America's Bad Girl || Klay Thompson ✔️

XXI

"I can't help it! Stephen is going to kill us."

"No he won't."

"Yes he will."

"Listen even if we die. You love me and I love you, that's all that matters. He can't make us breakup so we will be fine. And the ESPYS is long enough for him to not do anything irrational. We will be fine. You trust me ?"

"Of course I do."

"Okay then." I said , pecking his lips. I tried pulling away but he pulled me back. His hands gripped my ass tightly in his hands and I softly kissed his spot on his neck. Once I did that, he pushed away.

"My bad."

"It's fine. " I told him, climbing off of him. I wiped off the red off his lips. The limousine slowly came to a stop.

"Is it worth me killing myself before he can ?"

"Nope."

It came to a full stop and Klay looked at me and stuck his hand out. I smiled and slapped our hands together , doing our handshake that we made.  I pulled away.

"We got this." I told him. He smiled at me and got out. I heard the cameras call out his name and I looked to see Wardell and Ayesha taking pictures. 

I was nervous myself but I didn't let that phase me.  I felt eyes in my direction as I came out the limo. I walked around and grabbed Klay's hand to hear many people scream. The cameras clicked faster and we walked together to the center of the carpet and I looked over to see Stephen standing there with his clenched fists and Ayesha calming him down. I smirked at him and turned to the cameras. Klay wrapped his arm around my waist and I pecked his lips, causing even more people scream. Then they wanted me by myself and Klay went to take an interview.