The Boy Next Door 2 | LaMelo Ball

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The next few weeks consist of me playing Fortnite, FaceTime with my mom, playing basketball with Gelo and Melo, cleaning and cooking, and you know some love making.

Hey! Don't judge me, making love is apart of keeping a relationship strong.

LiAngelo learned to knock on the door before walking into LaMelo's room the hard way.

I am currently in the living room laying on the couch.

LaMelo is laying in between my legs as I play with his hair.

We are watching The Fresh Prince because that's my show.

"I love you," LaMelo says randomly.

"I love you too!" I peck his lips.

LiAngelo walks into the living room and he is on FaceTime with someone.

"Yeah, LaMelo's right here dad!" Gelo says.

My eyes widen.

"Let me talk to him."

Gelo glances at us.

I quietly get off the couch and I walk to LaMelo's room.

Lavar doesn't know that I'm here.

We've been keeping it a secret.

After a few minutes LaMelo walks into his room.

"Well, my family is flying out here towards the end of the season because they wanna see LiAngleo and I play our last game."

I nod my head showing that I understand.

"At least it's the end of the season, your dad could send me back home, but you'd be coming back too!" I smile at LaMelo.

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The next month, I check my period app.

I don't think I had my period this month so I want to see if it's late or something.

I check my date for my last period and I should've started my period already.

I look down at my stomach and I think for a second.

"When I got here, when did LaMelo and I first have sex, what was the date?" I ask myself.

I do the math calculations and I run a hand through my hair.

"It's possible..." I say softly.

LaMelo is at basketball practice.

I text his phone and I hear a ding come from the bathroom.

I walk to the bathroom, and I see LaMelo's phone next to the sink.

When I look at his phone, I see my contact name he put for me.

"Baby momma," I say to myself laughing a bit.

Suddenly, I stop laughing.

Shit, that contact name might come true...

I can't be pregnant, I just can't!

My mom is going to be so ashamed of me.

I left home perfectly fine, but now, I may come back almost five months pregnant.

I feel a tear slip down my face.

LaMelo and LiAngelo get back home and I pull LaMelo to the side.

"Hey," He smiles at me.

I smile back.

"Hi, I've gotta make a run to a store, you wanna come?"

"Can I shower first?" LaMelo asked.

I nod my head yes.

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Once LaMelo is out of the shower, I drive us to the store.