pretty please

madison

"Good morning, gorgeous."

His lips left a small trail of kisses up my neck and stopped when his eyes met mine.

"Good morning, Ky." I greeted him with a small smile and then he lowered himself so he could give me a soft peck on the lips.

Ever since I got to Chino, I had been sneaking into Kyle's room every night. It was the only time we could have to ourselves, seeing as I didn't tell her yet..

"I was wondering when you and your beautiful ass would wake up." He grinned pulling me close to him. His warmth engulfed me and I snuggled up closer to him.

The apartment was quiet. I knew Maya would be sleep for a couple of more hours because she was most definitely not a morning person. The only sound was the faint tv that played an old episode of Spongebob Squarepants.

Kyle Kuzma, my best friend's brother, had been my small crush at the age of twelve. At the time I thought maybe it was because I was always over their house, and hanging around the family, but deep down, I couldn't shake the deep feeling I had for him.

As the years went by, Kyle would mess with other girls and I would be on the sidelines, imagining what it would be like in their shoes. I thought that Kyle would always see me as another little sister he never wanted seeing as we were about five years apart.

So I gave up my crush on Kyle Kuzma and got into an actual relationship when I turned seventeen. Trey was his name. I thought he was something that I wanted, something I needed, but in reality he was just a distraction. When Trey found out I was liking another dude's posts on social media, he layed his hands on me.

It was one of Kyle's pictures.

As soon as he hit me, he apologized like there was no tomorrow. He swore he would never do it again.. and I believed him. But that scar on my right arm would always be there to remind me what he had done in the heat of the moment.

His habits were repetitive but I still went with it. I became so accustomed to it that it was normal for him to slap me around from time to time. I was so desperate to feel love but I was searching for it in the wrong places.

I was in an abusive ass relationship.

This went on for a while and the hole that was being dug got deeper and deeper. Now, yeah I could've went to my parents and explain to them how I didn't feel emotionally stable, but they were so invested in themselves and my younger sibling to care so I just kept quiet.

Well what about Maya? It didn't make sense for me to burden her with my problems. At the time she was moving to Chino and I knew she already had a lot on her plate. What a stupid move.

But then there was one night at three in the morning, I had been laying in my bed crying about how Trey smacked me for wearing a tank top to his football game. I had got a call from someone I would never expect.

It was Kyle.

flashback

"Hello?" I answered the phone shakily. My face was stained with tears as I tried to compose myself.

"Hey, this is Kyle Kuzma. You know Maya's older brother." He explained like I didn't already know.

I let out a small giggle, "Kyle, I know who you are. It's not like I could forget you. It's only been a couple of months."

"Right." He laughs nervously.

"So what's going on? How are things? I wasn't expecting a call from you.."

"Oh um, everything is good over here. Maya misses you like crazy but I wanted to see if you was okay. I was scrolling through my timeline and I saw one of your posts. I couldn't get you off my mind so I had to give you a call."

There was a small burst of warmth that surged within me and all at once it was like I could breathe again. He actually thought of me? I thought Kyle never cared about me or even remembered that I existed..

"Mads?"

"Yeah?"

"You still there?"

"Oh yeah.. I am. Thanks for checking up on me."

"You good. But you ain't answer yet. How are you?" He let out a laugh, sounding concerned.

"To be honest-" I couldn't finish my sentence without crying. So I didn't.

"Madison? Talk to me. You know you can tell me what's going on."

Even over the phone his voice still sounded so calming and compassionate.

"Kyle, I feel like I'm all alone, Like there's no one else to help me. There's just so much on my heart that it feels so heavy. I just can't keep doing this!" I let it out and cry into the phone.

My heart sped up and it felt like my lungs were closing in on me. I couldn't take it. I breathe heavily, holding my throat unable to catch my breath.

"Mads, it's okay. Can you do something for me? Breathe. I need you to breathe, Madison."

So I concentrated on my breathes and inhaled, then exhaled. And it actually worked.

The phone was silent but the phone call was still on.

"Kyle, to be honest for a moment I thought— I thought that maybe you forgot about me, that you never cared."

"Baby, you're always on my mind.. I will never stop caring about you."

And from then on I knew the feelings I had for Kyle Kuzma were never one sided.

They were mutual.

Kyle and I would always try to call each other every night so we could just vent and let everything out. He really was my person. When he went to Maui he explained to me that he couldn't take being away from me any longer. So he planned a flight for me to come down to Chino for my eighteenth birthday. The relationship we had might be weird and odd to the public eye but I wouldn't change it for the world.

The time Kyle and I alone had together ended on short notice when the door was opened by my best friend Maya.

The look on her face at first was surprise but then it was disgust.

Maya's sleepy eyes began to water up as she saw the position her brother and I were in.

So much for telling her myself. These things seem to always happen right? But the light I was in was not very pleasing.

"Get out Maya!" A pillow flew in her direction.

