Romans & histoires Fool Of Me Love And Basketball

Leo groans as he tosses the ball at me and I catch it. I bounce the ball on the court and pass it to Oliver. “Yeah, you could say that,” Oliver says. “But knowing you, you may have whispered into her ear that you loved her the minute you slid into her. The things sex can do to you.” Oliver adds, chuckling. “Fuck you, Ollie.” Oliver chuckles and shoots a goal, right through the hoop. “Stop being an asshole to my brother, Ollie,” I say, grinning.

I stopped when multiple things rushed through my mind. Because I can’t handle you. Every time you look at me I feel like I’m going insane and I have a few weeks of freedom left and I need to spend them surviving, not drowning in whatever this is between us. “Because I need to focus on other things.” I said instead. “You love basketball.” His voice had gone soft now and I hated how it made my insides warm. “Well, I don't anymore.” “I know you’re running.” His voice was quiet. “I know you’re scared. I know you light up on that court in a way you don’t anywhere else on this campus.”

"You know you should go for it. Prove your parents that you can be a basketball player. It's not too late" "Not that easy Kimmy, I wish I can show that" "Apply secretly to a sports school or academy and just prove yourself. I know you can- oh!" I suddenly remembered something "What?" "Do you have a video of you playing basketball?" I asked "For what?" "Can you just make one and send it to me?" I said and he raised his eyebrows "Huh?" "Just trust me, let me help you" I smiled "I'm okay. I can-" "Just trust me, I'm your friend right?" I asked and he chuckled

"For me?" He nodded and handed me a package that appeared to be quite large and hefty. "What is contained within this? Did you pack anything valuable?" While opening the gift, I inquired. "A basketball?" "I know you started playing basketball to gain a scholarship to help your mother out, but you grew to enjoy it. You enjoyed two things in your life, your guitar and basketball. You're still singing in front of everyone So I decided to give you another thing you liked." "What exactly do you mean, my basketball?" When I flipped the basketball over, I noticed my name scrawled on it. It's truly my basketball. I lost it when I moved to North Carolina with my mum during that affair. "How did you..

He could be in jail for all he knew. Basketball was the first thing Adrian had detached from, as it was a constant reminder of the loving brother who promised to never leave his side, his ride or die bitch. "I got bored of the game, and had to quit." He finally responded. Devon's lip drooped to that reply. He could not believe that anybody could play the almighty basketball, and get bored. "I'll just have to reinstall that fun part of basketball into you," He smiled. "Even though it means I'll have to do it by force."

"Nailed it!" "Yep," I answer nonchalantly, even though I want to call him out about this catchphrase he's been overusing lately, but I don't. He knows basketball is my least favorite sport of them all. Especially these days when watching players run up and down on the court, back and forth on the screen, over and over and over, makes me want to toss my cookies. He drops his arms in defeat. "You don't sound very excited. That was an impressive shot. He had two defenders on him."

I revealed, Taking the book back to the shelf. “Just once in my life I have been given the opportunity to prove to my father that Basketball wasn’t just a sport to me but my whole life, you show up and try to ruin it” He seethe his teeth in anger. “It’s not deliberate and I wish it was, but it isn’t , besides my team and I got you all that spot in the leagues because firstly you guys did not qualify” I replied, and he sighed in defeat. A noise coming from outside interrupted us.

But I was still mad at him and apparently slapped him. That's how she narrated the story to everyone and by 'everyone' I mean literally everyone in the college. And after spilling all that bullshit, she finally comes to me and says that she's proud of me for my guts? What kind of a person is she? Silly girl! I came out of my notion and paid attention to the game. I love to play basketball. Whenever we get free time, I come to the ground and play basketball with my friends. Isn't it a distraction?

He rolled his eyes. "Well he did got it." I chuckled. Joey sighed. "Are you dumb?" "Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb no ddaeme haru jongil-" "You're singing dumb song by a cake." "It's Red Velvet and you're annoying." "You're so talkative, I'm so going to drop you!" "Then drop me, I'm going to walk." "Why are you so hard?" "Hard like a rock." I pouted and he chuckled. "Why do you like basketball?" I asked.

The girls of my team stood there staring at his face like maniacs while the guys were even scared to touch him. He is not going to break like glass if you touch him!! These guys are crazy. He is just a person after all.. I know what you are thinking....but still at least I take my career seriously....more serious than my crush and that's why I was running towards him before he goes for a shoot. My 5'6 height could barely reach his hand as I jumped to stop the ball from going inside the basket. Who was I joking...I mean before I could touch anything the ball was already inside the basket.