Crash; {Kyrie Irving}

The Date;

Paris

I sighed, looking in the mirror at my face which I had applied light makeup to, then looked down to my phone and looked at the time.
9:35 p.m.
I was about to go out with Kyrie, who invited me to dinner tonight. I tied my hair up in a ponytail and pulled my dress down slightly.

"Girl! Relax! You look smoking." Shaniya smiled as she helped me get ready.

"Are you sure?" I asked,

"Yes girl! You're going to have Kyrie drooling especially with the way your ass looks in that dress." She smirked.

I smiled, applying a bit more lipgloss.
"Thanks Shay."

As I reached for my shoes, a knock on the door stopped me. I looked at Shay who had a smile on her face.

I bit my lip as nervousness flooded my emotions and turned to her.
"I don't know about this..."

"What!?"

"I mean, what if it doesn't work out? What if we don't click? What if he freaks out when he finds out that I'm Klay's sister? He hasn't even noticed yet!"

"Girl! Chill! You've gotten this far. Don't give up!"

I took a deep breath and nodded.
"You sure I look okay?"

"Yes girl! Now go answer the door!"

I stood up and opened it to see Kyrie standing there looking suave as hell. He looked really good.
Damn.
His eyes widened and he chuckled.
"Wow! You look....amazing. You look beautiful." He smiled.

"Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself Mr. Irving. You couldn't text me that you were here. I don't even have my shoes on." I smiled.

He looked at his Rolex.
"We got time. Go get your shoes on."

I nodded as I let him in.

"Shaniya this is-"

"Kyrie Irving. I'm Shaniya, Paris's closest friend and roommate. Go find your shoes P, I need to have a little chat with Mr. Irving."

He raised an eyebrow at me and I shrugged.
"I'll be right back." I said, walking up to him.
"Don't let her intimidate you." I whispered.

He smiled.
"Intimidate me?"

I gave him a sympathetic smile as I walked into my closet, I finally got on the pair I wanted and I walked back out into the living room to see a somewhat scared Kyrie and a smiling Shaniya.

"Okay I'm ready."

He nodded and stood up quickly.
"Great. Let's go."

"Have fun my youngins!" Shaniya yelled.

Kyrie

As we walked out to my car, I couldn't help but stare at Paris's ass in the dress she was wearing. She looked stunning tonight. I opened the car door for her and hopped in after her.

I sighed and handed her the aux cord.

She gasped as I started pulling out of her driveway. She looked up and raised an eyebrow.
"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I'm trusting you, so please don't play any Miley Cyrus or some shit like that." I chuckled.

She smiled and attached the cord to her phone.
"Miley Cyrus is a classic, but I won't hurt your ears...this time."