Miss Harrington part one

Myla

It's been a week since Deacon went back to his house, after staying at mine for a week.

It was so nice having him here and showing me what it would be like if we ever moved in with each other. He's the first person that pops into my head when I wake up, and I instantly miss the feeling of waking up beside him when I realize he isn't here anymore. I just rolled out of bed and the second I sit up, my phone starts going off like crazy.

Still half asleep, I grab it and see who is trying to get ahold of me; it's Travis.

What the hell is so urgent with this kid?

It's the weekend so he doesn't have tutoring today, so I'm thinking it might have something to do with the family emergency he had a couple of weeks ago. I open the first message and read it twice just to make sure my eyes weren't playing fucking tricks on me.

"Myla, call me when you get this!

My dad wants to meet you finally lol and I want to see if you can come to dinner tonight?"

**A few days earlier...**

Deacon

I ended up