I figured I didn't want to push anything, "So. Guest room?" I asked chipper. 

He looked at me, scanning my tired eyes, "Yes- Yeah, of course" he said. I could sense he was sort of nervous, or maybe it was tension in the room.

He paused. "Follow me."

He led me to a beautiful and big room, with a huge room covering the wall displaying his large backyard and tennis court.

"Thank you, Neymar. I don't know what I would do without you right now" I said warmly, glancing at him and smiling.

"It's alright. Night Hayley" he said quietly as he exited the room and closed the door behind him.

I took a big breath and sighed, burying my face with my hands and laying down on the bed.I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was exhausted.

And what a big day it was.

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I awake hearing a high pitched voice in the room next to mine. I jolt awake, reminding myself where I am. Neymar's house. Neymar, the guy I met yesterday. The guy I kissed yesterday.

The voice I hear sounds like a little kid. I get lost in my confused thoughts when I hear a knock at the door.

"Quem está aqui pai?" The childish voice said.

"Minha amiga. Venha, você pode acordá-la" I heard Neymar's voice, but I had no clue what he was saying.

I reached my arm out to check my phone when the door swung open and a boy ran into the room and jumped on the bed. He was small, perhaps 7 or 8, he had golden curly hair and a cute little face.

This confused me even more. Who was this boy? I smiled at him, the little boy had a gorgeous, bright smile on his face, and resembled Neymar.

I glanced up at Neymar who was now looking at me. I had now figured that I didn't know anything about Neymar, not even a little bit, apart from his football career. I had heard about him frequently when I lived at home, since my younger sister loved football.

I looked up at Neymar and gave him a look, hinting at my confusion about this small boy who was now sitting on my bed. Neymar chuckled and replied with a smile.

"Davi, este é meu amigo. o nome dela é Hayley" Neymar said talking to the small boy, who I now figured was named Davi.

"And Hayley, this is Davi, my son" he said switching back to English and smiling at Davi.

What.

A Son?

Neymar had a son? But he looked so young.

"Hello Davi" I said warmly to Davi, and he hugged me. I hugged him back, looking at Neymar with an even more puzzled look on my face. I knew he could tell I was shocked at the fact I had just learnt he had a child. Hopefully he could provide some sort of explanation. Maybe we would talk sometime later.

"Hayley," Neymar said loudly, snapping me out of my thoughts, "Davi would like to make you breakfast"

"Oh um- yes of course. Thank you Davi" I said turning my head to give Davi a warm smile.

He soon hopped off the bed and went back to standing next to Neymar, who then lifted him up and held him to his hip. I figured Davi wouldn't speak English, so I decided to question Neymar.

"Neymar. You have a son? But you are so young, and he must be, what like 7? When did you have him? What like, it must have been, when you were just a kid."

"Yes. I had Davi when I was 19"

"Is he Bruna's?" I replied without even thinking, catching myself sort of off guard.

He sort of laughed at that comment, and replied "No, Hayley. He is not Bruna's"

I was about to ask more questions, like who is his mother? Where is his mother? How did the pregnancy happen? I didn't see Davi last night, so he must have come this morning, was he dropped off by his mother? But I honestly didn't want to be a bother, I already felt like I was intruding on their family this morning, so I don't feel like I should ask lots of questions.

I pursed my lips and nodded my head at his response.

"Oh, Neymar. I would love to share breakfast with Davi, but I just remembered I really have to go to work" I say and glance at the time on my phone, "like, now"

Neymar translates to Davi and they both seem sad. I feel bad but this is one of my first days at my new job in Brazil, so I can't be late.

Oh shit. My car is sitting outside the bar where I left it last night. I forgot about it. God.

"Oh shit, shit. Neymar. I left my car-"

"Don't worry about it, I can drive you wherever"

"Thank you, you have really helped me out. So much. I don't know how I can thank you, I owe you one. More than one-"

"Hayley" he interrupted me as I was off talking on a tangent and didn't even realise, "it's no problem."

I smile in reply, and he turns his gaze towards me, a soft smile creeps across his face.

I gather up my coat and other belongings before giving Davi a kiss goodbye and promising that we can have breakfast together next time.

A/N

Here's chapter 7, thoughts?
Will post chapter 8 soon!