a diamond in the rough ≫ kyrie irving

seven • confusion

13th of February, 2013

The couple woke up early the following morning, both sharing a restless night of sleep as they each wondered about their relationship. Both had caught feelings for each other but they were too stubborn to admit it. Anastasia decided to turn on the television. Re-runs of F.R.I.E.N.D.S appeared on the television screen. This made Kyrie sit up in his bed notifying Stasia that he was awake. "Good-morning Ky." she said, not very ecstatic for the day she was about to conquer. Today was All-Star Saturday, that mean't media, followed by practice and finally followed by the NBA contests, which Kyrie was taking part in. Kyrie wanted her to be there so she couldn't decline. "Good-morning Stasia." A deep raspy voice responded. Her mouth went dry as she realised the owner of that sexy tone was Kyrie. 'Why does he have to sound so good' she thought as she sent him a smile.

After breakfast, the two got ready for media day. She wore a very simple but respectful outfit, nothing to much and Kyrie did the same. Kyrie smiled as he saw the young girl leave the bathroom ready to go. She was so beautiful to him. He just wished she felt the same about him. "You ready?" Kyrie asks as he calls an uber to collect them. "Yes." She answered applying lip balm to her lips. She had on minimum amount of make-up on as usual. She only did her eyebrows, concealed and bronzed. Kyrie stared at her amazed by her beauty. Her figure had gained a bit of weight since he first met her but he was not complaining, she looked healthier and happier. He opened the door and let her exit first being the gentleman he was raised to be. Kyrie and Anastasia made their way to the lobby  of the hotel to wait for the uber. "You exited for today Ky?" She asked fixing his collar that had folded into the material. Kyrie took a gulp once her hand touched his collar. He watched her aim all her focus onto the jacket making sure he looked professional. "Yeah, I'm always exited for stuff like this. I mean, it's all for the fans. They the ones putting a roof over my head. Got give the love back." He chuckled. Stasia smiled as she flattened the front of his jacket with her hand, grabbing onto it she looked up and said "Looking good Kyrie." and added her signature wink. She removed her hand from Kyrie's jacket making Kyrie frown for a quick second. "So this contest thing you were on about.. what exactly is it?" She asked slightly embarrassed as she didn't understand it. "It's a 3-point contest that I'm in. Basically I got to put all the balls in the basket in like a minute.. I think. It will be tough because there is Steph, Klay, Kyle Low—" "Kyrie shut up. I know you gonna win, don't be acting like you won't. I ain't stupid." "Mr and Mrs Irving, your uber is here." a bell boy announced. She snapped her head at Kyrie and raised an eyebrow. "Mr and Mrs Irving?"

After Kyrie spent the whole twenty minute uber drive explaining to Anastasia why he put down Mr and Mrs Irving as the passengers, which there really was no reason except for Kyrie's own pleasure, they arrived to the arena where media day was to take place. They exited the car together and the paparazzi were loving it. "Kyrie! Kyrie! Is this the new girlfriend?" "What is your name?" "Kyrie! Who is she?!" "Give us a kiss." Anastasia dropped her head low feeling uncomfortable in the predicament that they were in. The flashing lights, the loud obnoxious voices and the inappropriate behaviour of the mob. Kyrie realised that she was very uncomfortable. He lowered his head to her ear and told her to hold his hand. She obliged and intertwined their fingers. Kyrie then stood in front of her and shielded her as he pushed past the dense crowd. Once they entered the arena neither wanted to let go of each other's hand. He smiled as he looked down and saw their hands that perfectly fit together. "Uh-umm." A man cleared his throat making both of them turn to him. "Kyrie I am so glad you made it! I am Steve and I will be your guide for the day. So can you and.." "Anastasia" "Anastasia please follow me." He faked smiled clearly not wanting to be here and guided them to his first interview of the morning. The two let go of each other's grip as he went to sit down on the chair that was placed in front of a blue background that sported the NBA logo all over it. Her heart dropped at the loss of contact as did Kyrie's. A swarm of interviewers approached Kyrie holding their recording devices very close to him. "Alright you will have ten minutes to ask Kyrie questions. Thank you." Steve said before stepping away from the swarm. "Hello Kyrie, Julie from ESPN. Are you nervous about the 3-Point Contest tonight? There will be some great opposition." "Uh- well I was nervous this morning, but once I got a bit of reinforcement," Kyrie answered and sent you a sly smile. "I realised that I'm just as good, even better, then the other guys. I mean Stephen Curry is shooting amazing this year along with his Splash Bro Klay Thompson, and Chris Paul will always be a threat. But I believe in myself." He continued. "Next question?" "Kyrie! David from the New York Times. Who is the mystery girl that was with you this morning?" "I don't see what that has to do with basketball. Next question." Kyrie smacked back obviously annoyed. But what really annoyed him most was the fact that he didn't actually know the answer to the question.
What are we?

