Chapter Seventeen

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I walked around Neymar's house, through crowds of people, looking for him. I saw Bruna with a group of girls, laughing. One of them saw me looking at them and gave me a dirty look. But I quickly diverted my eyes so Bruna wouldn't look at me.

I found Neymar standing near the corner, laughing with a guy standing next to him. He was drinking a beer. Before going up to him, I took my time to just look at him. I swear could look at him forever, he was captivating, and he had this amazing smile.

I walked up to him, and we made eye contact. He could probably see the desperation in my eyes. He excused himself from the guy standing next to him, and walked up to me.

"Neymar. Can we talk?"

"Yes. Not here, come with me" He said leading me, to, I assume, his room.

I was a bit nervous that Bruna would see us and say something. She started to scare me a bit, since I found her quite intimidating, and I knew she didn't like me, which is fair from her behalf.

"I thought you were leaving today? back to Paris"

"Yes. I was, and I will, just not today. I extended my stay to probably next week.... Bruna convinced me"

Awkward. It always becomes awkward when Bruna is brought into the conversation, but usually I brought her up.

"Right. Of course. Where's um- Davi?"

"He's with his mum now"

"His mum?"

"Carolina" He paused, "Oh, I haven't told you about her yet"

"No. No you haven't"

"Well she got pregnant when we were both very young. I was 19, and it really was a shock. Having Davi was ultimately her choice, and I am so happy she chose to have him, I couldn't imagine my life without him, I love him so much" He said smiling.

"I love your relationship with him. It's so sweet and Davi is amazing"

"He thinks the same about you"

I smiled before saying more seriously, "Look... Neymar"

"You kissed Luis" he spat out, sounding like it really grossed him out.

"You didn't tell me that you and Bruna were still together"

"Oh- Hayl. I wanted to explain it to you that night, but you didn't want to listen"

"Because I was in shock.... I thought I was coming to have dinner with you and Davi, but instead she was there, and she was asking all these things and she was your girlfriend and-"

"Hayley. Let me explain" He said butting in.

"Ok, ok"

"Well. I had planned that you would come later to my house, but when Bruna turned up I was shocked. She apologised for not keeping in touch as much when I was in Paris. And it felt sincere. But I did break up with her for a reason. She said she loved me, and that she wanted to get back together. That she would even move to Paris to be with me. And she didn't even ask what I thought about it. She just assumed we were dating and then-"

"But you did get back together with her? So you weren't with her the whole time?" I asked, feeling a weight lift off my chest.

"No. No, Hayley. I am not a cheater. I wouldn't do that to you or her. You thought that? Shit. I should've just told you then. I'm sorry"

Phew.

"No It's fine. That is good news" I said with a small laugh. "You were saying..."

"Well- Then Bruna told me she had told my dad, who is my manager, about how I broke up with her. And my dad was really angry at me for that. He even insisted that we get back together"

"Oh. Did your dad really like her?"

"No. It's not that. He just knew that the public, especially in Brazil, loved Bruna and I together. He apparently told Bruna that I had to stay with her? I don't know"

Neymar paused for a couple seconds; and he  looked like he was really concerned or thinking at this point.

"I'm now just realising now that my dad is really controlling my life. I hate that" He said and I reached out for his hand, to comfort him.

"Then don't let him control it" I responded taking my hand in his, and holding it tightly. My hand felt warm, and soon my whole body started to light up. My hand burned and I felt sparks through my body. I took a deep breath as I started to feel my cheeks heat up. I could not let him see.

"Hayl. Look it's not that easy. But on that night-what I told you about Bruna at the club, that's all true. I just-I will break it off with her, once and for all"

I didn't say anything to that. I wasn't sure what he wanted from me, some encouragement? I don't want to be the other woman though. I know how much it hurts to be cheated on, and I will do everything in my power to make sure no one around me feels like that. Even if it is Bruna.

There was a small silence in the room. It was my turn to speak, but I didn't know what to say.

"Why did you kiss him?" He said clenching his face.

I looked at him with a puzzled look, "Luis" he clarified.

"Oh... um-" I said with a small laugh, "I don't know. I wanted too"

His face quickly turned into a frown. He let go of my hand, and he did not look happy with my answer. Matter of factly- he looked angry, furious even.

Why did he care? He probably didn't want me to kiss his friend, that's why. Maybe, he thought it was an invasion of his privacy.

What was I supposed to say though? I was jealous of Bruna? He didn't care about that anyways. He was going back to Paris. Nothing could happen between us, and like Neymar would want that. There are a million girls that look his way, what differentiates me from any of the others?

Nothing. Right?


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