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Jimmy's POV

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the team had landed in Miami last night after our loss to the clippers. we gotta another game tomorrow so my ass had to be up bright and early for practice.

practice starts at around 7:30 a.m, i'm usually the first one to be there a couple hours before practice even starts but i was already exhausted from having to help out with my three month old daughter, Rylee last night.

I never really talk about her to the media or let them see her, i just like my personal life and family private. I don't know, it's just better that way.

I of course get help from her mom, Kaitlin all the time. were not together and were always getting into petty arguments but she's a good ass mother to my daughter and i appreciate that.

Kaitlin's been staying at my house so that i can spend as much time with Rylee as i can, due to my busy ass schedule.

but back to me getting ready for practice.

i headed straight to bathroom, i took a shower and got dressed into just some simple black joggers and a black tank top.

i then looked at myself in the mirror and began to pick out my hair. it was 6 in the morning and i was ready to be the first one there so that by the time they got there i was already all sweaty and done with my workout.

i'm always tryna one up and be better then my teammates, but i do it for the best. it's just to let them know that when someone else is at the court getting better at the game, their ass is in bed sleeping.

but anyways, i get up and out of the house. it's about 6:20 a.m when i arrive at the practice facility.

when i get there i only see a couple of the staff members there so i just get straight to warming up.

as i'm already wrapping up with my workout, i start to hear the guys slowly walking in, one by one.

"look at this nigga, already done and shit" my teammate jae crowder said, throwing his bag to one of the benches.

"shit you already know, i stay getting to work" i said tossing him my sweaty towel and he tosses it back at me.

soon enough bam, tyler, kendrick, goran and the rest of my teammates gather around while coach spo goes over our practice warmup for today.

"yo jimmy, have you looked at your phone today?" bam whispered to me.

i gave him a confused look, "nah why?"

"look at this shit" he says handing me his phone to show me a twitter post about tiffany and i.

i froze for a moment before bam speaks up "nigga it's true?" he whisper shouted.

before i could say anything coach spo interrupts us.

"ay come on now, can we pay attention" coach spo hollered to the two of us before putting his attention back to the rest of the team.

i looked over at bam and shook my head, not knowing of what else to say.

i didn't wanna put me and tiffany's business out there, i know he's my teammate and all but he doesn't have any reason to know.

bam gives me a look of relief, as he slowly rubs his beard to put his focus back on coach spo.

during practice everything was as normal as can be, but my mind just kept focusing in and out on my situation with tiffany and what happened between the two of us last night.

i don't really know how to feel about it all, i've always been ass when it comes to talking about how i feel.

i mean it definitely wasn't my first time hooking up with a celebrity, but i don't know she's just different. she has this glow and confidence to her, yeah i know shit sounds corny but it's true.

after practice i sat along one of the benches scrolling through my phone on instagram to see more of what people were saying about the situation, when Bam walks up on me.

"wassgud brother" bam says dapping me up.

"shit i'm chilling" i sigh continuing to scroll through my phone.

"nigga you kinda look stressed" bam laughed.

i let out a small laugh and shrug "nah i'm just tryna understand all this shit, but you know at the end of the day i don't really care"

"motherfuckers just love starting shit for no reason" i add on.

"yeah i feel you, i mean at least it's tiffany and not like a stripper or some shit" he shrugged

"shii u right" i laughed dapping him up.

"i mean if people was saying i made out with tiffany i'd be over the clouds right now" he laughed, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"she probably pissed as hell though" he added on.

damn he's right, i hadn't even thought about how she's probably feeling right now. i hadn't called her or anything after last night since i landed so late, plus the time zone difference.

i didn't say anything and just nodded.

"aye but ima go, see you tomorrow man" he said standing up, slowly making his way out of the practice facility.

i took a deep breathe and exhaled, slowly getting up on my two feet.

i walked out of the practice facility straight to my car deciding on just taking a shower when i get home, instead of taking one at the facility.

i sat in my car contemplating on whether or not to call tiffany.

i sighed "tuhh fuck it" i said pulling out my phone and looking through my contacts for her number.

the phone range about three times before i could finally get an answer.

"hello?" her soft voice sounded through the phone.

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Tiffany's Pov

after finally getting home back from my little encounter with jayson, my first thought was to call bens annoying ass back.

yeah y'all probably asking, why am i even calling him back in the first place?

and it's honestly cause if i don't call him back he's just gonna try to keep calling me later.

plus i have nothing else to do before i get ready to possibly go to jaysons game tonight.

but before i could even call him back a facetime call from him pops up on my phone.

"speak of the devil" i mutter, answering the facetime call.

"ahh so your phone is working" he says sarcastically, as soon as the call connects.

"yes ben, what's the problem?" i asked, rolling my eyes.

"so we homie hopping now?" he asked with an eyebrow raised.

i scoffed, sort of shocked from what he just said

"oh nigga pleaseee" i said, rubbing the top of my head to smooth out the little hairs sticking up.

"nobody's tryna homie hop, plus whatever the fuck i do from now on is none of your concern" i added on.

"well that's what it looks like," he says

"shit i mean.. you wanna go suck tobias dick while you're at it?" he scoffs.

my mouth hangs wide open, still shocked, trying to process what had just came out of that mans mouth.

i suck my teeth, and let out a bitter laugh.

"benjamin you better watch your mother fuckin mouth" i say, getting ready to jump through the screen and kill him myself.

