The Boy Next Door | LaMelo Ball

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When I get home I put on a fake happy face for my mom.

We eat dinner together and then I go to my room.

I hear a knock on my window and I walk to it.

"Zo, I don't wanna talk right now!"

"Come on, Jos!" Lonzo says.

I don't answer him.

I close my curtains and I walk to my bed.

A few minutes later, I hear a knock on my room door.

"Come in." I say

Lonzo walks into my room.

What the hell, how did he get in my house?

Lonzo answers as if he is reading my thoughts. "Your mom let me in."

I look at Lonzo and he smiles at me.

I bite my lip, fighting back tears.

"I'm sorry," I say looking down.

"For what?" Lonzo asked.

"I'm sorry for everything, I'm sorry for getting too friendly with your brothers... I don't wanna distract you guys from what's really important."

Lonzo looks at me with a single eyebrow raised. "And what is that?"

"Making it to the NBA. That's all you need to focus on, not some underaged girl like me."

"Don't be ridiculous! Your important to me!"

Lonzo looks at me and I look and I look away.

He grabs my chin, making me look at him. "Joslyn, I just told you, I'll wait for you. It's only two years, what could happen?"

Oh Zo, if only we knew what the future held for us...all of us.