The Boy Next Door 2 | LaMelo Ball

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LaMelo and I walk inside of his house and I look him up and down.

I don't know why, but I feel like I should be mad at him.

Why was Lonzo the one who was helping me clean myself up?

Why wasn't my boyfriend the one holding me back?

Everything about that whole situation seemed off to me.

"Are you okay?" LaMelo asked me.

"I'm fine." I say.

"You sure?"

"Mhm,"

After a few moments of silence, I look up at LaMelo.

"What did Ashley say to you, LaMelo?"

"What do you mean?"

What do I mean? When she whispered in your ear you dumb fuc- okay calm down Joslyn. Calm down.

I take a deep breathe.

"When Ashley whispered in your ear, what did she say?"

LaMelo shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know, I don't remember."

"You don't remember?" I asked LaMelo dumbfounded.

"No, no I do not!" LaMelo says.

"Well, we are gonna sit here," I walk to the couch and I sit down patting the spot next to me, LaMelo joins me. "Until you figure out what she said!"

I look LaMelo up and down. "Now start thinking!"

We sit there in silence for multiple minutes.

"Look Jos, if I can not remember, that means it must not be important!" LaMelo finally speaks.

"It must have been important if she made you blush!" I say.

"No, I can't remember so it's not!" LaMelo says looking down.

I see his cheeks turn red. 

He's sitting here in front of me lying to my face! Now when I slap the shit outta him- oh my goodness what's wrong with me?

I'm just going to blame my hormones!

"So did you remember?" I asked.

"No, why is it such a big deal?"

"Because she said something that made you blush, and I want to know!" I look at LaMelo.

He is blushing just sitting there.

I know he remembers what she said.

"It's not important," LaMelo says.

"It's important to me!"

LaMelo looks me in my eyes.

"What did she say?" I asked louder this time.

"All she did was say something to make me blush!" LaMelo says.

"You know what else makes me blush," LaMelo paused. "The Sun!"

LaMelo starts to laugh, expecting me to laugh with him.

I don't, I just look at him with a straight face.

"Look, okay! I honestly do not remember," LaMelo says.

I nod my head. "Okay,"

So he's not going to tell me, I think to myself.

I get off of the couch and I start to walk away.

I can feel LaMelo looking at me.

"Where are you- where are you going?" He asked, jumping up from the couch.

"Home," I say.

"Do you want me to walk you?"

"I'm fine," I bite my lip.

I walk to the front door and I open it.

I slowly walk through the door and I slowly close it.

Even though I said I didn't want him to walk me across the street, he still should've gotten up and walked me across the street!