Love and Basketball ||Urban(DAVE EAST)

Chapter 24

Was listening to this while writing. A fucking bop🤤 enjoy y'all.
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Saint Smith, 6:45am
My phone went off, waking me up almost instantly out of my sleep. I shifted in bed, reaching for it on the night table but it hadn't been there.

I sucked my teeth getting out of bed, looking for where the sound came from. My phone was in my back jeans pocket. I reached for it to turn it off.

I slowly walked back to the bed only to realize someone had been lying there.

"Oh shit." I whispered to myself.

Cassie lied there naked, with the sheets over her breasts. She was sound of asleep and none of my noise woke her.

I looked down at myself. I was butt ass naked too and we were still at Lisa's house.

"What the fuck happened last night?!" I whispered to myself, grabbing my things off the floor only to drop them back on the floor.

Cassie shifted in her sleep making a little noise.

I decided it was best to wake her up. I climbed back in bed with her, sitting upright with my back against the headboard which had a pillow in between it and the wall.

"Cassie." I whispered, shaking her a bit.

"Hmm." She moaned sleepily.

"Wake up mama. We gotta get out of here." I whispered.

She sat upright, letting the covers fall off her breasts. I looked down at them and she sleepily tried to figure out what I was staring at.

She suddenly noticed, pulling the covers up over her chest. Now she was just as shocked as I was.

We just stared at each other trying to figure out what we did. Then it all came back.

"Did we-" she started to ask before I cut her off.

"Yeah we did." I sighed.

"Wow." She said.

"Did we use a-" she started to ask before I cut her off again. 

"Yeah. We did. I keep em on me all the time." I sighed.

Before Cassie got the chance to speak, we both heard the sound of footsteps walk past the room.

"Aw fuck!" She whispered, gripping her hands tightly around the sheets that covered her chest.

"How we getting out?" I asked, figuring she'd know how to get out of Lisa's house.

"Nigga I don't know?!" She panicked, getting up from the bed with the sheets still around her, pulling them off and up from under me.

"Can't we just-" I asked before she cut me off.

"Shhhhh!" She panicked, pressing her finger to her lips.

"Can we just leave when we hear someone else leave?" I whispered.

"No! There could be other people in the house." She huffed, picking up her clothes from the floor and running into the guest bathroom next to us.

I got up, putting my clothes on. Once I finished, Cassie stepped out of the bathroom with the outfit she had on yesterday minus her fishnets.

I bit my lip, watching her as she took the bun out of the top of her hair. Then put it into one big ponytail at the top of her hair. No matter what she did, it looked good to me and it was crazy I was just now realizing this shit.