The Boy Next Door 2 | LaMelo Ball

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After window shopping at the mall, LaMelo and I go back to my house.

LaMelo plops himself down on my couch before letting out a sigh.

"You know what?" LaMelo jumps up suddenly. "I'm gonna march to my house and tell my dad I choose you and not basketball! Fuck basketball, we are staying together, I can play basketball anytime anywhere!"

LaMelo speed walks across the street before I have time to reply.

I follow after him.

"LaMelo!" I yell.

He doesn't listen to me.

I sprint after him and right as he is about to unlock his front door, I pull him towards me.

I take a second to catch my breathe before speaking.

"You can't do that!" I exclaim.

I didn't know that he had to choose between me and basketball!

"You worry about your future, babe, basketball is your future!"

LaMelo looks at me.

"No," LaMelo shakes his head. "You're my future!"

LaMelo pulls me into a hug before kissing my cheek and I blush slightly.

I'm his future? I think to myself.

LaMelo leaves me standing there flustered.

LAMELO

I walk inside of my house and I find my dad.

He is sitting in his room watching TV.

"Dad?"

"What's up Melo, did you break up with Joslyn yet?"

"No!" I say.

"What?"

"I choose Joslyn, not basketball!" I explain to my dad how much I care about her.

"Seriously, you'd end your career all for this girl who probably isn't gonna be with you in a year?"

"I'd end my career for my future wife, yes. Joslyn is different!"

This is the part where he says 'I can't believe you chose her over basketball, blah blah blah, you can do both' I think to myself.

I was right, my dad isn't going to make me break up with Joslyn if I choose her over basketball.

"You can do both, just please don't pop out any babies!" My dad says.

"For sure!" I run back to Joslyn who is standing outside.

Her cheeks are all red and she is smiling like crazy.

"Are you...okay?" I asked looking her up and down.

Joslyn nods her head slowly.

"I'm just- you're like-" Joslyn throws her hands up in the air. "Bleh!"

I start to die laughing.

What the hell is wrong with her?

"Stop looking at me like that!" Joslyn smacks me.

"Little girl, you're not the boss of me!"

"Little boy, I'm older than you by a whole year!"

I smirk to myself. "But who's your Daddy?" I asked.

Joslyn blushes. "You ain't my Daddy!"

I grab Joslyn by the waist pulling her closer to me.

"Don't play, who's your Daddy?" I smack her butt.

Joslyn giggles and squeals.

"Not you!"

Joslyn somehow gets out of my grasp and she runs towards her house.