"I figure out you, you figure out me. We both a different breed."
Skyla Caddel and LaMelo Ball met at his basketball game. Her dad is the coach of the team and she became the team's physical therapist. LaMelo can't seem to stop staring at her though.
I woke up to noise coming from outside my room. I had just realized that I was at Melo's house. I got up and I looked in the mirror at myself. I was in a huge shirt and baggy sweats. I looked like a teenage boy.
I took Melo's shirt off and put on his hoodie instead because I was cold. I made his bed and folded all of my clothes from yesterday. I also folded the shirt that he gave me. I opened my door to a shirtless Melo making eggs.
"Oh hey." Melo said.
"Whats up." I replied.
"Nothing much just making breakfast for you." He smiled. "Your hoodie looks nice, where'd you get it?" He joked.
I laughed. "I stole it from an NBA player." I smiled.
He started laughing. "Well he must have good style."
I don't know how I'm already so comfortable with Melo. I haven't even known him for 24 hours.
"Is Mia up yet?" I asked.
"I doubt it. She passed out on that bed last night. I'd give her a few more hours"
Great I have to wait here for a few hours.
"Oh okay." I replied.
I saw my phone on the table and grabbed it. It was at 100%. How? I never charged it and it was almost dead last night.
"Did you charge my phone for me?" I asked.
"Yeah I just thought you would want it to be charged." He responded.
He was too sweet.
"Here." He handed me a plate with fried eggs and toast on it.
"Oh Melo! You didn't have to do all that. Thank you." I said shyly.
"It's nothing." He smiled. "I have to go run some errands, I was wondering if you wanted to come? Amelia is probably gonna be asleep for another few hours."
"Um yeah sure." I said.
"Great. I have company." He grinned.
His smile was beautiful.
"Where we going?" I asked.
"I might go to target just to get some food and stuff for my house. It's new so I'm trying to decorate it all."
"Target!" I said.
He just laughed.
His laugh does things to me.
I finished eating and got up to wash my dish.
"I got it," Melo came walking up to me.
"Oh it's fine" I said.
He ignored me, grabbed the plate, and started washing it.
I couldn't help but smile. I honestly thought he would be pretty full of himself when I first saw him, but i've come to realize how nice he is.
I put on the same orange crop top that I had on yesterday and kept Melo's grey sweatpants on. Melo put on a light pink t-shirt, black pants, and some pink shoes.
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