16. Back In Sync

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Stephen POV

"So how are you doing this morning?" I cleared my throat. However I immediately regretted asking that question, as it was now probably the millionth time I had asked this morning.

Brooklyn and I were currently more than 30,000 feet in the air, as we were headed back to Oakland. Or more or less back to reality-at least that's what it felt like, as I snapped out of the fantasy I've been in ever since that night.

I couldn't help but thank God for that ice skating rink worker that interrupted me and Brooklyn that night, as I could've made a terrible mistake.

Not only that, but what bothered me the most was that if I did happen to kiss Brooklyn, I wasn't sure if I would be able to stop. She looked so beautiful that night and her lips were so captivating.

There's no telling what I would've done if we hadn't been interrupted.

Therefore throughout the rest of the weekend as I began to distance myself from Brooklyn.

I ignored all her calls, texts, and all other forms of communication, however my mistake along with thoughts of her still plagued my mind. However I didn't realize how ignoring her would create an awkward silence, which I was completely not used to as conversation always flows easy between us.

Therefore today, all she did was nod, or ignore me altogether. I didn't blame her though, all of this was completely my fault.

"I'm fine" she spoke quietly as she continued to look out of the window. "Perfectly fine".

"Brooklyn" I tried as I attempted to grasp her hand, yet she pulled away. Sighing I gave up and decided to leave her alone for the rest of the flight, or at least until she was ready to talk to me.

I pulled out my headphones and clicked on a playlist before leaning back on the seat, and letting sleep overtake me.

BROOKLYN POV

For the life of me I couldn't get comfortable

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For the life of me I couldn't get comfortable. Not only was this airline seat causing my back to cramp up, but my mind was running a hundred miles a minute, as I was still trying to process how my career almost ended in 2.5 seconds at an ice skating rink.

All because of my damn hormones I utterly embarrassed myself, in front of a client that I have gotten way too comfortable with.

Afterwards I immediately wanted to apologize which explains why I blew up the mans phone over the weekend trying to explain myself. However, my advance seemed to scare Stephen away making me even more stressed.

I could barely look at the man to the left of me even though he was asleep.

I groaned as I noticed everyone else around me looking comfortable or off sleeping. I was tired as hell but I just couldn't seem to relax my mind.

I attempted to reposition my body, facing the window however, my back wasn't having it causing me to emit a groan.

"Stop moving" a raspy voice whispered quietly.

I froze and immediately whipped my head around, facing what appeared to be a sleeping Stephen as he still had his eyes closed.

Frowning I leaned forward and examined him to make sure I wasn't hallucinating due to lack of sleep.

"Yes I said that" he mumbled answering my question.

"How did you know I wasn't asleep?" I whispered as I continued to look at him confused.

A light smirk spread across his face, "I just know mama" he shrugged and turned to his side. "Now what's bothering you?" He sighed and opened his eyes.

"I think you know" I sighed running a hand through my curls. "And personally I would like to just forget about it, I was way out of line that night and I apologize if I made you uncomfortable" I rambled.

It was quiet for awhile before he broke the silence. "Brooklyn look at me" he commanded.

I shyly gazed up into his hazel eyes and immediately wished I hadn't as I felt uncomfortable as his eyes scanned my face. However, he placed a warm hand over mine which calmed me down a little.

"That night wasn't your fault okay? You and me both just got caught up in the moment. But I was wrong to ignore you, you didn't deserve that, and I apologize".

"Apology accepted" I smiled lightly before a yawn overtook my body. And all I remember is Stephen putting his arms around me as I was finally able to sleep soundly.

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"Your not taking an Uber!" Stephen stated for the 5th time as he patiently waited for his bags to come around.

Ever since we arrived in Oakland, which was 20 minutes ago I had been arguing with Stephen about how I was going to call an Uber, yet I only provoked his protective side.

"Uber is perfectly safe" I stated, "I don't see the harm besides you'd just as eager to get home as I am" I shrugged.

"I don't trust that thing" he adjusted his hat and his sunglasses, which he was using to avoid being bombarded by fans. "I would feel much more comfortable giving you a ride".

"I'm not a child you know" I chuckled.

"Still not happening" he smirked, "besides I don't think Uber has the new Chance The Rapper Album" he grinned as he wheeled his suitcase behind him.

"You have Coloring Book!" I couldn't help but squeal as I have been waiting to listen to that album all week. "Well where's your car at lets go!" I quickly grabbed his hand and practically ran to the parking garage.

About 30 minutes, and 2 raspy throats later Stephen had finally pulled up to my house, and he was now helping me unload my luggage.

"Thanks for the ride" I grinned as I gathered my bags. "Oh and thanks for the Juke Jam" I winked as I referenced to the album.

"Your welcome" he began to laugh which class me grin even harder.

He placed my last bag down in my living room before giving ner a quick hug. "I'll see you soon Davis" he smiled as he walked out of the door.

For the first time since I moved here I felt happy. Now maybe it was Stephen, or Chances music however, I was enjoying this happy feeling and I was going to try to hold onto it forever.

And to start I wanted to drag my bags upstairs and hop in the shower. Yet my fantastic mood didn't last long, as bright red letters on my mirror caused my breathing to quicken.

I HOPE YOU HAD A FUN TRIP WELCOME HOME BROOKLYN - JAYDEN









YIKES LMAO

ANYWAYS IM BACK!!!!! 😀😀😀

I've decided to keep this story after all, and just publish my other ideas as well so look out for some new books this summer!!!!

THANKS FOR READING GUYS :)

AND REALLY GO LISTEN TO COLORING BOOK, CHANCE KILLED IT YOU WILL NOT BE DISAPPOINTED!!!!

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