As the morning continued, Kyrie became more and more annoyed as people kept asking the same question to him. "Who is the mysterious girl." Anastasia noticed how irritated he had become. Once he had finished his last interview with Ernie Johnson from Inside the NBA, Anastasia approached him with open arms that he gladly accepted. "Kyrie I am so sorry I came, I knew this would happen." She mumbled into his covered chest. "No, no. I wanted you here. They just got the keep there noises where they belong." He laughed as he removed himself from the hug. "You hungry? You got practice in an hour and a half." Stasia asked as she was hungry herself but didn't want to be rude and demand him to go get lunch with her. "Yeah, I'll eat. There is a buffet on level three." He said as he led her to the elevator that took them to level three. As they both got the food they wanted and sat down in a booth facing each other. Kyrie and Anastasia didn't say a word as they demolished the feast that was in front of them, both obviously hungry. Once they finished they talked about everything and anything. The conversation flowed. Kyrie smiled as he remembered the first couple of weeks with this girl. She was damn near mute but now she had grown so comfortable with him she would talk his ear off with no hesitation. He was her best friend. "East Practice is starting in forty minutes. All players please proceed to the locker room now." A man announced interrupting their conversation. "All right, well that is me. You wanna watch or you wanna go shopping, I have money. The mall is about a fifteen minute walk from–" "Ky, I don't want your money, I just wanna support my man right now." She giggled as she rose up from the booth. "Your man?" He questioned raising an eyebrow like she had done earlier. "Uh I mean like, uh, my best friend! I'll see you on the court!" She flustered as her face began to redden with the embarrassment of the comment she just made. She quickly began to walk away not daring to turn her head around. Kyrie just sat there completely confused by the whole scene.

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Kyrie entered the locker room dabbing up all his teammates and friends congratulating them on their achievements. He quickly got changed into the gear and walked out onto the court. The session went fast enough as all the guys messed around especially the veterans like Dwight, Dywane and Lebron. Those boys were clowns. They did simple drills just to build up some confidence and chemistry between one another. Once it was over they did a cool down when a fellow player, Demar Derozen walked up to Kyrie. "My G, what's good. I see you got a female now." He joked as he reached for his ankles to stretch his hamstrings. "Nah we ain't like that, not yet anyways." Kyrie responded joining Demar in the same action. "What! You serious, I wouldn't mind having some of that." "It's off limits tho." Kyrie quickly responded before walking away. 'How many more of these ballers gonna ask him about her.' He thought as he entered the dressing room. Demar wasn't the first guy to ask him about Stasia on the team. I mean they just want one thing off her and it began to piss him off the disrespect they were giving her. They didn't even know her. After Coach Rivers talked to them about the game tomorrow night Kyrie exited the locker room to find Anastasia. "Hey, you ready to go champ!?" Stasia said as she jumped onto his back, startling him at first but soon he was at ease once he realised who it was.
"I'm ready beautiful."

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