Don't Tell Daddy

I'm Morgan Cowell. The daughter on the one and only Simon Cowell. I'm 18 years old. I have long brown hair, blue eyes and I'm very tan. I travel around with my dad as he is One Directions manager. I see the boys all the time. I'm not allowed to date the boys though. But here's my secret. I'm in love with Liam Payne... ;)
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15. For The High



What am I going to do with that girl? She never fallows the rules. I have been thinking about sending her to boarding school, especialy after this whole drug problem. I wish the may daughter would go back to being my perfect little angel. Oh how I miss her. I have done my best to raise her but as a single father it get difficult. I know that the boys have been trying to help Morgan but Harry is definitely not the best influence on her. Its only a matter of time before she tries something stronger. I'm scared that one of these days I will get a call from the hospital saying that she over doused on who knows what. I honestly don't know what to do. I have tried almost everything. I have sent her to rehab multiple times but it never worked. I am on my way home right now to find the rest of her drugs...




I have decided that I need to leave before Daddy comes home. I'm going to Tomorrowland. It is one of the most amazing festivals in the world. I need to escape from the real world for little while and venture into the wonderful worlds of drugs, drinking, and sex. Kendall and Boston are coming with me. It took a lot of convincing but they finally agreed. We are leaving in 5 hours so I quickly need to pack my bags and hide the weed. I would love to bring it with me but last time I tried that security caught me, so I will hide it in Harry's room for the time being. He will love the surprise when he comes home. I walk into my wondrous closet and grab my weed. I quickly roll a joint. The higher I get the more fun I have, which will make packing a lot easier. As I smoke the first one I can feel the smoke entering my lungs. The sensation is fantastic. I smoke a few just for the fun of it. I start packing my bags. I grab only the close that I will need the most and zip up my bags. I take the weed and walk to Harry's room. I dig around to find a good spot to hide it. When I reach under his bed I feel my hand gently rub against a small bag. I slowly drag it out from under the mattress and I see the multi-colored tablets. Ecstasy. I quickly exchange it with the weed, knowing that Ecstasy is easier to sneak onto a plane and is great to have when it comes to festivals. I walk out of his room and go right back to mine. I grab my brand new Louis Vuitton purse and put the necessities in it such as my phone charger and my beats.

About four hours later I have finally finished packing, and just in time because I'm starting to come off of the high. Its almost 12 pm and I need to pick the girls up in a half hour. I quickly throw on a pair of baggy sweatpants, a tank top, my uggs, and a cheetah print snapback then I put some make up on. I grab my bags and rush them to my car to go pick up the girls. As I drive I start to think of everything that has happened these past couple of days. I miss the boys so much. Even Liam to be honest. I need the boys in my life. I pull into Bostons driveway. She runs out of her house and jumps in my brand new Corvette. How she got her parents to let her come is beyond me. We crank the bass up in my car as we listen to Going To Hell by The Pretty Reckless. This is our favorite song of all time. We finally reach Kendall's house and she comes out dragging 3 suitcases. We stuff her bags in the back and we drive off to the airport to catch out 2 pm flight.

We reach the airport and rush inside so we don't get trampled by the paps. We walk to the baggage check the we go to the security check. I'm actually a tad bit nervous about this. Weed is one thing but Ecstasy is on a whole new level. They scan me up and down multiple times. "I believe you have something in your pocket miss. Please remove it." Fuck fuck fuck! I knew this was a bad idea! I reach into my pocket and feel my cell phone. I pull it out hoping that that is what he was talking about. He scans me again quickly. "You are all ready to go. Have a safe trip." He says to me. Wow, I dodged a bullet on that one. The 3 of us walk onto the plane and plop down in our 1st class seats as they hand us champagne. This is going to to be a hell of a flight...




Wellllll I know it was short and all but I really felt like writing tonight:) That a feeling I havnt felt in a while. As yall can see I changed the cocaine to weed. Hope thats ok with everyone. 

Well I hope you all enjoyed it!!:)


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