"damn you sexy when you mad" he chuckles, looking at me through the screen.

i roll my eyes, playing with the small chain around my neck.

"ben you a damn fool," i say shaking my head.

"you stay calling my phone on some bullshit, when i specifically remember telling you to leave me alone"

"yeah, and i specifically remember me telling you how that's not fair to me" he replies.

"life ain't fair ben" i say, just as another call pops up on my phone but instead a call from jimmy.

"look i really don't have time for this, i'll talk to you later ben" i said, quickly hanging up the call before he's able to get a word out, and i accept the call from jimmy.

"hello?" i say

"yo what's up?" jimmy says from the other line.

"oh nothing, i'm chillin" i reply

"i'm guessing you've heard of everything, huh?" jimmy chuckles.

"of course, that shit is literally everywhere"

"i knew my dumb ass should've locked that door" i nervously laugh, rubbing at my temples.

"don't stress it, i think if we just ignore the media it'll all just pass over" he says.

"yeah i guess you're right" i sighed

"soooo, when do you plan on coming to miami" he says.

it's as if i can see and hear him smiling through the phone.

"oh jimmy, you know how much i love miami" i teased.

"but yeah i'll be there pretty soon, i have a music video i have to work on while i'm over there" i say.

"alright then miss. hollywood, i'll be waiting for you" he teases back.

"yeah yeah, keep calling me miss. hollywood, mr. buckets"

"look let's make a deal, i'll stop calling you miss. hollywood when it becomes mrs. butler" he says.

i raise my eyebrows before realizing he can't even see me.

"ohh okay, i might just have to take you up on that deal" i chuckle.

he laughs back

"hey but i'll talk to you later jimmy, i've gotta get ready for a game tonight" i say.

"bet i'll talk to you later, be safe tiffany" he replies before the both of us hang up.

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after i got off the phone with jimmy i decided on just going to game to see bron and i guess you can say jayson too.

i decided to just go casual, so i wear a black long sleeve off the shoulder jumpsuit, with a small black ball shaped handbag and some white shoes.

i asked both tae and dess if they wanted to go with me but they each had their own thing going on tonight, so it was just gonna be me and two of my security guards, which i didn't mind.

i arrived at the arena late, as always. put it up to me to be late to every single event i attend.

but i sit down at my court side seats during shoot around so i guess you can say i'm not that late, but i did miss the player introductions.

i look around for bron and my eyes land straight on jayson who already had his eyes planted straight on me.

i give him a small wave and grin and he returns it with a head nod, and that's just when lebron approaches me.

i stand up and we pull each other in for a hug.

"man what, you ain't tell me you was coming to tonight's game!" he grins, bouncing a basketball between his legs.

"well surprise" i laugh

"you seen momma yet?" he asks me.

i tilt my head in confusion.

" she's here?!" i questioned him.

"yeahh, i thought she told you" he said, narrowing his eyebrows.

i scoffed, shaking my head.

"of course she didn't"

"damn i'm sorry, i would've at least let you know but she told me, that she told you" he said shaking his head.

"where is she?" i asked, standing up.

"tiff i'm sorry but i don't think nows the right time to confront her about it" he said, looking towards the crowd of all the people watching us.

i took a big breathe and sat back down, crossing my right leg over my left.

my mom and I have never had a good relationship, and to be quite honest with y'all, it's her fault. I've had to deal with so much emotional abuse since I was a baby, I really hate her so much for it. growing up her main focus was on her little golden child, bron.

i mean i've never blamed him for it, he's an amazing big brother and has always made sure i was okay despite how momma treated me.

the same goes for my dad, i tried as much as i could to spend most of my time as a kid with him.

i remember the time where i had asked if my dad could have full custody of me, and she completely freaked on me, and my dad was too scared to fight her in court so i just had to deal with her until i was eighteen.

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the game ended with the lakers winning by 9, it was honestly a pretty good game until the last couple of minutes where the lakers just started dominating.

i went up to Bron to congratulate him on the good game and then i walk up to Jayson who just finished talking to AD.

"damnn i'm happy you made it" he smiles walking up to me.

i laugh "mhm yeah, i'm glad i made it to watch them beat y'all ass" i tease.

"oh please we got y'all ass next time" he said rolling his eyes playfully.

"yeah okayyy" i said raising my eyebrows.

he chuckled wrapping his towel around his neck to wipe of his sweat.

"oh but your momma invited me over to Brons house for dinner after the game,"

"i just thought that you should know since she normally doesn't tell you these things" he said rubbing his beard.

"oh really..." i said, taken aback that she would have the nerve to invite Jayson over knowing about all of our past history.

"look, i wasn't even planning on going if you didn't want me going" he said.

"no, no it's fine Jay if you wanna go just go, you're a grown ass man do as you please" i chuckled.

"yeah i think i'll pass, you know i'm not your moms biggest fan,"

"but whatcho doing after the game?" he smiled.

"mhmm well, i'm probably gonna get outta these clothes and put on pjs, and then enjoy the rest of my night sipping on some wine" i smiled.

"damn you sound like you livin the life for real,"

"you got room for one more person?" he asked, giving me those damn puppy eyes.

"you know that shit may have worked on me a year ago but guess what?"

he nodded, waiting on my answer.

"it still works on me" i laughed.

he chuckled, shaking his head.

"alright i'll meet you there" he said before walking off into the locker rooms.

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