You couldn’t seem to understand why Neymar would not stop blowing up your phone. I mean sure you guys ended on a bad not tonight, but he kissed another girl in your brothers own house !!
You were upset, but instead you chose to ignore Neymars messages, and decided it would be best to sleep it off and maybe choose to speak with him in the morning.
You woke up to someone pounding your door so loudly it sounded like it was going to break. You didn’t have time to get dressed because you were half asleep, so you answered the door in your big shirt, underwear, and messy bun.
Of course it was Neymar. As you opened the door you noticed him look you up and down with lust in his eyes.
“NEYMAR ARE YOU CRAZY !! ITS 9 AM !!! I HAVE NEIGHBORS !! This is beyond rude and inconsiderate !! YOU COULDNT JUST CA–” but he quickly cut you off and pushed through into your house.
“WHAT (Y/N), JUST CALL?! BECAUSE IVE BEEN DOING THAT AND YOU DIDNT OR HAVENT BEEN ANSWERING!!” He yelled back harshly.
As you were about to answer you caught yourself getting lost in those beautiful green eyes of his. You couldn’t help yourself, you could just stare at them all day. But enough of that, you’re still mad at him !
“What is there to talk about? Nothing, Neymar.”
“No (Y/N), you can’t do that to me. We have everything to talk about. I told you how I felt about you and I got zero response. (Y/N), If you don’t feel the same I would appreciate it if you could just tell me.”
You replied in a bitter tone, “I came looking for you Neymar. I wanted to tell you about my feelings towards you,”.
And in that moment his eyes lit up and he showed a smirk.
And suddenly he went back to the hurt blank stare.
“I decided you didn’t care anymore since I walked into you and that pretty girl kissing eachother.”
“(Y/N) I can explain !! It’s not what it looks like. Please tell me how you feel !”
“Neymar it’s fine. You don’t need to explain, I understand it was completely what it looked like. It just hurts that I came looking for you and walked into that. But I guess you can do whatever you want since you’re single Ney…”
You looked into his eyes trying not to water up. You thought about walking in on him kissing that beautiful girl with the tight dress, high heels, done hair, and it hurt you all over again.
“No (Y/N), please listen to me. I just–”.
But you couldn’t let him finish, your sadness turned into anger quickly. And you cut him off by saying,
“It’s fine, you really don’t need to explain. I have a date tonight anyways. Rafinha is picking me up around 7”.
“(Y/N) …” He said with his voice shaking and his hands started to tremble, but you didn’t let him finish. Instead you led him out the door.
“Bye Neymar. See you at Tuesday’s practice.” And you shut the door on him.