Chapter 8

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Robyn POV
A few days later

"Robyn". Stephen whispered as I pushed my body closer into him ignoring him.

"My house is out food, get up so we can go get some". Huffing I sat up seeing it was pitch black outside.

After talking for 3 hours about each other I felt a bit better knowing Wardell and he knew some things about me other than what the media say about me and my lifestyle.

"Stephen! It's 1 am what store is open right now?". He shrugged before pulling me off the bed.

"And why couldn't this wait until the morning?". I mumbled.

"Because I'm not tired, come on we gotta put on something to make us not as noticeable".

"Where's your pants?". He asked as I pulled my hoodie up until he nodded.

"Put these shades on". I said giving him a hat.

"Let's go, I know a store that's open 24/7". Nodding I grabbed my phone interlocking our hands.

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"Wake up, want to get on my back?". Nodding my head I put my hand over my mouth as I yawned.

Jumping on Stephen's back he closed the door before putting his glasses on.

"Why you holding me so weird". I whispered as we both laughed.

"I don't wanna touch your behind if your not comfortable with me doing so". He said back.

Pushing him hands down I put my head on his back as he grabbed a cart.

"Get what you like". Nodding we walked around the quiet store getting the different snacks and foods.

"Oh shit they got a nerf hoop in here?". Stephen said grabbing the small ball.

"Check". Looking at him with a raised eyebrow I snatched the ball pushing him back getting ready to shoot the small ball flew across the isle.

Stephen did his celebration until I ran over his ankle with the cart. "Sore loser, don't be mad". He teased pinching my side as I screamed out.

"Ma'am are you okay?". The worker asked as I smiled nodding.

Giving the cart to Stephen we waited in line as the lady rang our things up.

Pulling my wallet out my purse Stephen gently pushed my hand down.

"I got it, you don't have to pay for anything". He whispered as I nodded grabbing my soda.

"Y-your Stephen Curry". The boy screamed out as I shook my head pulling him as he grabbed the cart.

Screaming out when he lifted me into the cart. I turned around to see him getting on the cart going down until he reached the car.

"Soon may be tomorrow". I mumbled more to myself as I looked out the window.

 I mumbled more to myself as I looked out the window

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