Toxic || Lamelo Ball

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Someone kept texting me. It was 2:58am and I was NOT with the bullshit.

727-849-58**

Get your man

Niggas beyond drunk

Ima leave his ass on this curb

you got 20 minutes

hurry tf up

I know your ass ain't sleep 

I groaned and rubbed my eyes. I got out of bed and threw on a hoodie. I slipped on my yeezy slides and left to the location I got sent.

When I arrived, I saw Lamelo sitting on a bench.

"OMG how'd you know I was here?" He said in a drunk sleepy tone. I rolled my eyes and lifted him to the car.

"You throw up in here I kill you" I said blandly. I don't know what happened and I wasn't going to ask questions till the morning.

-11:24am-

I woke up to noise coming from the bathroom. When I walked in Lamelo was huddled over the toilet.

I slapped his head, and he woke up.

"I have a hangover Bruh" he complained. I sat him on the couch and served him breakfast.

"So, where did you go last night that I had to come pick you up?" I questioned.

"Miles invited me to a party so I went and got a little wasted" He shrugged his shoulders like it was nothing.

I mumbled something slick under my breath, but he didn't notice.

"You were more than a LITTLE wasted. You looked like you've been smoking that good shit when I saw you" I joked.

"I was." He bit into his waffle.

"But don't worry I had self-control" He defended himself. I sucked my teeth because he was trying to throw shade.

I got up to start cleaning and he started whining. "Come cuddle with me please!!! I have a headache."

I nodded no and connected to my speaker. He started fake crying. "PLEASE" He begged. I fought the air and made my way back to the couch.

"And you said you weren't a crybaby." He rested his head onto my chest. He placed his hand on my thigh and we started watching tik Tok.