way up ? stephen curry [au]

xlv. letters to zay

I honestly don't know how you're feeling. After we hooked up on prom night, I thought every thing was going back to the usual, you know? But I guess there is actually so much more to loving someone than merely sexual desires. You remember asking me if I thought about us too? Because you thought a lot about us, especially our future.

I did.

I thought about us, too. I thought about fulfilling my dreams as an NBA player. I thought about having you as my wife. I thought about coming home to our kids after game night. The thing is, I liked it too much. I loved the idea too much that I became scared, because I felt that it wasn't gonna happen at all. That someday, you'd meet a better man. You'd meet someone who would make you happy more than I possibly could, so I decided that I shouldn't think about the future anymore. Of all things I hate, it was not meeting my expectations and I guess that was the biggest flaw I always had.

I understand if you're confused right now. I don't know how you feel about me, but whatever it is, I'd accept it. I deserved it anyway. I shouldn't have been so much of a coward over the course of our relationship. I shouldn't have put on a front to hide my weakness. I should have let you see my vulnerable side, because I know that you loved me wholeheartedly and it devastates me that I hadn't exactly made you feel the same.

I'll be moving to North Carolina soon. I've decided to attend Davidson, a small college in my Dad's hometown. My coaches say it'd be a good strategy to be in a school that is not as big as UCLA, Kentucky, and all that, because I can't shine as an individual player if I played for a school that stacks on plenty other good players. I'd be leaving very far, that's why I wanted to fix things as much as I could because I knew that this was the last chance I had and I couldn't waste it.

I'm not expecting you to get back with me. I made this letter because you deserved to know my side of story. No matter what happens, in the future, you'll always be someone I keep in my heart, Zay. It will never change.

Always & forever,
Wardell

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Arzaya

I stood at outside the door as I rang the doorbell. Words from last night was still running through my mind and I spent all morning trying to get my mind together.

I was ready as ever.

I needed to see him in person and tell him what I feel because there was no point in waiting. There was no point in holding back, because then what else would that leave me?

We were running out of time.

The idea of him leaving was breaking my heart, but I had to talk to him. I had to know what would happen to us by then because I couldn't imagine spending years of being far away from him.

"Oh, Arzaya. Darling," Sonya greeted me as she opened the door. She looked a little surprised to see me standing there. I haven't been to their house since Stephen and I broke up so it must've confused her.

I gave her a smile. "Hi, Mrs. Curry. Is...um, Stephen there?"

She gave me a look of disappointment. "I'm sorry, Arzaya. He left an hour ago to meet with his friends. They'll be back by dinner time."

"Oh..." My smile and all the excitement I recently gathered had suddenly faded. "Okay, thank you. Please tell him I dropped by."

"Of course, dear," she told me with a reassuring smile. I took a step back and thanked her as I prepared to leave but she spoke again, "Everything is okay, right?"

I stared at her beautiful bluish grey eyes which somehow reminded me of her son's. And then I returned the reassurance in her smile. "It will be."

"Okay. Okay. That's great." Sonya clasped her hands together in excitement. "I'm happy."

After I went to his house, I quickly went back to my own to spend more time to think. I just didn't know what to say to someone when you want to get back with him. It was my first relationship so I was still new to these kind of things.

What should I first tell him?

While I was rehearsing my mini speech, my phone started ringing. I checked to see Klay's name on the caller ID.

"Klay?"

"A-Arzaya!" he spoke.

"What's up?"

He was silent for a while. "Look, don't get surprised, okay?"

I don't know why I was so nervous.

He cleared his throat on the other end of the line. "Well, I... we were together, right? Steph, Dray, and I. I was in the backseat."

"Yeah..."

"This car started speeding off towards us and—"

I gulped, pushing down the panic, the nervousness, the rush of urgency on my throat. "Klay, is this another prank?"

"I wish it was, Arzaya," he said, sounding so genuine. "He was brought to the ICU. Listen, you're the first one I called. We're at Providence Hospital right now please tr—"

Before I knew it, I ran out of the house and started to panic as I rushed towards the hospital.

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