Stephen Curry Imagines {ON HOLD}

•Sex Times 3• Part 1

H/C - Hair Color
L/N - Last Name

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Beep. Beep. Beep

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Ugh." I slammed my hand down on my alarm clock. 9:00 AM. Oh well, time to get ready. I thought. I got up and threw on some clothes, did my hair and makeup, and got in my car. I was going to the mall to get Starbucks, and shop for the basketball game tonight. For my 23rd birthday I got to go to a basketball game. My favorite NBA team, the Golden State Warriors, were playing the Boston Celtics tonight.

I've arrived at the mall and got a Caramel Macchiato and a muffin before walking to the NBA shop. Since this was a playoff game there was mainly Warrior and Celtic merch. I decided to get a cropped warriors shirt, since I have three favorites I couldn't just get one jersey.

I arrived back home and chilled for a little while. It is now 3:00 PM and I decided it was time to start getting ready. I took a shower and blow dried my H/C hair before curling it. I styled it like this. ⬇️

I put on a pair of high waisted, light blue denim jeans and my shirt I bought. ⬇️

I did some natural makeup.

Eyes:

Lips:

Eventually, I grabbed my Warriors backpack and left to the game. It was 5:30 PM and security started letting people in, checking our tickets and giving back the ticket stubs. I went to the concession stand and got some snacks, drinks and a hot dog. I went to my seat, row 7 seat 11 on the Golden State side and sat. The team came out to warm up and I was stuffing my face.

~time skip to pledge~

The Pledge of Allegiance started and then the game. Throughout the first two quarters I was yelling plays and passes for the team to do, I'm surprised I haven't lost my voice. See, I used to play basketball, I started playing the game in about 2nd grade. I played through elementary school, middle school, high school, and college. I was drafted for the Los Angeles Sparks, selected first round first pick, I was the athlete to beat, point guard... Except I got into a car accident. My drunken ex boyfriend and I were at a celebration for me getting drafted, then he thought he saw a guy flirting with me, it was my cousin congratulating me, so his drunk ass aggressively pulled me into the truck and home we went. He was yelling at me, not believing it was my cousin, and sped up immensely on the high way. He was drunk and not paying attention the the road and we got hit by a semi truck, he was ok, sadly, and I hurt my knee. I couldn't play basketball anymore. But the past is the past I guess.

I was shaken from my thoughts as the announcer was on the court for halftime. "Alrighty everyone, good game so far. Now for this halftime, if we call your seat please make you way to the floor. Home side, row 7..." Oh my God I'm on the home side in row 7. "Seat 11." THAT'S ME! I got up slowly making my way to the center of the arena. Eyes were watching me as I reached the announcer. I started fidgeting with my hands. "Hello! And what might your name be?" he asked in a cheery voice. "It's Y/N." I reply. "Well good to meet you! So by your shirt I assume you are a Warriors fan, correct?" I nod. "Well who might your favorite player be and why?" I can feel my basketball side rising. "Well I have a few favorites. Stephen Curry, Klay Thompson, and Jordan Poole. Reason being, Stephen is an awesome point guard, being able to play other positions also. But not only is he good at making shots, especially 3 pointers, but he is also like a coach on the court. Telling the team what to do while still being an encouraging teammate. Klay is a great teammate as well. He pushes himself harder than anyone I've seen. His free throw range, he is ranked one of NBA's best sharpshooters. He is an amazing shooting guard. Jordan, is young, but the amount of talent he holds in his body, is incredible. His ball handling is just is amazing. Overall, these three players have my heart." It seemed everyone was taken aback by my answer. "W-wow." the announcer answered. "You seem to know a lot about basketball. How is that?" Here comes the tough part. "Well I started playing basketball in second grade. I played it all the way until the end of college. I was drafted for the WNBA, first round first pick. Point guard. My drunken ex got us into a car accident and I permanently injured my knee unable to play again." everyone was silent until someone in the crowd yelled. "THAT'S Y/N L/N!" now everyone knows. "I remember hearing about you, I'm very sorry." the announcer placed his hand on my shoulder. "Thank you." I replied. "Since you were the lucky guest, you get to sit next to the team for the remainder of the game if you would like." he smiled. I was doing backflips inside. "Really? Yea I would love to!" I nodded excitedly. "Get anything from your previous seat and join the team." he said. "Thank you!" I run up the stairs and got my bag before joining the team. I got to sit beside the coach and to my left was Stephen, Klay, then Jordan. I was tense. "Coach Kerr I love your coaching and when you played basketball. You were phenomenal." I told Steve. He laughed. "Thank you, that means a lot." I nodded as the game was starting again. Stephen, Klay, Jordan, Draymond, and Andrew Wiggins were on the floor.

~time skip to 20 seconds left~

The game was tied with twenty seconds left. The Celtics currently had the ball and were running down the court. 10 seconds. "Come on! Steal the ball!" I yelled unable to control myself. At that moment Jordan stole the ball but lost it, then Klay picked it up and threw it to Stephen with 5 seconds left. They were at half court and Stephen had to throw the ball to the net. I closed my eyes as the buzzer rang. I heard a swish and opened my eyes to see the ball went in the net. Everyone jumped up cheering. "Yes! They did it!" I yelled loudly. Eventually everyone was clearing out except for the teams. I got up to leave when Coach Kerr stopped me. "If you hang out for a bit you can get some pictures and stuff with the team." he said. "Really?" I asked. "Of course, you are the lucky fan of course." he answered. "Thank you so much." he nodded. While the guys were in the locker room talking with the coach I decided to shoot a few hoops. I couldn't do all the running but I could still shoot some hoops.

I grabbed a ball that was lying around and shot from the free throw line. Swish. I stepped back making another shot. Swish. I kept shooting until I got to the 3 point line. I haven't made a 3 pointer in a while. I threw it. Swish. I jumped excitedly. I turned around and saw the team, I blushed in embarrassment. The guys laughed before walking over to the bench. "Not to be mean," Stephen asked. "But why you so excited about shooting a 3?" I took a deep breath. "I haven't made a 3 pointer since before my accident." he nods. Coach Kerr comes out and explains to the team to take photos with me and everything.

~thirty minutes later~

Some of the team had left and I was sitting here, enjoying the silence before starting to get up and leave. "Where you going?" a voice startled me. It was Stephen. "Shit you scared me. But it's getting late, I figured I was gonna head home." I didn't notice before but he's shirtless! God was he hot. He laughed. Oh shit I said that out loud! "Thanks. You're not to bad yourself." he laughs. "Uh I'm a s-sorry. I didn't m-mean to um say that." I mentally facepalmed myself. "Nah it's cool." he moved closer to me as I heard a noise from the locker room behind me.