4.Blake's Girl

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We entered the restaurant and went up to the waitress. "Hello. Name? "

B: "Griffin" The waitress picked up two menus and said, "right this way please." The young girl led Blake and I to a booth. "Here you go." I slid into the booth first so that Blake's back was facing the window where the paparazzi stood. Blake and I looked at the menus and ordered our food.

B: "so how did that feel?"

A: "I mean it's a little overwhelming, but I will get used to it." His right hand landed on my left thigh. Our food arrived and we talked about our families and when they should meet. I had one more day until Blake's parents came into town. We finished our meal and got our check.

B: "ok do you want to wait in here while the valet gets the car or do you want to stand out side and give the paparazzi something to look at."

A: "babe I'll do whatever makes you happy. I'm just Enjoying the ride." As he got up he grabbed my hand. He led me out of the restaurant door. As we walked out the paparazzi's cameras went off. A young boy came and took Blake's ticket and went to get his car. While we were waiting Blake grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. I looked up at him and He leaned down and pecked my lips. I smiled at him as the flashes went off faster. The voices of men asking questions at us was all I could hear. His car pulled up and he opened my door and went and got in on his side.

When we got home he parked in the garage and we went inside. We both went upstairs to change. My bag of clothes was in his room. I put on a white v neck with pink, white, and black checkered pants. I went back down stairs to the kitchen. I opened the freezer to find some cookie dough ice cream. When I found it I bent over to grab it and as I did that Blake smacked my butt.

A:" BLAKE AUSTIN GRIFFIN!" He laughed and grabbed two spoons. "What are you doing? I'm not sharing ice cream with you, you a** smacker." Blake laughed as we entered the living room. He sat down on my right and put his arm up behind me. I felt so protected as I cuddled under his huge body. He turned on the tv and as soon as he did my eyes widened....

TV Announcer: Pictures of Blake and I from about 30 minutes ago were flashing across the screen. "Blake Griffin has been spotted smooching with Victoria Secret Model Aubrey McDaniels outside of LA's newest restaurant. This is not the first time that we have seen these two together." Pictures of Blake and I entering the clippers garage flashed across the screen now. "Sorry Fans of Blake looks like you have some competition. She's not only Aubrey, she's Blake's Girl." The volume on the TV went down.

I looked over at Blake and he looked down at me with a smile on his face. I thought he was going to be upset, but he was just the opposite.

B:"guess what.?Your Blake's girl!" he leaned down and kissed me. My phone, which was on the kitchen counter started to go off all of a sudden, ringing like crazy. I hopped up and grabbed it. All the notifications came from twitter. I already knew what it was. All these tweets from Blake's "girls" were all up and down my notifications. They were saying that I wasn't even tall enough to be a model and that I was ugly and Blake should cheat on me with them. There were some nice comments, but the mean ones out did the nice ones. I looked at the notifications as I walked back to the couch. Blake had pulled out his phone too and was now typing away. I got another notification.

@blakegriffin32: guys if you love me you will love her too. I love you @aubreymcdaniels Please smile :)

I looked up from my phone and smiled at Blake. He said that he loved me and we have never said that before.

I smiled big! " I love you too Blake." He kissed me passionately and it started to get heated as he carried me up to his bedroom. He closed his bedroom doors behind us.

The next morning I woke up to an empty bed. Blake had to go to practice because of their game tomorrow. I looked at my phone and had 23 notifications. I wiped my eyes and sat up. " uh oh!"

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