So this is a bit later than I wanted it by hey, at least I have been able to do what I wanted to do an actually have been able to and this is planned to its end. Believe me when I say that you are in for a little bit of a rollercoaster. Because I actually know where this is going, slightly. It could still all change when I write it though.
I am in a bit of a spot at the moment. Things are good, great actually. I have finally got a job, which obviously cuts down my writing time to the evenings and weekends. What is going to happen is, I am going to upload every day and I am just going to see how it goes. We might be fine if I keep the gap the same. I just need to write a chapter a night and that might just about be manageable. I mean, it is all planned, I just need to write it.
Hopefully, you all slightly understand Instagram. I did have the messages all cool and on the opposite sides but for some reason, FF doesn't like that. So all of Merlin's messages are in the centre, if that makes any sense, I hope it will.
There is a little bit of swearing in this... Sorry for those who don't like swearing.
Anyway, in short, I am back, with a better outlook on life and this is finally, New Man. Please enjoy.
Still lookin' at your Instagram and I'll be creepin' a lil'
I'll be tryin' not to double tap, from way back
Chapter 1
Merlin knew that he should be trying to get to sleep. The weekend had shot around again and Sunday night was slowly turning into Monday morning. He could curse Arthur for getting him into the game that he was playing on his phone but he knew that he could delete it at any time and contemplated doing it a few times. He just couldn't bring himself to do it, especially when he was on a level ahead of Arthur.
So the notification from Instagram gave him the perfect distraction to get off the game. Just the name that was shown in the notification made his heart drop into his stomach.
morganalefay has requested to follow you
His thumb hovered over the notification for a while before he found the strength to press on it. He clicked on the profile and started to smile. He knew that he shouldn't but he was smiling for the same reason that his heart dropped.
It was Morgana.
He didn't hesitate for a second as he hit the accept button and the button to follow her back before he started to scroll through her feed. Merlin couldn't really describe how he felt when he looked at the photos. Part of him was glad that it seemed like she hadn't changed one bit. He was glad that she was the same person that he remembered her as. But there was the other part of him. The other part that knew that all the photos with her and some guy should have been her and him.
Did this mean that she was coming back to London?
He probably would have closed the app then and tried to fall asleep. It would have been something that he would have asked Arthur in the morning. That was until he got a message off her.
morganlefay: Still merlinthewizard then?
The reason that they were all on Instagram was because of Arthur, and the only reason that Merlin had more than like ten friends was because of him. It did help when your best friend could have been a world professional footballer.
With Uther being some big business tycoon, Arthur was always in the know about new apps that was going to come to the market. Arthur always had everything new and sometimes before they even hit the market. He ranted and raved about Instagram so much that when it was released, he made sure that everyone in their friendship group downloaded it.
The only problem that Merlin had at that point was the phone that he had. It was just some cheap phone that his mum had got him just before he started secondary school. For him to download Instagram, he needed a new phone. Arthur had offered to give him his old iPhone after getting the latest one for his birthday, before anyone else. Merlin was too proud to just allow Arthur to give him the phone and spent weeks trying to raise the money to pay Arthur for the phone. By the time he saved the money and gave it to Arthur, which he still thinks he got back for his birthday that year, he had already been made a profile by Arthur.
There had been a period when they tried to change their names to something more normal. They had been scared that they might not get into university with weird Instagram names but they just decided to change their profiles to private instead. There was so much to their usernames.
Merlin would have told her that if she stuck about then she would know the reason why they hadn't changed them.
Do you think that Arthur would have let us change our names? He has only recently changed his to kingarthur
And I have noticed that Gwen is queenguinevere
Well you know Arthur's obsession that he is the reincarnation of King Arthur better than anyone
He was glad that it still felt natural talking to her and that the conversation followed naturally. He wouldn't have really thought much more of it. Until he got another follower request and a message request. The two requests were from the same person. An alvarrtherebel. Merlin decided to look at the message first.
Who the fuck would use merlinthewizard as their name?
Morgana had replied to his last message but he just swiped it up for the moment. He was more interested in the guy that had just messaged him. He clicked on his profile and was immediately shown a picture of this guy kissing Morgana. To torture himself more, he clicked on the picture to make it bigger. There was more than a little stab of jealousy.
morganalefay: Has Alvarr just messaged you?
alvarrtherebel: Stay the fuck away from my girlfriend you freak.
Merlin wasn't going to say anything. He didn't want to start something between them. If she had found happiness with the guy, he didn't want to be the source of an argument. In the end, his curiosity won out. He felt like he had to know why Alvarr might have messaged him.
Yeah.
Does he know who I am?
Yes, of course.
I told him that you are my brother's best friend. Just ignore him.
A part of him felt deflated that he had been downgraded from 'an old friend of hers' to being Arthur's best friend. Not that there was anything wrong with being Arthur's best friend. Being Arthur's best friend had got him a job and popularity. Just with Morgana, he thought he was always something more than that. He had been her friend. He had been more to her.
He began to type out a message to ask her whether this all meant that she was coming back but deleted it halfway through. He did want to know whether she was coming back. He felt like he needed to prepare himself for seeing her again. The next time his phone buzzed was from a text from Arthur.
Mate, I just want to warn you. It looks like Morgana might be coming back home.
Merlin threw the phone down beside him with the text still on the screen. He hit his head a little too hard against the headboard but he knew the reason behind it. He asked himself the question that had been floating around his mind the moment that the first notification appeared on his phone.
Did he really want Morgana to return home?
He didn't really think that he would have a choice in the matter. It was going to happen whether he was comfortable with the situation or not. The question should have been would he be comfortable with seeing Morgana again after all these years with everything that happened back then.
Merlin didn't know and he knew that he wouldn't know until he saw her again. He picked back up his phone to reply to Arthur.
Yeah, guessed that
