"best friend huh?" i ask with a slight chuckle as i cut up the tomato's to put in the pot. "yeah best friend. and why you say it like that?" he asks sitting his bag down next to the island with a confused look on his face. "because i was once just your best friend." i state in a dry tone allowing his silence to just swallow me up whole. "so if you came here just to tell me not to worry about anything then you can just keep that load of bull to yourself." "do you even want to be happy or you just always gonna pull nonexistent problems out of your ass for me to solve?" he asks and i chuckle making my cuts shorter. "i'm always happy." "then why do you stay tryna sabotage this relationship?" he asks in an irritated tone and i tighten my lips, my blood starting to get hot. "face it, you like the drama. you like the trouble, you like the hiding and you somehow sickeningly like the idea of having to claw me away from girls that you know could never take your spot just to make yourself feel like you're always in a struggle, when you're not! you've never known it!" "are you trying to say i'm privileged?" i asked in a heated tone and he rubs his face trying to calm himself down. "As fuck!" he ends up squeaking out and i poke the knife in the cutting board letting it stand straight. "okay mr. teenage millionaire how about you take me from this fancy ass highrise in your fancy ass hellcat and take me back to the hotel where i'm not surrounded by thousand dollar plaques and million dollar paintings of what ever idea you have of me, up on every fucking wall in this bitch!" i yell throwing the knife at one of the paintings of the three of us in the kitchen making him duck. "since IM so fucking privileged!" -------- Zeena and Mikey finally happy and together. Finally finding their rightful path to life. Or is it death? Well it shouldn't matter cause they both end in happiness. Right?

━ ❛ and you know damn well, for you i would ruin myself. ❜ 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 a chance encounter at a café leads to winona rosario revealing the details of her affair to a desperate, cutthroat journalist. OR 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 lamelo was certain she'd keep the details to the grave. 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 🌟 #1 in nba #1 in illicitaffairs #9 in ncaa #63 in ball ❪ 1/4 OF THE MICHIGAN SERIES ❫ ❪ LAMELO BALL X FEMALE!OC ❫ ❪ EXTENDED SUMMARY INSIDE ❫ ❪ COMPLETED: TBA ❫

𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

It was three years ago. They never expected to see each other again. Can you really blame him? Can you really blame her? Even after everything. There's still no regrets.

i don't want the sun to shine; i wanna make love

[lowercase intended] every teacher has a favorite student, and sometimes, they have a favorite parent.

another lamelo book on my mama

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ASCENSION, "The act of rising to an important position or a higher level" Giselle has devoted her life to the arts, the arts of dance. While melo has devoted his to the ball that has been in his hands since a young age. Being young and ambitious is what keeps them going - little do they know, there's more to life than working. Cover by - - @wordsbykay.

( 𝚗 ); 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎. - 𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