testing the waters ➳ stephen curry & klay thompson ✔️

Chapter 30- The Planner

*Destiny's POV*

*Jennifer Hudson as Wadeline Mercer*

"Where is she? I'm so fucking sleepy." Klay groans, resting his large head on my shoulder.

"When she gets here, we're going to the hospital to see how Tae's doing. So just hang in there big boy." I said patting his head softly.

"I don't wanna wait no more, I wanna go to sleep." He says poking his bottom lip out.

"On the bright side,-" I said starting to change the subject. "I heard this friend of Tae's has a lot of notoriety in the wedding planner business. Especially NBA weddings. She planned Russell and Nina's wedding as well as Carmelo and Lala's."

"Yeah I know." He says rubbing his eyes.

"Oh really how?" I said moving my shoulder to get him to sit up.

"What is her name again?"

"Wadeline."

"Oh yeah, I know her. Me and go waaaay back." he says smiling. I raise my eyebrows at him, and stick my head to the side.

"How back?" I said emotionless.

"Whoa, what's your deal?" He says folding his arms.

"Just how far back do ya'll go?" I say, growing more and more anxious with his stalling.

"First tell me why you mad." He says looking at his phone.

I slap his phone out of his hand, I repeat myself once more.

"How far back do ya'll go?" I said, placing my foot on top of his phone, so he couldn't pick it up.

"Destiny.."

"Klay.."

"She's been Draymond's girlfriend since we were in college." He said crossing his arms. "Now can I have my phone?"

I smack my lips, a little bit relieved, and I pick up his phone. I turn it around and it's completely shattered. I chuckle a little and hand it to him.

"See what you do?" He says staring at his phone.

"I love you too." I said turning my attention to the young lady approaching us.

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*Stephen's POV*

"Stay still and let him wrap your fingers up!" I screamed at Tae. She kept flinching, and I could tell the doctor was growing more and more impatient.

"Baby, can you please just do this for me?" I said looking into her eyes. She shook her head no.

I looked at the doctor, and I asked him to let me talk to her in private. Her eyes follow him outside the door, then once it closes, her eyes meet mine again. I am really not in the mood for this baby act. I'm here with her, at 6:32 in the morning, in my pajamas.

"Before you say anything, I just wanna remind you that this, indeed is your fault." She says pointing to her once bloody fingers. "So don't yell at me."

I take a breath, while putting my hands on my hips. "Listen. I brought you to my personal doctor & you're making me look bad. I need you to be brave, so we can go home. Okay?" I said stepping in front of her. She shakes her head yes and continues to look at her swollen fingers. I pat her knee, and I go sit down in the chair next to the bed. She shifts uncomfortably, coughs a little then looks at me. I try hard to pretend like I don't notice but I start smiling anyways.