new rules ✧ klay thompson

6

Before I know it, I'm in an arcade with my best friends and well Camila. I was forced to attend, I would much rather be at home binge watching a series on Netflix while I can.

"Oh! This place looks fun!" Stephen exclaims, observing the dark place that was filled with various arcade games. Sometimes I forget he's not a child. I laugh, rolling my eyes, as my friends excitedly cheer happily.

"It does! I wish I could dance on the disco floor." Camila comments, shrugging her shoulders in disappointment.

"I'll dance on the disco floor for you. I promise you can video tape it if it makes you feel better. I swear, I'm a good dancer." I interject, unsure of myself. I am basically volunteering myself with the two people who thrive of me acting foolishly. Stephen and Draymond. They quietly giggle, smirking in my direction. I furrow my eyebrows in confusions as to asking what was funny.

"Loosen up Klay. You've been up tight the whole week." Draymond comments, handing me a pill. It's supposed to make me relaxed, easy going, and well loose.

"I am loosened up. It's just that you're comparing myself to you and Stephen. That's not fair! y'all are so crazy dudes." I say, defending myself as Camila leads me to the disco floor as Stephen and Draymond follow.

"Shake that ass boi!" Stephen yells, chugging on some alcohol that a cocktail waitress had served him. I saw that she was staring at him, licking her lips, swaying her hips before she made her way to our group.

"Sir, you're car is being towed outside. Why don't I lead you outside as instructed." The woman says. I glare at her, denying my friend to leave with the woman alone. Having two children, a wife, and a loving family. He has too much to lose. I don't trust the woman, as I accidentally blurt out something I didn't mean to say.

"Get the fuck outta here slut." I say, angry clear in my voice, my fists clenched as Draymond stops me from making the page of a magazine. 

  The woman surrenders, leaving the area in embarrassment pulling her skirt to a normal height. 

"I'm sorry guys. I really am. Camila film the video!" I instruct, sipping my cold glass of lemonade. After all I wasn't planning on getting drunk like before.

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"I guess we'll see you later. I have to get ready tomorrow for training. If coach suspects me to pull another all nighter I'm fucked. I need to sleep. Even though I'd much rather be at the bar or club."  Draymond declares, heading off into the distance as we assume that's where his car is parked.

"I agree. Today was fun! but I got to read my baby girls to sleep. I promised and Ayesha and I want to do a dub smash. See y'all later." Stephen announces, giving us each a brief hug as he heads off into the distance.

"It's just us huh?" Camila says, sipping on her glass of Sprite. For a pregnant woman, Camila is very patient and understanding. Even after the incident she's been so relaxed. I don't understand how that woman operates and I don't think that I ever will. 

"Yea. Why don't we go home and watch a horror film on Netflix. Popcorn and everything." I say vaguely, rubbing my hands against hers.

"Oh so I can get scared and you'll be the hero " Camila replies, smirking at me.

I chuckle nodding my head in agreement, "obviously, why else!"

"You're such a douche bag. Sure, but don't scare me just for my own amusement like last time." Camila orders.

"Last time was all Draymond and Stephen! They included me last minute. Once they came through the front doors, I knew they were planning something evil." I explain, recalling last weeks events where we scared Camila thinking their was an intruder in the house.

"It better be Klay! Or else you better watch out." Camila warns, snuggling into my chest as rain drops fall.

"Race to the car!" I exclaim, already answering the question.

"I'm pregnant! You cheater!" Camila says, behind me as she struggles to maintain her balance.

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New update! Wasn't planning on updating but I was just determined to. Hope you enjoy these moments.