Thirty||w.s.c

Five

(Oh my fuucckk^^^ I could look at this all day)

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"I feel like we were just here." Steph mumbles out loud as we step inside the air conditioned store.

"Thats because we were." Dray states obviously, giving steph a weird look. "What? do you have short term memory loss or some shit?"

Steph ignores him, and trails behind Klay and I, Draymond going in the opposite direction. "I'm leaving you weirdos."

Klay looks over at me when Draymond was out of sight. "Can you buy me cookies? I used all the cash I had in my pocket and I forgot my credit card."

I sigh, "I dont know. We'll see." Man, I feel like a mother.

As I hobble on my crutches into the junk food isle, the two boys following suit, I say "So you want me to buy you cookies?" I tease my best friend as we stand in the junk food isle of the grocery store.

Klay nods, and I push up the sunglasses further up the bridge of my nose . "Well why not?"

I shrug, acting like I'm giving in. "fine, I dont care."

Stephen was being overly quiet and it was concerning me. So I look over at him and smile when I see him looking at me already. "So Klay got his cookies, What do you want while you're at it?" I nod my head in Klays direction, looking at Steph questionably.

Steph mumbles incoherently, walks in my direction with a scowl and walks past me, but not before his shoulder bumps against mine and hes walking away from me down the isle.

"Jeez." I groan.

Klay comes by my side with a pack of Oreos in hand, looking towards Steph, who was talking to draymond. "What's his problem?" I ask him.

"He's pissed for some reason." he shrugs, and turns to look at me with his adorable smile. "What did you do?" he teases, pointing a finger at me.

"I didnt do shit." I protest. "He's just..hot and cold. One minute, hes offering to drive to go to the store with me, and the next minute he's giving me the cold shoulder. literally." I scoff.

Klay nods his head and wraps his arm around my shoulder, sending a feeling through my body, and I shiver.

Almost losing my grip on my crutches, I whip my head in Klay's direction. "Lets go, Draymond has the cart and I'm afraid he'll eat all of it before I even take it home."

Klay belts out a laugh, and escorts me to a smiling Dray and a scowling Steph.

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"Thanks for taking me, guys." I smile at the three goofballs that were standing on my porch steps.

"Its no problem." Klay smiles at me, and comes closer for a hug.

I almost hesitate, since I was really off balance without my crutches, but I still wrapped my arms around Klay, smiling into his shoulder.

"What am I, chopped liver?" Draymond's voice exclaims from behind us, and I try to pull away, but Klay isn't budging. "Klay c'mon." I laugh, and he awkwardly pulls away, rubbing the back of his neck and chuckles.

I give dray a little hug after he comes up the stairs, and he soon pulls away. "You better be coming to our playoff game tomorrow," He says, and I give him a weird look as i look down at my ankle. "I mean, even though you're a cripple and all ...."

I scoff, Laughing. I know I really shouldnt go with my concussion, but whatever. "Yeah, whatever. Ill be there."

Klay laughs, running a hand over his hair to smooth it out. "I guess we'll get out of your way now, Goodnight."