Hey guys Apple here! It's so odd to see how much I've written in such little time! It's new to me. Anyway, I'm running out of ideas. I really like the story so... I don't want to end it! I hope you enjoy and sorry for grammar errors!

Morgan's POV

It was half an hour before I was supposed to meet Reid at the bar, so I put the address into my GPS. For a minute I thought that I got the wrong address because it was in 20510, which was the wealthiest area code in the Washington D.C Area. I hesitated, but eventually started to drive over there.

As I got closer to the area, I noticed that every house there was huge. As I got there I started to question how much Reid made per year. The address Reid gave him was one of the biggest houses there. It was a big, gray, Victorian house. As he walked up he noticed that the porch was a dark brown colour. When the doorbell rang, he heard some shuffling. A minute later, Reid opened the door.

"Hey Morgan, you're a little early," Reid greeted as he opened the door. He was wearing a white button up, a black tie, a black cardigan, black dress pants, & black dress shoes.

"Hey." I replied as I gave him a smile.

He smiled back. When he smiled at me, I felt a tingle inside me. "Come in," he stated as he went to the side to let me in. The house looked amazing. Right away you could see stairs, the living room, and a bar.

"Wow. Nice house Reid," Morgan comments as he stands in awe.

"Thanks. You can sit down, let me get my wallet and stuff," Reid stated as he pointed to the couches, and went up the white stairs. As I sat down, he noticed that the house was huge. The ceiling was very high up. I noticed that behind the bar was the kitchen. I saw that the kitchen had light birch wood, and dark brown granite tables. The house was very tech savvy. In the living room, he saw the different photos hung up. I saw a bunch of photos of Reid and Tyler, Reid and some other guy. My guess that it's his boyfriend. He's quite attractive. There was a few photos that looked a bit old. It was of a young women and a child. Probably Diana and Reid. I didn't get to fully look at the photos before Reid came downstairs.

"Let's go," he stated as he pocketed his phone, keys and wallet.

"Yeah." I replied as we head for the door.

Reid's POV

I pulled out my phone I walked upstairs. I need to call Phil, get my keys, and my wallet.

It took three rings before they answered.

"Salut?" Eric, a band member greeted as he answered the phone.

"Hey. Il est Spencer. Où est Phil?" Reid asks.

(Hey. It is Spencer. Where is Phil?)

"Spencer," Eric was telling someone else. Shuffling was heard.

"Salut mon amour." Phil greeted.

(Hello, my love.) I smiled. I love when he calls me that.

"Hey. Qu'est-ce que tu fais?" I asked.

(Hey. What are you doing?)

"Juste traîner avec Eric et Matthew." Phil replied casually.

(Just hanging out with Eric and Matthew.)

"C'est bien. Je appelle juste pour que vous sachiez que je vais traîner avec Morgan. Je vous appelle une fois que je rentre à la maison si vous n'êtes pas là." I stated.

(It's good. I just called to let you know that I'll hang out with Morgan. I call you once I get home if you're not there.)

"Bien. Je vous verrai plus tard." Phil replied.

(Good. I'll see you later.)

"Bye Phil." I stated as I went to the bedroom and got my keys and wallet.

"Bye." He replied before hanging up. From there, I went straight downstairs to find Morgan examining my living room, to be more specific, my pictures.

"Let's go." I state as I put away my phone, wallet and keys

Morgan's POV

"So...you're a model now? How did that happen?" I ask as we settled down. I ordered a beer and he ordered red wine. He smiled.

"Long story,"

"Well, we have all day," I reply. "how the heck did you become a model?"

"Well, it was two weeks after I quit," Reid began. "A man walked up to me asking me if I was a model."

"And what did you say?" I ask as the waiter set our drinks down.

"I thought they were punking me." Reid replied. I chuckle. Of course he would.

"He stated that he would give me five thousand dollars if I went to the studio to do a sample shooting." Reid stated as he got his wine.

"Did you say yes?

"He gave me his card and walked away. I didn't know if I wanted to do that." Reid confessed.

"But, when I got home and looked at my mom's bills, I realised that I didn't have money." Reid stated, "So I called him up; and we planning to do a sample shooting the next day." I gave him a surprised look.

"The guy must have liked you." I comment.

