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LOVES FINEST | neymar jr
ch.25
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     As soon as we got back to his house, everyone had went to bed. I had to physically shove Neymar so hard when we arrived back because he was still sleeping in the car. It took me and his mother multiple attempts to wake him up with our voices, but when he didn't wake up, I had to shove him. He almost fell out the car.

     He was now walking up the stairs slowly and sleepily. I heard him sigh, and he stoped at the top of the stairs and waited for me to catch up to him.

     I put my phone back in my bra, and Neymar rose his eyebrows at me and gave me a weird look.

     I just laughed slightly and I followed him into his room, shutting the door quietly behind me so that nobody would be awaken.

     He lead on his back in the middle of his bed, arm covering his face. I watched from afar as his chest rose up and down  and I made my way to sit in the middle of his bed with him, crossing my legs.

     The bottom half of his body was off the bed, his feet touching the floor while the upper half of his body was on it.

     I pulled at one of his curls, and he peeked at me over the top of his arm that was covering his face. I could tell he smiled because his eyes lifted up.

I bet I looked really weird from his point of view, as I was towering over him because I was sat and he was lead.

     "You good?" I asked him quietly, picking up another of his curls.

     He nodded and began shuffling back so that his head was now resting in my lap. I left my hands in the air as he got comfortable  on me and when he settled, I placed them back in his hair and he let out a content sigh. "Just tried."

     I glanced at the small little clock that was on his bed side table and it read 9pm. We were at the dinner for quite a long time. I could tell that he was tired from the lack of conversation he was giving and how he was literally almost falling asleep on me.

      After a couple of minutes off me playing with his hair that he seemed to enjoy very much, he sat up and stretched. His shirt lifted once again and I let my eyes wander to it. He groaned, standing up and going to his wardrobe.

     He began looking through it, and I sat further up the bed, sinking into the pillows. I got my phone out my bra, and I saw that I had gotten a message from Lionel on Instagram.

     Oh dear, here we go.

     I went on my instagram and went straight to the blue tick message.

     leomessi
why wasnt I invited? I thought we were
best friends Aurelia. FAKE FRIEND.

     He was on about my instagram story I had posted of Neymar in the car. I expect he had saw some photos of us online and saw that we had went out to dinner.

aurelia.maro
you can come next time I
promise Leo.

leomessi
blocked, bye.

I shook my head smiling to myself at Leo's dramatics before chucking my phone next to me

I didn't even realise Neymar had gone into the bathroom until he came out, his eyes all droopy and a frown on his face. He was so cute.

He had changed his clothes and looked through his wardrobe again. He pulled out some clothing and chucked it over his head, behind him. It came flying towards me, and landed next to me.

It was a t shirt.

I smiled gratefully as he gave it to me so that I could sleep in it. I got up from the bed, swinging the t shirt around in my hand.

As I passed him to go into the bathroom, he gave me some black joggers which I accepted.

     I had got changed in the bathroom, picking up my clothes in my hands. Neymar had knocked on the door asking if he could come in.

     I rose my brows, allowing him to come in.

     He walked in, literally half asleep. He had put on a jumper when I was in the bathroom and he had his hood up which covered his face. It was a little oversized on him, and it was the colour red.

     He looked so good in that colour.

     I pulled the toilet seat down and sat on it as I watched him grab his toothbrush. Ah, I didn't have a toothbrush with me.

     As if he read my thoughts, he slightly bent down and opened the cupboard under his sink. He had one of his arms resting on the counter as he looked through his cupboard. I couldn't help myself but stare at his tattooed hand and his fingers that were tapping the counter.

     He walked in front of me with a toothbrush that was in a packet. I looked up at him and he handed it to me. "It's never been used before, you can use this."

He handed it to me and pulled me up gently by my elbow. I put my clothes where I was sat and let Neymar pull me to the sink.

