《Wrong Number | LaMelo Ball |》037
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"Zo I'm nervous" LaMelo said to his olfer brother Lonzo. They both stood at the end of the alter, him being the groom and Lonzo being his best man. "You'll be alright Melo"
Lonzo whispered seeing as Bridesmaids and groomsmen where still walking down the isle. The sound of Drakes 'Teenage Fever' instrumental filled their ears. Finally, the last pair came down the isle.
At the door now appeared Alexzandra. Her arm was linked with Jaylen's as they walked slowly down the Isle. "Don't mess up you Vow tho"
LaMelo shit a glare at his older brother before turning back to his wife to be. Alexzandra was now standing directly in front of him. Jaylen moved to his seat in the front, and the Pastor started speaking.
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"Well since I have the mic, I have a little announcement for Melo and Storm" Alexzandra spoke from the middle of the floor. She had just finished her speech for LaMelo, which left him in tears.
LaMelo wiped his eyes, once again, with a napkin and gave her his full attention. "Storm come here" He picked up Stormi and placed her on his lap. "Melo.. you're getting the one thing you always wanted"
LaMelo had to think for a second to know what she was talking about. LaMelo was getting a Mini him. "Stop playing.." he stood up, holding Storm on his hip, with tears welling in his eyes.
Alexzandra shook her head smiling. LaMelo walked closer to her, and pulled her into a kiss. "I love you" He wrapped his free hand around her neck and pulled her close.
"Storm you're getting a little brother" She whispered into her daughter's ear. She pulled away from them to see Both LaMl and Stormi smiling.
LaMelo handed his wife their daughter, and did a little happy dance. "I'm getting a son Yo" He spoke loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. The room quickly filled with happy cries and people congratulating them.
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"Daddddd" 9 year Stormi cried running to her father. "Yes proncess" LaMelo paused his game and faced his daughter. "Damon broke my doll" she handed him the head and body to her doll.
LaMelo rolled his eyes and called for his 5 year old son. "Yes Daddy" Damon appeared in the door way. Damon was an exact copy of LaMelo. From looks to Personality.
"Why you break her doll" this had been a daily routine for the three. Alexzandra would be at work since he was on off season, and the kids would fight over something dumb.
"I didn't tho" Damon said crossing his arms against his chest. "Damon. Apoligize" Damon groaned befire apologizing to his older sister.
"Sorry Storm.." Stormi smiled in victory before she hugged him. Both children ran out the room leaving LaMelo by himself. He slouched in his chair, and placed his headphones back on his head.
"G thats finna be you in the next 3 years" LaMelo heard Lonzo tell LiAngelo. "Mtch Yeah Aight" LaMelo laughed to himself and continued his game of 2k.
At the same time Alexzandra was arriving home. She unlocked the doors of their shared Charlotte home, and saw toys all over the floor. She sighed to herself and sat her bags on the Kitchen counter.
She had went grocery shopping beforehand, not wanting to leave the house again that day. "Mommyyy!" Damon yelled, jumping in his mothers arms.
She placed kisses all over his face, laving him a giggling mess. "Hi my baby" she placed him back fown and he ran off. She followed him up the stairs and saw drawings on the wall.
She stopped in her tracks and turned to fully face the drawing. It was full of green, red, and blue, circles and squares. All on her freshly painted, white, walls.
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She continued up the stairs, and into her room, where Lamelo was playing his game. "LaFrance" she stood in the doorway, arms crossed, looking dead at him. He got up from his chair and walked over, pulling her into a hug.
"Good Afternoon wifey" LaMelo kissed her forehead. Alexzandra smiled and leaned into his chest. "One of your kids drew on my walls.." She told him Lowly, pulling away.
"Damnn- they just got painted too" He laughed, holding up an L in her face. "Fuck you LaFrance"
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