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LOVES FINEST | neymar jr
ch.35
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Neymar had been acting weird. We had got back from being out with Leo and Anto around a hour ago and on the way home, Neymar had gotten a phone call. He didn't answer it, but since then his whole attitude had changed completely.

He had barley even said goodbye to Leo and Anto when we left the car, just slamming the door. Leo was obviously fuming at that, shouting at him before he eventually drove off.

Now, we were sat in his room. I was sat up against his pillows, legs crossed whilst playing with my fingers. Neymar was sorting out some of his clothes in his wardrobe.

This mad had a hell lot of clothes.

Since we had gotten back, we didn't share much conversation which was unusual. He had asked me if I wanted to order any food, and that was pretty much it. We just retreated to his bedroom and that's where the silence began.

I watched him, he had his brows furrowed, a clearly annoyed look on his face. I sighed and he looked and me for a brief second. "You okay?"

I just hummed in response. He clearly wasn't going to tell me what was wrong, so i'll ask him instead. "Yes. Are you okay?"

"Yes, i'm fine." he replied shortly, deciding to leave the organisation of his wardrobe for later. He came over to the bed and the bed dipped as he got onto it, sitting next to me.

He wrapped his arm around my shoulder which made my body fall towards his and my head rested on his chest, along with my hand. I shuffled down the bed so I was lead on his chest more comfortably.

"Ever since we got back, you've been acting moody." I brought up, my eyes fixed on his chest, my finger tracing it.

He had a really nice t shirt on, I was going to steal that one later.

To he honest, I expected him to push me away and tell me he was fine, but instead he just sighed deeply and kissed the top of my forhead. "I know, i'm sorry."

I raised my brows and he tangled his legs with mine. "So what's the matter?"

"I don't want you to get mad.." He started of which made me push myself off him with my brows furrowed.

He doesn't want me to get mad? It can't be something serious.. surely? But if he thinks that I'm going to get mad..

"Okay.." I nodded slowly.

He sat up against the headboard and run his tongue along the inside of his cheek. He sighed. "I got a phone call earlier when we was in the car, and I knew who it was instantly so I didn't answer it.."

"Who was it?" I asked slowly.

He hesitated before he answered. "It— Bruna's company that she works for."

My lips parted and I stared at him confused for a second. The name Bruna didn't sound at all familiar to me. I tired to rack my brain for an answer to see if I knew this Bruna.

He saw my confusion and decided to speak again. "Bruna is my ex, I dated her a couple years after you."

My heart dropped a little bit at that and my shoulders slumped. I nodded, swallowing. "Oh."

What was i expecting? It was stupid of me to even think that Neymar hadn't dated other people, I purposely ignored all the things online that used to mention Neymar and his flings. I had dated other people, so it was silly of me to even think that Neymar hadn't.

He sat up and looked at me. "We only dated for at least two months. She uh— she loved me but I didn't love her. I couldn't love her." he shrugged.

I looked at my fingers. "Why is her company ringing you?"

He pursed his lips. "They wanted the PSG team to do a photo shoot with her. She got a new modelling company and they thought it would be good to promote her by using us."

Well, I wasn't expecting that.

He moved closer to me again, wrapping his hands around my body, and pushing me to lie on my back as he got comfortable himself on top of me. I rested my head comfortably on the pillow as he rested his head on my shoulder, giving a gentle kiss to my neck.

"Are you all going to do it?" I asked, putting my hand on his head and fiddled with his hair.

I wasn't going to be mad if they did it. It was only a shoot, and they are ex's for a reason. Neymar said that he couldn't love her, that was enough for me. They were in the past.

He shook his head. "No. Leo messaged me when he got home and said he didn't want to do it either. I'm not sure about the rest of the team, but if they wanted to do it, then they'd have to do it without me and Leo."

I smiled and Neymar kissed my neck gently again. I rested my chin on his head and closed my eyes. "Has Bruna spoke to you since you broke up?"

I don't know why I asked that question, it wasn't really any of my business. But I was curious to know.

"No." he said quietly, his eyes closed. "I blocked her from pretty much everything when we broke up ages ago."

He blocked her when they broke up, but he didn't block me when we did.

"What are you going to do if they say that you have to do the shoot with her?" I ask, gently massaging his head. I could tell that he was growing tired now from my actions.

He sighs, his breath hitting my neck and he moved his head closer to my neck, his nose brushing against my collar bone. "I don't know. I'll just refuse."

I nodded, kissing his forehead again. His hair smelt so nice.

There was some silence for a couple of seconds, I guessed that he was slowly starting to fall asleep, but then he spoke, quietly.

"I love you." He mumbled tiredly into my neck, as if it was a everyday thing we say to eachother.

My hands stopped in his hair and my eyes shot open. My lips parted and I swear there was tears about to form in my eyes.

We haven't said that to eachother since we were teenagers.

My quietness threw him off a little bit and he picked his head up, his chin resting on my breasts. I looked down at him. "Did you just say you loved me?" I ask, a teasing tone to my voice, however this meant so much, hearing him say it.

"Não pense que eu nunca parei." He said honestly.
[dont think i ever stopped]

I sucked in a breath, a smile now on my face. I pushed him off me a little bit so I could sit up and now we were both facing eachother.

"Nem eu." I spoke in portuguese, making him widen his eyes a little bit.
[Me neither]

"So you're saying that you love me?" He asked, tilting his head, a smile on his face.

I never stopped loving him.

I nodded, and my hands were shaking. I don't know why. "Yes, Eu te amo."
[i love you]

Neymar wrapped both his arms around my neck, pulling me into his chest and he held me, squeezing me tightly. "I've wanted to hear you say that for ages." He mumbled into my hair.

It felt like we were teenagers again.

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LOVES FINEST | neymar jr
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this was a short chap sorry!

but this book is almost finished!
:/

and before you say anything,
no, this is the first and last time
bruna is mentioned in this story,
she isn't going to be making an
appearance so don't worry! 🙃

i love you, freya x