      He stood behind me, caging me when he placed both of his hands on the counter, each side of me. I took his toothbrush, putting toothpaste on it and handing it to him, doing the same with mine.

I looked up in the mirror once I was brushing my teeth and I saw him looking at my lips through the mirror with a cheeky glint in his eye.

     I tilted my head, toothbrush hanging out my mouth. "What?"

I felt his hand move to my hip giving it a slight squeeze. "Absolutely nothing at all."

Once we finished brushing our teeth we went back into his bedroom. I placed my clothes on the floor, folded up.

He flopped back on the bed, pulling me with him so I ended up squashed up next to him. He wrapped both of his arms around the back of my neck, squashing me to his chest as he kissed my forhead. I scrunched my nose as my face was literally smushed in his chest.

However, he did smell very good.

"Ney, can't breathe." I managed to get out, finally getting air as he released me. He lead against the headboard and I put my chin on his chest instead, looking up at him.

He dipped his head down to kiss my nose and he placed both of his hands on my lower back.

I tangled my legs with his. I didn't know why but any time I slept or was in the same bed with someone, I always had to either throw my leg over theirs or something.

I saw his chain peeking out and i grabbed it with my hand, pulling it out so it was completely shown. He watched me as I began expecting it.

He yawned, grabbing my sides to pull me completely on top of him. I was now lead on him, using my elbows, each side of his head, to hold myself up at the sudden change of position.

Our faces were now very close and I smelled the fresh flavour of toothpaste. I began to trace his jawline, tilting my head.

He ran one of his hands up my side and his other was placed very close to my ass. I gave him a warning look and he just grinned innocently.

"You should get some sleep." I spoke, noticing how his eyes were drooling again.

He sighed, pushing my head down on his chest. He kept his hand at the back of my head. "I don't have training tomorrow so I won't have to get up early. I have a game in a week, though that you are coming too, by the way."

I smiled, even though he couldn't see it and nodded my head. "I was going to come anyway."

That was true. It would be my first time going to one of his games and I definitely wouldn't miss it. I had of course seen him play on TV many times before, but seeing him in play would be totally different and I wanted to be there to support him.

      I think it would be fun and i'm pretty sure Antonella would be there as well, so that would be double the fun.

    "Do you want to see my mum tomorrow?" I asked. I had thought about it a couple of times and she hadn't seen him since we were kids and I knew that she was dying to see him again.

     "Sim eu iria." He confirmed, and that made me very excited. I knew my mum would be very happy.
[yes, i would]

     Neymar had picked up his phone and I couldn't see what he was doing until his phone came right in front of my face, the flash going off. I gasped, pushing myself off him completely so I wasn't lead on him anymore.

     I sat up next to him, and he held his phone to his chest, laughing.

     "No!" I exclaimed. He just took a fat monstrous mug of me. I went to snatch his phone but he chucked it, sending it flying down the end of the bed.

      "Bonitinho." He spoke through laughs, pulling me back to him by my shoulders.
[cute]

      He cuddled up to me, holding me still so that I wouldn't try to get the phone. I sulked, placing my hands on his chest as he held me close to his side.

      I hate him sometimes.

     "Go to sleep." He said, trying to make me forget about the phone.

     "I'll get you back." I muttered and felt him place the duvet over the both of us. He shuffled down so his head was now on the pillows.

      "Claro que você vai." He said, stuffing his face into my neck, his breath hitting my neck.
[of course you will]

     He placed a gentle kiss on my collar bone, so light that I just about noticed it. I closed my eyes, my hand resting on the back of his neck, making its way to rest in his hair.

     Today was a good day. Well, apart from the fat juicy mug he took of me. But I will get him back.

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LOVES FINEST | neymar jr
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i'm so single it's not okay.

i'm actually happy with how this
chap turned out.

AND I DIDNT GET THE CHANCE TO SAY THANK YOU DOR 100K?!?!? AND NOW WE ARE AT 112k!
i love you so much, thank you.
-freya x