❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎ 𝐉 𝐀 𝐌 𝐀 𝐋 ♡︎♡︎♡︎

You and Jamal—better known as Ja—had been inseparable since childhood. No matter what, you always had his back, and tonight was no different. The gym buzzed with energy as the crowd filled the bleachers, but no one was louder than you and your best friend, Mya. The two of you stood at the front, decked out in Ja’s team colors, shouting his name every time he touched the ball.

The game was intense, the scoreboard reflecting just how close it was. Every shot, every steal had the crowd on edge. With only seconds left on the clock and the score tied, the entire gym held its breath. Ja caught the ball, his eyes locked on the basket. Time seemed to slow as he took the final shot. The ball soared through the air before sinking perfectly through the net—buzzer-beater. The gym erupted, but no one was louder than you and Mya.

“Ja!” you screamed, jumping up and down as Mya shook your arm in excitement. The team rushed the court, celebrating their hard-earned win. You didn’t waste a second before running down to him. Pushing past the crowd, you found him grinning, sweat still dripping down his forehead.

“You already know I had to do it!” he said, laughing as you threw your arms around him.

Mya joined in, hyping him up as he basked in the victory. The night was his—but you were just happy to be there, cheering him on like always.

@champagneyanna.