Kyle wasn't helping the situation at all.

"Gladly." The tear finally fell from her eye.

I could only imagine what was going through her head right now.

She slammed the door hard and as soon as she did I was up from my spot.

"Shit.. Maya, Wait!"

She trusted me.. and what did I do? Go behind her back to be in a relationship with her brother, afraid that she would react like this. My nightmare was coming alive.

"Let her go." Kyle said wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.

He obviously didn't understand the importance of girl code.I ripped his hands from off of me so I could make my way into the hall and to the front door but it was too late.

Maya was no where to be found.

What have I done?

—melo

"I love you."

Damn my heart felt like it was beating at one hundred miles per second. All this shit was new to me because I ain't never felt this way about a girl before.

I had to let her know how I felt or else I wouldn't know what to do with myself. And it ain't even been that long since we've been together either but ever since I met Maya, I knew that she was sum special. There was always something about her but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.. something that no other girl had on her. But now I know what it is.

She was real.

I have never seen someone so pure, and positive ever before. It was like God was shining a bright ass light on me in a wave of darkness. The day I had met her my dad had put more stress on me about the NBA and how much work I had to put in to succeed. It sounded reachable but big baller talked about it every single day it felt like. Always telling me what I did wrong, what I needed to work on, how to be better than  Lonzo.. I wanted a break.

So I had got in my car and drove over to Lonzo's apartment but he was next door. So we hung with Kuzma for a while. Everything was chill until she had walked out her room. How could I forget the moment I saw her? Kyle had always talked about his sister but I was prepared to be underwhelmed by a fake ass bitch.

Boy was I wrong.

Maya ain't never really care about what other had to say or think about her, she minded her own business and stayed to herself. And she ain't want me for the fame or the hype, but she wanted me for me.

And that was all I needed.

Her long curly hair fell to her shoulders and she wore my red Migos I had gave her the day I threw her in the pool. But I couldn't really read her face. She just looked at me and I couldn't see her next move.

"Baby, say something." I was beginning to get a little anxious because this was the first time I confessed my feeling to a female and she just gone sit there and play with my emotions like that?

But then she got up on her knees and placed herself on top of me. She planted a quick kiss on my lips but then pulled away.

First she let out a deep breath but then spoke,"I— love you, Melo." She looked away hiding her smile that crept up on her face.

"You really don't understand how happy a nigga is right now." She squealed when I picked her up by her ass and threw her down on the bed.

Then I went back in for another kiss. So then we was kissin and Maya gone decide to moan and I really can't handle all that shit. I'm trynna wait until the time is right to give her this dick but if she keep playing then she gone have to take these damn strokes right now..

maya

If you would've told me a couple of months ago that LaMelo Ball would confess his love for me I would laugh my ass off right in front of your face.

The first man ever to tell me that he loved me was my dad and then it was my brother and I always thought it would stop right there. But today, that actually changed. I never saw myself getting into a serious relationship this young, let alone with LaMelo Ball of all people but shit, here were are.

Love is ironically a big ass word but it was true.When it came to Melo, at first I wasn't so sure if that was what I had felt with him. But how else could you describe the feeling of not wanting to part ways with someone that you trust in and feel safe with? What would you even call someone you could rely on, or someone who's remarkable and goofy enough for you to never get tired of them?

Someone who you feel is scarily almost your everything..

Your lover right? I guess it's settled then.. I really do love LaMelo Ball.

The light rain was still drizzling outside in the darkness of California. The air conditioning still made the room slightly cold but not freezing as id it was winter.

I wrapped my arms around Melo's neck as we continued to make out in the biggest king size bed. I departed my teeth so Melo could slip his tongue into my mouth and my hands find a way to his curly ass light brown hair. For one small moment I push Melo back and I tug at his shirt so he could pull it off. He quickly gets the memo and pulls it off from behind and we resumed our kissing.

Then it was my turn.

Panting from the lack of air, this time Melo pulled away from my mouth and asked me with his eyes if he could take off my sweatshirt. I lifted arms in acceptance and allowed Melo to undress my first layer. The bra I had on was lacy black but it was only because the night before Madison and I had been taking scandalous pictures for no damn reason. Melo scanned the top part of my body and my face began to warm up. He only licked his lips and went back to work, but this time he began making his way down neck, placing small wet kisses down my chest to my stomach. A soft groan escapes my lips because the sensation hit different, and now not only was my regular heart beating fast but I had another heart beat in my lower area. He then he made his way back up to find my lips once again.

I had never had sex before but I already knew where I wanted this to go tonight. I wanted this with him and there was no changing that.

"Melo.." I whimper his name because he went back down to my neck and found my sweet spot.

"Melo— I want you. All of you. Please."

oop.just a little bit of a longer chap today

How y'all feel about Madison and Kuzma?

Do you think Maya should forgive them?

Should Melo give Maya the D? LMFAO

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