The Boy Next Door 2 | LaMelo Ball

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We both get out of my bed and walk to the front door.

I unlock the door opening it slowly.

I see an angry Lavar in front of me.

"Woah," I say nervously.

"Hello Mr.La-"

"Where the fuck is that boy?" He yells.

He walks into my house.

"Well yeah invite yourself in." I mumble to myself.

Lavar walks into my kitchen and my mom walks downstairs.

"Is that Lavar?" My mom asked.

I nod my head.

She walks over to the kitchen and I walk to my room closing my door quietly.

I look at LaMelo and he smiles at me.

"A flying fuck I don't give," he chuckles.

"LaMelo," I look down at my feet.

"Huh?"

"Did you tell your dad that you were here?"

He shakes his head no.

I throw my head back frustrated.

"Oh my fucking- why not?"

"He would've said no."

"You- he is going to think-" I sigh not finishing my sentence.

I run my hand over my face.

"If he would've said no, then mabey you should've taken no for an answer!"

LaMelo shakes his head.

"No, I wouldn't have taken no for an answer!"

"It wasn't the right ch-"

I get cut off by my room door opening.

I see my mom and Lavar in the doorway.

"Get your ass over here boy!"

LaMelo walks to his dad and they walk to the backyard.

I can hear them yelling back and fourth at each other.

I let out a sigh.

I didn't know that Lavar didn't know LaMelo was here. At first, I just thought Lavar would be mad at LaMelo for missing the game and that he knew he was here...but he didn't know he was here.

I look at my phone and I play a game to distract myself.

Once again, LaMelo flew out here for me. He stopped basketball for me, again.

Lavar is gonna think that I forced him back here...

A few minutes later, I'm met with a very furious boyfriend and an even more furious father of my boyfriend.

I take in a deep breathe.