The Boy Next Door 2 | LaMelo Ball

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I run into the persons arms and he laughs.

"I can't believe you're here!" I say to the person.

He smiles at me.

"Surprise!" My mom yells.

LaMelo smiles placing me down he then pulls me into a hug.

"I'm so freaking happy!" I squeeze LaMelo.

"I missed you so much, oh my God!"

"I missed you too!" I smile up at LaMelo.

I kiss his cheek and Mike and my mom smile at us.

"I'm hungry, so lets eat." LaMelo kisses my cheek again before putting me on his back.

I laugh and LaMelo walks to the kitchen.

He sets me down in my chair and he walks to the kitchen grabbing everyone's plates.

Lamelo takes a seat next to me and my mom and Mike sit across from LaMelo and I.

Everyone talks and I glance at LaMelo.

"Why are you here?" I asked LaMelo.

"I have a three day break, so I asked your mom if I could spend them with you guys," LaMelo smiles grabbing my hand.

I smile back at him.

"This is also your very early birthday present from us Joslyn, we are paying for his ticket here and back!"

Oh, my goodness, my birthday is like months away.

"Thank you guys."

Everyone continues to eat and as we are eating, LaMelo rubs his hand along my thigh.

I glance at him and I remove his hand smacking him away.

I see LaMelo smirk at me and I roll my eyes.

After everyone is done eating, I gather all of the dishes and I walk to the kitchen.

My mom and Mike go upstairs to get ready for this party that they are going to tonight and LaMelo and I stay downstairs.

I start my dishwater and I feel arms snake around my waist.

I turn to face LaMelo and he smiles down at me.

LaMelo kisses my lips and I instantly kiss him back.

I've missed his lips on mine.

We begin to make out and LaMelo's hands make their way to my butt.

I moan loudly into the kiss earning a smirk from LaMelo.

LaMelo pulls away from the kiss and he squeezes my butt.

"Help me clean these dishes, little boy!" I mess around with LaMelo.

"Hmm," LaMelo hums to himself. "No, I'm good, little girl!"

"I'm older than you!" I exclaim punching LaMelo.

"As long as you're shorter then me, you can't talk!" LaMelo says resting his elbow on my shoulder.

"Disrespectful!"

LaMelo laughs as he grabs a cup for some soda.

I start to wash the dishes and LaMelo drinks his soda.

LaMelo finishes the soda putting the dish in the sink and I look at him with an eyebrow raised.

"So you don't help me wash the dishes, but you add a dish to the dishes I already gotta wash?"

"Yeah," LaMelo burps.

"Nasty," I make a disgusted face.

LaMelo laughs and he grabs the sponge from me.

He starts to wash dishes.

"I'll wash you rinse!" I say.

"No, I'll wash and you rinse!" LaMelo argues.

Fine I guess, I was just tryna make your life easier.

As LaMelo washes the dishes, I rinse them off.

"Can you not?" LaMelo asked me.

"What?"

"You're making me wet, you're wetting me!" LaMelo complains.

He's talking about little drops of water that wet the both of us when I rinse the dishes.

I playfully roll my eyes. "I can't control that!"

LaMelo smirks then he winks. "I know some other things you can't control,"

I giggle to myself.

I grab the spray hose from the sink and I smirk.

"You know what I can control?" I asked.

"You better not, I'll whoop your ass little girl!" LaMelo shakes his head.

"Five..." I count down.

LaMelo grabs his phone from his pocket and he walks to the table placing it down.

He walks back to me.

"You tryna pl-"

"Four three two one!" I quickly say wetting LaMelo with the hose.

He takes off his shirt and I run away from him.

He chases after me laughing the whole time.

"Get your little ass here girl!"