"Oh he did. When I got there everyone was telling me how lucky I was to work with some guys named Thomas." Reid stated as he took a sip of wine.

"And by Thomas, it was Thomas D'acy." Morgan filled in.

"Mmhmm," Reid replied.

"Did you even know who he was?"

"God no. Before this I never heard of his name." Reid truthfully stated.

"When I started to put on the clothes and do everything he told me to do, he eventually complimented me for being very professional." Reid said before snorting a little.

"That's nice."

"Yeah."

"So..." I wandered off. Whose his boyfriend? "You're in a relationship?"

Reid smiled. "Uh, yeah."

"What's their name?" I asked. Was it the guy on the photos?

"Uh-Phil. Phil Boisselle." Reid answered. Phil. I'm gonna look him up.

"Nice."

"Yeah."

"How'd you meet Tyler?"

"It was after I signed the contract. They told me that they had a personal designer for me," Reid stated before chucking. "When I met him, I thought that he was a little too much for me, and now he's my best friend."

It was a few more hours and drinks until Reid thought that he should get going.

"We'll call a taxi." I suggested.

"No it's okay, I'll just call Phil." Reid stated as he pulled out his phone. I hope Phil actually comes to pick him up so I can meet him.

"Qu'est-ce que tu fais?" Reid greeted into the phone. Huh. Is Phil a genius like Pretty Boy?

(What are you doing?)

Reid laughed. "Je ne suis pas saoûl. Fais moi confiance. Je veux que tu me déposer à la maison?" Since when did Reid know French?

(I'm not drunk. Trust me. I want you to drop me off at home.)

"Vous remercie. Je te verrai prochainement." Reid stated before hanging up.

(Thank you. I'll see you soon.)

"He'll be here in about 10 minutes." Reid stated as he looked at me. God Reid is beautiful. His delicate, lean, yet masculine body. How come I haven't noticed before?

"Uh-I'll wait for him to get here." I state before he notices me checking him out.

"You sure?" He asks as he looks back at his phone. "It's getting dark,"

"Yeah." I reassure.

"Okay." He stated. Comfortable silence fell. "I had fun."

I look at him. "I had fun too." I comment. "I'd love to do this again, Pretty Boy." The nickname actually suits him more now. Heck, he's not pretty, he's gorgeous. Wait. What am I even saying? He's taken. Wait. I look at his hand. No ring. So he's not engaged. The only thing on his arms is a silver wrist cuff, probably personally made. It had something engraved. I don't know in what language though. So no. Not in a serious relationship. A few moments later, a white X5 2015 BMW drove by.

(AN: I have an X5, just older and I felt like Reid would.)

"He's here." Reid stated. That is a very nice car. No seriously, how much does Reid make per year?

"Hey. Êtes-vous prêt à aller?" A man stated in French as he got out of the car. (Hey. Are you ready to go?)

"Yeah." Reid replied as the man walked over. Wait... Isn't he that one guy I kept on seeing at the studio?

"Oh. Hello," the man stated with a thick French accent.

"Hello." I replied. So Reid is into French accents.

"This is Morgan. Morgan, this is Phil." Reid stated as he gestured to both of them.

"Pleasure to meet you." Phil stated as he put his hand out. I gave him a fake smile, and shook his hand a little to firmly.

"Nice to meet you too." I stated. He was still looking at my eyes. He was in no way intimidated by me. As he let go, he looked at Reid.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked. Reid nodded.

"I'll see you later Morgan." Reid stated as he walked over to Phil.

"Bye." I replied as I gave him a smile.

"Nice to meet you." Phil stated as they walked over to the new car.

"Nice to meet you to," I reply. Reid gives me a small wave and smile before entering the BMW. I smile. Oh god. This is bad.

Reid's POV

"So how was it?" Phil asked as we began to drive off to our house.

"It was good. We talked, and caught up." I replied.

"That's nice."

"Yeah."

"...Do you want to watch Doctor Who then go to bed, or go to bed literally when we get home?" He asked.

"Mmm, how about we watch some Mad Men then go to bed?" I suggest.

"Sounds good."

Hey guys Apple here again! I hope you enjoyed! Please review! Constructive criticism is highly welcome! With that said, thank you very much for reading, have a great day and hopefully I made yours and peace out! -Apple