#oladipo

[ballwzrd]

Victor Oladipo vs Thunder:

15 points

7 assists

3 rebounds

1 block

60 3P%

[fyeahbbb]

Victor oladipo about having a stupid fight but it turns into a big one and he does something cute to make up for iy

At first I wasn't gonna put that ending, but then I thought go big or go home!

"Why does it fucking matter?" Victor yelled.

"Because you always do this!" I throw back.

How did we even get here? Moments ago I was setting down the table for dinner with my boyfriend when he brought up going on a trip together during the break. I told him that I would love to, but I already told my parents I'd be driving down to see them. Victor said he'd just stay here but I suggested he came and finally met my parents. He refused, and I don't know how but it escalated into a fight and now here we are, throwing empty claims at each other.

"What does that mean?" He asks.

"It means you're always being a pussy about these things! We've been dating for a whole fucking year and a half and my parents have only seen you in pics. What the fuck is that about? I'm always at your place yet whenever I bring up moving in you always skirt the question." I rant.

"You're fucking tripping. So what? I'm not allowed to take my time?" Victor yells.

"There's a difference between taking your time, and just not giving a fuck." I tell him.

"Stop being a fucking bitch." He rolls his eyes.

I gasp in shock.

"You know what, fuck you, Victor." I'm not yelling anymore. Like I just let out my frustration.

"Fuck you." I repeat, more to myself this time. I don't need him, fuck, I wasted a year but I'll be damned if I waste one more minute.

Frowning, Victor watches me as I walk away from the kitchen and head upstairs to his bedroom.

"Baby." He calls from downstairs.

"Don't fucking baby me." I answer slowly.

Quickly, I grab one of the suitcases and pretty much throw all of my clothes and personal items in it. Once I'm done with that, I head downstairs with it, we're my soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend is standing near the front door, just staring at me in silence.

I take off all the jewelry he bought me, including a gold necklace and diamond earrings, and place them in his hand.

"Y/N. Don't do that." He whispers.

"I need to take a break from us." My voice cracks, but I resent crying in front of him. "I'll be at my parent's house."

I'll just leave now, I don't feel like staying in Indiana right now. I don't know why I tell him, maybe deep down, I hope he chooses to do the right thing with that piece of information, but it doesn't matter, I need to leave before I break.

Finally, I see some emotion flashing his face. He realized I'm serious, I'm leaving. However, it's too late.

"What does that mean?" He asks.

"There's some stuff I need to figure out. Away from you." I add, my hand already on the doorknob.

He doesn't fight it. Maybe he knows it'll be better like that. If I come back, it'll be clear headed, and we will have finally faced our issues. If I don't, then it's for the better.

Without further ado, I leave and head to my car. I choose not to make any pit stops and head to my parents' house, who luckily for me, was only two states down.

---

It's only been three days, which isn't the longest I haven't seen Victor, but it sure feels like it. I actually miss him a lot, and I'm sure everyone can tell. I'm much less talkative than I usually am, I'm obviously sad, to the point where I lock myself away and I don't really want to be seen, I'm always wearing sweats and hoodies. I'm always fidgeting, whether it's biting my lip, playing with my sleeve, or taping my foot.

The only person I've told about the situation is my sister. As for my parents, I justified my earlier arrival on missing them, but every day I lie and tell them I'm fine.

"Y/N. Can you come up here?" My sister says.

I get out of the kitchen and join her in front of the door. Promptly, she opens it and I see Victor standing down my parents' driveway, leaning on his car.

"Vic." I let out.

I didn't want to see him, as much as I craved to see him. Most importantly, I didn't want him to see me looking like this, hair all over the place, and dirty clothes, because it shows I haven't been doing well, meanwhile he shows up at my house in a tailored-cut suit. Wait, why is he wearing a suit?

"You gonna talk to him or what?" My sister asks me.

I look between her and Victor. How did he even end up here? So many questions are rummaging through my head, the biggest one being 'Should I go?'

"God, I already gave him the address. Do I have to do everything here?" My sister sighs before pushing me out in the porch.

She closes the door behind me, and I can hear the lock click. Well, it seems that I don't have a choice anymore.

I head down the steps tentatively. Victor meet me halfway and we're now standing on my parents' lawn. He has a bouquet of flowers in his hands but doesn't give it to me.

"Vic." I smile softly.

"I missed you." He chuckles.

"Me too." I sigh.

"Um, I had prepared this whole speech on my way here, but now I'm too nervous." He starts.

I can actually hear it his voice, but I say nothing and let him flow.

