay.”
“Just okay?”
Morgan shrugged.
“My sociology professor emailed us three weeks ago.”
Allie gasped, “That’s criminal, schools not even started yet!”
“Exactly.”
Hannah laughed, "What's the specific class?”
“Social Theory.”
“Gross.”
“I know thats what I said.”
Hannah sets her mug down, “Maybe you’ll meet someone cool in class.”
Morgan snorted, “In my social theory class?”
“Stranger things have happened.” Allie chirps back in.
Morgan hated to admit how much she missed this. The people, the constant noise, the teasing. The feeling that no matter how chaotic life got, she could always come back here.
For the first time all summer, her shoulders relaxed.
No Silver Slipper, no Angel, just Briar U.
The front door flew open, startling them.
“MY WIVES!”
Morgan groaned immediately, nevermind.
Maude Parker barreled into the apartment carrying enough grocery bags to feed a small country.
Without warning, she dropped every single one and launched herself directly at Allie, barely catching her.
“Hi baby!”
“Missed you.”
Allie laughs slightly, “You saw me yesterday.”
“Thats irrelevant.”
Morgan made a gagging noise.
Maude flipped her off without even looking away from Allie.
“Love you too, Morgan.”
“Unfortunately.”
Maude scoffs, “Rude.”
The apartment dissolves into laughter, and a small smile tugged at Morgan’s lips as she slipped onto one of the barstools.
She missed this.
It was good to be back.
“Earth to Morgan.”
She looked up, not realizing she was spacing out. Maude was looking right at her.
“Where’d you go?”
“Nowhere.”
Maude scoffs, smiling slightly. “Liar.”
Morgan shrugged it off.
“Just happy to be home.”
The teasing expression on Maude’s face softened.
“Yeah, me too.”
Morgan smiled, then immediately ruined the moment.
“Dont get emotional.:
“Wow.”
“I’m protecting your reputation Maureen.” “My reputation?”
“Yeah.” Morgan nodded. “You have an image to maintain.” Maude gasped dramatically, hand over her heart.
“You wound me Morgie.”
Allie snorted at the use of the nickname, Morgan hates it.
“Don’t call me Morgie.”
Allie, Maude and Hannah are all chuckling at how easily they can get underneath her skin.
Morgan goes to say something but her phone buzzes against the countertop.
A text from Lyric and Rachel in our groupchat.
Lyric: just got back to campus
Lyric: tucker almost hit me with his truck
Lyric: it’s good to be back
Morgan: glad to know some things never change
Rachel: PARTY TONIGHT AT HOCKEY HOUSE 9PM!!
Morgan’s smiled vanished.
Absolutely not, she thought.
Across the room, everyone's buzzed at the same time.
Three seconds later, all three women looked up at the exact same time.
Morgan narrowed her eyes.
“No.”
“We didn't say anything.” Allie said.
“You were going to.” “Possibly.”
“No.”
Allie crosses her arms, “You haven't even heard the argument-”
“I don’t need to.”
Maude grinned.
“Oh, you're definitely coming.”
Morgan dropped her forehead onto the countertop, a muffled groan escaped her.
Guess they're going to a party.
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