The Boy Next Door | LaMelo Ball

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I look at my phone waiting several minutes for LaMelo to reply.

I see the '...' pop up once in a while so I know LaMelo is typing a message.

My heart starts to race everyone the '...' appears because LaMelo could send me a message at any time.

LaMelo🏀 yeah, we do..

LaMelo🏀 in person or through text?

It's up to you..

LaMelo🏀 give me five minutes to finish cleaning the kitchen.

I look at myself in the mirror and I gasp hopping off of my bed.

"I look horrible!" I quickly put on a bra and my BBB shirt that one of the Ball brothers got me and some black leggings.

I get my lip gloss and I put some on my lips.

My hair is messy so I pull it into a messy bun leaving a few strands of hair down.

I wet the strands of hair I left out and I curl it around my finger.

I let it go and my curl looks ten times more defined.

After putting on my hoops, I grab my fuzzy slides and my mascara.

I put on my mascara and I let out a sigh.

"I look ten times better," I talk to myself.

I walk to my backpack and I put a piece of gum in my mouth.

I sit down on my bed and I wait for the doorbell to ring.

After waiting for twenty minutes, the doorbell finally rings.

"I got it!" Me and my mom yell at the same time.

My mom reaches the door before me.

"Awe, hey LaMelo!" My mom pulls him into a hug.

"Joslyn!" My mom calls for me even though I'm right next to her.

"I'm right here!" I say covering my ears.

"Oh," my mom giggles to herself.

"Sorry." She walks away.

I walk outside with LaMelo and we sit at the edge of my driveway.

After moment of awkward silence, LaMelo finally says something.

"So..." He trails off.

I look down fiddling with my fingers.

"Look Joslyn," LaMelo sighs. "I like you, but I don't know if you like me or not!"

"I- I do like you LaMelo!" I blink a few times then I look up.

LaMelo is staring at me.

"Then how come every time I do something nice for you you have to remind me that we are not actually dating?"

"Because," I sigh looking down. "I don't know, okay?"

Yes you do...

"I think your not telling me something!" LaMelo says lifting my chin up.

A blush spreads across my face when I look into his eyes.

LaMelo seems nervous too.

What, LaMelo Ball's nervous?

"LaMelo I can't date you if you were being a fuck boy that's just- disgusting!" I blurt out.

LaMelo looks shocked. "What are you talking about?"

"People always tell me that you're sleeping with a bunch of girls and that-"

"-I'm gonna stop you right there. Who do you wanna beleive? Me or some stranger from our school?"

I stay quiet.

"Answer me!" LaMelo says raising his voice.

He sees me flinch and he sighs lowering his voice.

"Now that you've gotten to know the real LaMelo Ball who are you going to believe?"

I don't...I don't know!