I woke up the next morning with the familiar São Paulo sun on my face. I opened my eyes and looked around the room when I noticed something- an arm around my waist. I averted my gaze quickly to whoever's arm was around me.

"Ross, what the hell are you doing in my bed?" I said looking at him, he was taking up more than half of the bed. I'm surprised I didn't wake up off the bed.. and he didn't even respond because he was fast asleep in my bed.

I sat up, shaking his arm off of my waist and began rocking him awake, reminding myself of how this is how we used to wake each other up when we were younger. But we hadn't had a sleepover in one bed in such a long time, because when we were teenagers, our parents always thought we were dating and thought it was better we slept in different beds or rooms.

Good thing it's a queen size bed, I thought to myself.

"I had to move to your bed! The couchh is so uncomfy!!" Ross said, his voice raspy, since he had just woken up.

"Ross- you can't sleep in my bed! The couch is fine! Suck it up and go sleep on the couch" I responded.

"Hayls... I am sleeping in your bed, try and move me. See what happens" He said laughing, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at my face.

Ouch.

"Dickhead" I said snidely, "You are being moved to a hotel then!"

"You're kidding, right?"

"No" I said seriously. "You will ruin my sleep! You take up all of the bed!"

I decided not to bring up the fact his arm was around my waist when I woke up. No reason to make it awkward, especially because he was probably so used to sleeping next to Penn, that he mistook me for her?

"No. I don't!" He said, before looking down at his body which was splayed across my bed. "Whoops. ...Fine. I promise to keep to myself" He said and moved his body to the other side of the bed.

Much better. Now he just needed to get off and go back to his room.

"Not good enough! When did you come in here anyways?"

"When you were asleep! Seems you are now never awake when things happen!" He said mockingly.

"Ha... ha" I said, hiding my laughter.

~~.~~

Soon I got up and took a shower. The bed situation still hadn't been figured out. But I was 100% sure I didn't want Ross in my bed indefinitely. That boy had to go.

I came out of the bathroom in my towel, walking to my closet to put on a cute outfit. As I walked into the room-

"Hayley! Put some clothes on!" Ross said, taking me surprise. I didn't know he would still be in my bedroom, laying on my bed.

"What are you still doing in here?!" I said startled.

"What do you mean? It's my room too now"

"Oh please. You wish. Now out so I can get changed" I said and pointed to the door- to which he reluctantly got up, and exited the room.

I recalled Ross had told me last night we would be having dinner with Neymar tonight. Which excited me a little too much. But, when I remembered I would have to wait all day to see him, I sighed. It was going to be a long day of anticipation....

I went with a white tank top and my favourite pair of blue jeans. I would take Ross out for breakfast this morning; at one of my go-to local places.

I applied some concealer, mascara and lipgloss, and I was ready to go.

"Ross let's go!"

"Okay okay!"

~~.~~

Dinner time couldn't come around any sooner. Ross and I had spent the day going into more shops, and surprisingly I had found this gorgeous white beach dress which I planned on wearing tonight.

Neymar had texted Ross with the details, since apparently they had each others numbers? When did that happen... probably when I was sleeping. Which by the way, I was still angry and humiliated at myself for.

The dinner was at 7pm at an Italian restaurant, which made me even more excited. Just when I thought it couldn't get better; we would be eating pizza! It was 505pm now, so I had less than 2 hours to get ready. I chat to Ross as I got ready.

"Hayley. You seem sort of nervous... is it because of a certain Brazilian that has conquered your heart"

"Conquered my heart? What a great way to put it!" I said mockingly.

He gave me a serious look.

"No. Ross, in all seriousness- I am not that nervous! We established we were friends, he has his girlfriend and I have.... You!" I said joking.

"Ouch. I was excited at first. Hayls you gotta stop playing with my feelings like this"

"Oh. Please. You have a girlfriend"

To which I got no response, which is when I was reminded he did not in fact have a girlfriend anymore. His face turned sort of sad for a second, but then he was back to his usual self. Can't believe I had forgotten, and I had made this situation very awkward.

Good one Hayley.

I was just so used to him having a girlfriend, but to be fair, he must have been used to me having Zayn.... And he hadn't messed it up like I had.

"I'm sorry Ross. I totally forgot..."

"No, no Hayls it's fine. Let's just not talk about it anymore.... So when do you plan on telling your family and friends about Zayn?"

Wow. Way to twist it on me. Not that I didn't deserve it.

"Ummm. Not sure"

"Mmmm. I want an answer" He said in a more serious voice.

"Well Ross. You know what they are like, when they know about it. I will never get a break... and they will push me to move home, and you know how much I don't want to do that. I'll be so embarrassed.... I just need time"

"Hayley. I get it-"

"Did you tell your parents about Penn?"

He shook his head.

"Hmm, so let me think. You are here in Brazil because.... You wanted to support me, not run away from your parents and home?"

"Exactly" He said, but we both knew.

~~.~~

Soon it was time to go, we left at 640, and it was about a 15 minute drive to the restaurant. So we would be fashionably... early! Ross wore a white shirt with a green overcoat, and a pair of jeans, and I wore my new white beach dress. I had reapplied some more makeup, but it was still light.

As soon as I saw Neymar sitting at the restaurant, I could tell there was a shift in my body. My heart noticeably began beating faster, and I felt my face start to heat up.

He saw us walking up to him.

"Hey Neymar" Ross exclaimed

"Ross. Good to see you" Neymar said, standing up and shaking his hand. Then Neymar turned his attention to me, and we made eye contact.

"Hello Neymar" I said warmly, I was so flustered, that I put my hand out like Ross did, for him to shake. Yes. Ross was right. I was really nervous, and I knew exactly why....

"Hayley" he greeted me scanning my outfit, "You look beautiful, as usual"

Instead of taking my hand he leant over and gave me a small hug.

"Thank you. As do you-" I cut myself off and laughed a little, "Look handsome as always I mean, not b-beautiful"

Ok. Hayley. Now it's time to shut up.

~~.~~

A/N

WILL DO CHAPTER 22 SOON!