The Other Side *A Blake Griffin FanFic*

Do Your Thing

So I started another story and I'm torn on whether or not I want to post it. I had an idea for it and it's kinda taken a mind of its own. If I do it will be called Blank Space. This chapter contains some rated R stuff. You've been warned :) 

Brielle was getting more and more nervous the closer it got to game time. She was nervous about Blake being there and how being there watching instead of playing would go for him and she was nervous about how it would play out for the Thunder. The Spurs had been picked to win the west since the all star break and that was a fact not lost on anyone in the Thunder locker room. 

One by one the players began to file out to get ready to start the game. Brielle walked out behind the team with the coaching staff. She looked to her right behind the visitors bench and saw Blake. He had on jeans and a simple red t-shirt with a plain black hat that was pulled down over his eyes. 

Blake smiled at her as she she made her way over to the bench. She sat behind the first row of chairs and directly in front of Blake as the guys warmed up.

“Hi beautiful,” Blake whispered leaning down so his mouth was right by her ear. 

“You’re gonna get me in trouble,” Brielle whispered turning her head slightly. 

“Sorry,” Blake whispered still not moving away from her.

“I need to talk to you about something later,” Brielle said turning so she was facing the tunnel the team had run out of earlier. 

“What?” Blake asked a worried look crossing his face. 

“I was approached by Chuck about being on Inside The NBA,” Brielle said nodding at Scott Brooks who was waving her over. “You can guess what he wants to talk about,” Brielle said just before getting up to talk to Scott.

Blake laughed lightly knowing exactly what he wanted to talk to her about. He too had been approached by him about the same thing. Brielle obviously didn’t know that Blake had agreed to do it and would tell her she should if that’s what she wanted to do. 

Brielle finished her conversation with Scott just in time for the anthem. She took her place in line next to Russell Westbrook as the anthem singer began to sing. The butterflies in her stomach were going crazy. She could only imagine how the rest of the team felt. 

Once it was over she took her seat. She felt Blake lightly rub her back as the ball was tipped and the western conference finals began. 

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The game ended with the Spurs beating the Thunder by 2 points. As nervous as Brielle was about coming out for the game she was even more nervous about going back to the locker room. The guys were furious, the coaching staff was frustrated and Brielle just hoped nothing was being thrown when she finally made it back there.

She zipped up the backpack she had with her and walked back to the locker room. Blake had left just before the end of the game to go get the car and to ensure he wasn’t noticed by too many people.