𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬
Elysees Amiri, a famous supermodel just out of LA struggling with her anxiety and fame meets the NBA playboy Jordan Poole.
A relationship which fell apart right from it's start. With them trying to save the ship unknowingly goi...
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elysees pov
After the event,which was super fun I got to know the guys I had a photoshoot in New York,so I was there for three days but I had to go back to San Francisco for the guys' last game of the 2020-2021 season. They said I could choose to sit anywhere,but it only makes sense for me to sit courtside.And they also gave me this tag to wear so i could enter from the staff entrance. I entered the building and greeted the guards there.The teams changing room door was open and I heard some known voices but I just walked past till I heard my name being called.
"Elysees!" klay shouted. I stop walking and turn around to stop at the door.
"Hey Klay,oh hi Jordan" I smile "Whats up?"
"Nothing.." klay offered
"hey wassup" jordan said
"nothing much....." i interrupted my self "wait am i allowed to come in here?considering this is where you guys change and stuff"
"what they dont know wont kill them" jordan shrugged
"its fine" klay said
"soo... Elysees how are you" jordan asked
"mhm im fine.lowkey tired but its okay." i replied "excited for the game tho."
"yeah last one for the season" klay said "did you like basketball beforehand or no?"
"to be honest I wasn't really drawn much to basketball. first game I watched was because of my friend lori. that was two years ago."
"mann whattttt" klay said with a confused expression. "basketball is everywhere"
"nope there are other more interesting things" i corrected
"like?" klay asked
"like reading and other things" i snap back
"she's right,but reading tho,that shits too nerdy" jordan affirms
"well im going out you too can get to discussing" klay said as he got up to leave.
"why aren't you sitting down yet?" jordan patted to the bench next to him
"i will now" i laughed
"you're something else" he laughs as he adjusts his glasses "you dress well tho"
"me? thanks" i blush looking away from him
"wish i could say it back but.." i pause to look his outfit up and down "you need improving"
"whatt" he frowns in confusion "everyone says i got style"
"define everyone,because if that is your bitches im afraid theyre just trynna get to you" i say
