The Other Side *A Blake Griffin FanFic*

Where It All Began

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Brielle was taking off her microphone and handing it back to the producer when she felt arms wrap around her from behind. She knew it was Blake she didn’t even have to turn around.

“Hi beautiful,” Blake whispered being that there were still a lot of TV people running around he was trying not to draw too much attention to them.

“I missed you,” Brielle sighed leaning back into his embrace.

“I missed you too. You did good on there,” Blake said letting her go. He wasn’t going to tell her he had heard what she had said. Obviously he would see it again at some point if they were recording her.

“Thank you,” Brielle smiled at him.

“We need to get back and pack,” Blake said grabbing her hand.

“I know. I don’t want to get on a plane,” Brielle sighed. 

“At least it’s a short flight,” Blake pointed out.

“True,” Brielle nodded.

The two made their way out of the arena and to the rental car. The team had already left San Antonio. Blake and Brielle were flying commercial and would be staying at Brielle’s house in Oklahoma City when they landed.

“Have you been in my house?” Brielle asked taking her seat next to Blake and buckling her seat belt. 

The flight was pretty empty which kind of surprised her. She figured fans would for sure be traveling back and forth. Lucky for the two of them that wasn’t the case. 

“No. You were in an apartment when I left,” Blake answered looking over at her. “Are you going to keep your house if you move?”

“I had planned on it. I mean we both still have family out there it’s not like we’re never going to be in Oklahoma. It’s paid off too,” Brielle explained. 

“I want you to move in with me. If you don’t like my house we can find something together that we both like,” Blake said as the plane took off. 

“Yeah I knew that was coming,” Brielle sighed. “I think buying a house together should be something we do after we’re married,”

“Yeah. Okay,” Blake nodded. “So does that mean you will?”

“I could care less what your house looks like Blake. I’m not with you for what you have,” Brielle laughed. 

“I know,” Blake sighed. “You need to reach out to your parents,”

“I will,” Brielle said getting a little annoyed. 

“It’s not exactly a secret that you and I are serious Brie. I want to eventually do the right thing and ask permission from your father,” Blake said grabbing her left hand, his thumb grazing over her ring finger.