"When you walked out on me, I realized a bunch of stuff, like how much I love you. It's only been three days, yet I thought about you every day. Cause you my ride or die, Y/N. I know I haven't been 100% in this relationship, and that's because I was scared of my feelings for you. I feel a way that I've never felt before, it's really intense. I know now that I should embrace it not push it away. I'm super in love with you Y/N. Extremely, intensively, crazy, madly, super in love with you." Victor goes on a rant.

Fuck, how can I reject him when he's like this.

I grab him and kiss him like my life depended on it. Oh, how I love this man.

Without me seeing, he puts something on my left hand. I look down at it and see a diamond ring on my ring finger.

"Victor." I shake my head in disbelief.

"Marry me Y/N." He smiles.

I nod my head and hug him tightly again, before pushing him away and hitting his chest.

"Ow! What was that for?" He exclaims.

"Idiot! You didn't even get down on one knee." I groan.

"Aww, did I ruin your dream proposal?" He jokes.

"Yes! You did!" I say, wiping away my tears.

"Babe, it's that serious?" His smile falls.

"No, it's not that." I laugh.

"What's wrong?" He continues.

"That's the thing. Nothing's wrong. I'm so happy." I tell him.

He smiles and kisses me one more time.

"I love you baby."

[nbaoracle]

[fyeahbbb]

Can I get a Victor Oladipo imagine about meeting at one of his games but you don’t want to be at the game, your family dragged you there?

Here ya go 💖💖

I apologize profusely as I slid down my row, bumping into almost everyone. When we find our seats at the end of the row, I have to sandwich between my father and brother. At least, our seats and practically courtside; we’re in the second row.

I didn't want to be here at first, actually no, I still don't want to be here. But my Dad’s job gave him three tickets to the Pacers vs Mavs and he insisted on me being here. I’m a basketball fan, but definitely not a Pacers fan.

The game had already started, it was almost the end of the second quarter and Indiana was leading 38-51.

”Come on Y/N. Don't look so down.” My father pokes me.

I sigh and just ignore him.

”Seriously?” He groans.

”Dad, you forced me to be here. Not to have fun.” I tell him.

”Y/N, look!” My brother taps on my shoulder and points to someone on the other side of the court, near the scorer’s table. ”It’s Oladipo!”

I look to where he’s pointing and indeed, Victor Oladipo is standing on the other side, facing us.

As if he saw us looking at him, he turns his head and his eyes fall dead on me. He stares for a couple of seconds then smile. I smile back, starstruck and confused.

He walks into the game, still holding eye contact to me, but then looks away as if nothing happened.

”Holy shit.” I mutter under my breath.

Victor Oladipo just smiled at me. Me. Victor. Oladipo.

I look at both my brother and my father but neither seemed to notice the bizarre occurrence. I try to shake it off and watch the game, but our glances kept intertwining between plays. When Halftime arrives, I head out of the arena and start looking for a bathroom, but this being my first time at the Bankers Life Fieldhouse Arena, I quickly got lost.

”Looking for me?” A deep voice pulls me out of my thoughts.

I jump and see Oladipo at my side.

”Holy shit, you scared me.” I say

”Damn, sorry bout that, lil mama. What you doing all the way here?”

”I’m looking for the bathroom, what are you doing here?” I can’t be that far away from my seat.

”Locker rooms are down the hall.” He says.

It’s only now that I realize how surreal this is.

”Why are you talking to me, why were you looking at me over there?” I say what’s on my mind.

”Why wouldn't I? I don't know I just saw you. Does it really matter?” He shrugs.

”No, I guess it doesn't.” I look up at the 6’4” man in front of me.

”Faith maybe? Would that work for you?” He smirks.

”Faith uh? That’s pretty deep, Victor.” I laugh.

”What’s your name, beloved?”

”Y/N.” I smile.

”Well, Y/N, I hope you’re enjoying the game, but I’ve gotta go, I’m expected elsewhere.” Victor starts. ”Will I see you again?”

”Oh, I don’t know, I guess we’ll have to rely on faith.” I chuckle.

”Oh, she got jokes. Okay, well I’m a big believer so I’ll guess we’ll meet again.” Victor laughs.

”Bye Victor.” I roll my eyes.

”Until we meet again, Y/N.” He lets out then walks away.

Once I’m back to my seat, after successfully finding the bathroom, the third quarter is about to begin.

I spot Victor, who sees me too. I smile at him subtlely and he winks at me.

”Sweetheart, did Victor Oladipo just wink at you?” My dad asks me.

”What? No. I don’t know.” I stammer, trying to hide my smile.

Until we meet again Victor.

[ballwzrd]

Victor Oladipo vs Magic (L):

40 points

10 rebounds

7 assists

2 steals

5-11 3PM

59 FG%

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Victor Oladipo vs Rockets (W):

11 points

4 assists

1 rebound

2-3 3PM

57 FG%