The run in at the bar only made things worse. She was bitter and confused and hurt that Merlin had set her up to such a thing. He knew. She knew he knew. What the hell was wrong with him? He knew she had feelings for Arthur, and then he brings her to such a place. Everything was such a mess. The stress over this, Sorority things, and it didn't help that her Advisor Uther, had questioned her current direction in college. Everything seemed to be falling apart all at once. It was her junior year of college. She was 21 and her life seemed so…so..empty.
Morgan's phone vibrated and she fumbled from her listless arrangement on the bed to find it under a blanket. It was a text from an unknown number. Furrowing her brow, she scrolled through and her jaw suddenly fell as if by gravity. 'Hey, this is Arthur. Merlin gave me your number. I need to talk to you sometime about something.' Furious Morgan slammed her phone shut and flopped back onto her bed. She let out a rather large huff of annoyance. Loud enough for Natalie to hear. A few seconds later, Natalie knocked on the door, then pushed it open without an answer. "You are pathetic. You have got to get over yourself." Morgan sat up on her elbows, her messy curls hugging her strong jaw line. She heaved a heavy sigh and tossed Natalie the phone. "He wants to talk to me…" Natalie caught the flying objct and flipped it open. A slow grin spread across her face. "Morgan…I think he likes you." Morgan glared at her, then shifted off her bed. She slid on her shoes with the same attitude and grabbed her phone from Natalie. "You're no help. I'm going out." Natalie began to protest, watching her leave. "It's raining outside, you know that right." Morgan flipped Natalie the bird and slammed the front door closed.
She stood at the railing under the angled roof in front of their door. The sky was a silvery grey and poured down's its sorrow upon the hungry earth. She felt like crying, out of confusion, out of hurt. With a sniffle of the coming tears, Morgan pulled her green hood over her hair and headed down the stairs. She had no idea where she was going, just that she needed to leave. The rain intensified on the campus grounds, but Morgan didn't walk any faster. Why would she? She had nowhere to go, nowhere to be. Her tears were now staining her pale face, her grey eyes almost silver with the moisture. Her eyeliner hung in a blur along her stained cheeks. If anything, the rain made her cry all the harder.
And then…the unthinkable happened. A strong hand pulled the back of her arm, turning her gently around. The same hand, brought her jaw softly up to meet the face. Arthur. He was soaked to the bone through his light track jacket. "Hey You." He whispered in a soft voice, eyes twinkling. Morgan furrowed her brow in confusion at his actions. What on earth could he possibly want? 'Did you get my text?" Morgan nodded, but didn't utter a sound. "You alright? You..you look like you've been crying." Morgan shook her head. "No…No I'm not ok. What the hell do you want anyway? Why do you keep pulling me like this. Torturing me. I know you like Gwen. You two are dating again." Her words tumbled out, and the tears fell harder with the rain. Arthur rose a hand to steady her shaking face, tenderly holding her wet cheek. "Who told you that? Morgause? Morgause is a bitch Morgan. She's mean to everyone. I'm not seeing Gwen anymore. She cheated on me with my best friend, but I..I'm still their friend. It hurt, but I don't love her anymore. Haven't loved her in years. I'm in love with someone else. Someone I've loved from the very moment I saw her. "
Morgan sniffled almost painfully at his words. She tried in earnest to pull away from him. It hurt too much to look at him now. "Morgan..please look at me." He pleaded. "I can't look at you Arthur, you have no idea why you just…you don't." Arthur had endured enough of this madness. He pushed her hood back, letting the rain capture her soft curls. He stood silent for a moment, taking in her beauty only enhanced by the rain's kiss. But now, he was jealous, and wanted his own. He gave a breathy smile, cupping her face inside his large hands. "No..Morgan…I do." He brought her face up to his and kissed her with a firey passion. Everything he wanted to say to her, electrocuted from his lips to hers. The sparks had flown and he was finally kissing the woman he wanted. Morgan reciprocated as her heart almost died from excitement in her chest. The tears returned, but were no longer laden and sorrowed. Her hands fumbled to find his chest, finding the strong man behind his wet shirt. She could feel his heart beat vibrate beneath his skin. She kissed him back with more passion then she knew what to do with. Their lips fit and moved in perfect harmony. After his message had been clearly conveyed, he pulled back slowly to observe the woman he had so desired. Her lips were red and swollen and it was obvious her eyes lusted for more of him. But they both know that would happen no time soon. "I love you.. Morgan Elaine Faye. I always have…from the moment I first met you." She was speechless t his words, still searching for some proof this was a dream, but all she could do was smile. Her smile turned to a giggle and she leapt into his arms, wrapping her own around his neck as he held her small waist. Morgan hugged him tight, breathing in his scent mixed with the sweet smell of rain. "I love you Arthur Pendragon." Arthur spun her around, before planting her back on her feet and planting his lips, firmly back onto her lips. "So…would you like to be my girlfriend then?" There was no doubt in her eyes what the answer would be. "Only if you get to be my boyfriend."