Fool Of Me Love And Basketball Novels & Stories

Six years into our long-distance relationship, I tell my girlfriend, Claire Whitmore, that I'm too busy with work to spend her birthday with her. Behind her back, I secretly take the property deed with me and board a ten-hour flight to her city. I want to propose to her in front of all our friends and surprise her. While waiting for my ride, I use my work phone to reply to a few messages, then casually scroll through my social media feed. The first post I see is from my childhood friend, Ryan Cole. "I'm going to be a godfather! My goddaughter is 8.5 pounds. I'm so happy!" I open the photo and see Claire and Damian Pierce posing together, a baby between them. My mind goes completely blan

Knowing Nathan almost throughout his life, the NBA DVDs collection was the only thing available there. His favourite idol, Megan Fox, was on a live I*******m story and for a moment there, he was elated and excited. However, the moment was short-lived when she started bidding everyone goodbye and had gone offline. It took him a while to get over the shock and he was close to slamming his phone over to the cemented wall in front of him.

I finished it for him since he had suddenly forgotten how to speak “I didn’t lie everything I said was the truth” he found his voice back “I told you how much basketball meant to me and why I had to do the role regardless of if I liked it or not and that was never a lie,” he said like that was supposed to make him sound amazing “I never lie” he added sounding cocky as hell with no single ounce of remorse “Good to know,” I said with a sarcastic tone “My mom was the one who got me my first basketball, I was maybe five or so but I could still remember that day as it is surprisingly clear in my memory ” he started to say, I didn’t know why he was suddenly talking about his life and getting emoti

Damn it's makes my blood boil. I was currently at the basketball court with my friends. Stupid Ethan decided to bet with a guy from another college over a girl who cheated on him. I already told his dumbass, the girl isn't worth it. But he kept talking about how this game isn't about the girl but about his ego and pride as a man.

POV: Kai The weight of the basketball in my hands usually feels like home, but tonight, it felt like a ticking time bomb. Every bounce on the hardwood echoed through the empty campus gym, a rhythmic reminder of the mess I was currently dribbling through. I leaned back, launched a three-pointer, and watched it swirl around the rim before spitting back out. "Dammit," I hissed, the word disappearing into the rafters. "Focus, Kai. Or is the scholarship student taking up too much headspace for you to hit a simple jump shot?"

Now that it finally feels like we could stop running, I will do anything to get into a college with a good women's basketball program. I could hear the Snickers from Maya and her mini me's chuckling and laughing from the corner where they had their cheerleading practice going on and I felt even more humiliated. "Now you're kicked off the basketball team too. Your life must be hard keeping up with so many failures," Dolly said. Her snide comment was loud enough for almost everyone to hear and her crew laughed a little. Useless Amoeba. Waste of matter. I cursed and stalked towards the door angrily with hot tears brimming underneath my eyelids.

He had no face to get up anymore. At one side, Leo also widened his eyes, his face full of astonishment. The audience burst into deafening cheers. After being called the Piano Prince, David now had a new title. The Basketball Prince. It was pretty clear who would score the next shot. After David caught the ball, he did a dashing back-to-the-basket shot. The ball entered the basket without touching the net. Team David 11 VS Team Leo 8. Did David not need to look at the basket when he made the shot?

" Whoa! Of course I would love to go with you. Growing up my dad always loved basketball. I will take anything to see those stars in person" His own smile seemed to broaden too as he sighed. " Well most of the basketball guys are plain mean. Except a few. I have good guys in there that I can vouch for any day, but the sport itself is filled with egotistical men who think the world should revolve around them" I hummed. " Well that is one way to spoil my high hopes" I joked. The date went greater than I expected too and this time around, I did most of the talking.

“Is that really how it works? Wouldn’t sweating just make me hotter? Since the sweat means I’m already hot?” “You’re a smartass just like your mom used to be,” I said with a grin, and he smiled back at me. “You take the first shot.” Kael stood at the top of the court behind the three-point line and jumped for the shot. The ball went cleanly through the hoop. I grabbed the rebound, dribbled to the same spot where he had stood, and took the exact same shot. I had not really played basketball in almost ten years, but I still almost made it. The ball bounced around the rim before the basket finally spit it back out onto the pavement.

It was basketball, not military training. So, finally, here I am. On the court. Half naked, even though my body is sexy as fuck, but still. My dignity. I go get the ball, ignoring the snickers from the others. I'm sleep deprived and my finger is still throbbing. Prolly going to go numb soon. I bounce it and aim to throw it into the net. That doesn't fucking work, because I fall. I slip on someone's sweat and fall right on it. "Matheos 2, stop the games and fucking shoot this ball. And they said you're talented like your brother."