way up • stephen curry [au]

iii. i said so

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Arzaya

"Do it!" Shay pushed me forward but I resisted. "Arz, don't just fucking stand there!"

I glanced at Steph and the rest of his teammates as they formed a crowd near his locker. They were having banters and you could hear Draymond's loud, roaring laughter. I swear the guy must have swallowed a microphone.

"I-I can't," I mumbled, backing down. I held my book close to my chest but kept my eyes on the swarm of basketball players. "Forget it, Shay. I'll just...I'm fine with myself."

Please let the bell ring already.

Suddenly, Klay saw us looking at them and he made his way towards us. Steph got distracted so he looked, then...fuck! he's looking at me.

I averted my eyes as I panicked inside.

"Hey, babe," Klay greeted my best friend with a kiss on the cheek before looking over at me. "Sup, Arzaya."

Shay gave me this mischievous smile as she took Klay's attention back. "Babe? Can you help Arzaya out?"

"Sure, what for?" he casually asked.

I widened my eyes and warned her telepathically but she was really going for it. Ugh, fuck you, Shay.

"You see, she was such a bitch to Curry yesterday, but she realized she actually really need to work with him," she explained as I mentally sighed. "So, can you help her out because she needs to apologize to him."

She really emphasized the 'needs' on that one.

Klay just laughed it off and looked behind me. "Steph!"

Oh god.

I was about to pass out. "No, no, no Klay! It's okay—"

"What's up?"

I turned to see Steph casually leaning on my locker as he looked at Klay. He greeted Shay with a smile but he ignored me.

Because he's an asshole.

"So, uh," Klay looked at me encouragingly. I palmed my face in embarrassment, not knowing how I'd be able to live after this. "I think Arzaya has something to say to you."

Steph—whose eyes widened in mock surprise—looked at me. "Really, now?"

Behind him, Shay was mouthing 'you better not back the fuck out or I will slap your fucking face'.

I swallowed my pride and gathered enough confidence. "I just...well, about yesterday..."

Stephen fucking Curry suddenly grinned and I could very well see that gap. "Hold up," he looked around and waved his boys over. "Boys, y'all gotta come here!"

"What?! Are you being serious right now—" I tried to complain but I was far too late.

Draymond, Andre, and the rest of them easily came over, gaining interest at the scene.