Fever Dream ~ Neymar Jr

Chapter 45

2015

"Neymar! Neymar!" I yelled, banging on the window.

"Liv, calm down!" Toly told me, pulling me back. The window of the passenger seat opened and a bodyguard I didn't recognize started yelling and swearing. The gate opened and the car got inside.

"Crap!" I said as the door started to close behind the car. This had gone monumentally wrong. What the hell was I thinking, coming here like that?

Toly looked shocked, as I finally stopped protesting and he let me go.

"Liv?" I heard then and saw Neymar emerge from behind the gate, a moment before it closed.

"Neymar!" I yelled and ran up to him. He was shocked, but he opened his arms and I fell in them.

"What are you doing here?" He asked me, his hand stroking my hair. The gate opened once again and the security guy from before ran towards us. "No, no, no! ¡Basta!" Neymar yelled at him when he tried to grab me and free Neymar. He must have thought I was a crazy person, trying to attack his boss. "Ella está conmigo, es mi novia." I realized he told him I was his girlfriend.

"So, I'm still your girlfriend?" I asked him.

He looked at me incredulously for a second. And then he saw Toly and our luggage at the side of the road. Without replying he walked towards Toly to greet him and then the bodyguard that had tried to grab me along with the other two that appeared after him, brought our things inside with them.

"I'm gonna need to visit the loo." Toly said when we got inside the house. "We've been sitting out there for 3 hours."

"In there. Third door to the left." I told him.

"You've been out there for three hours?" Neymar asked me.

"I'm afraid this is my fault." I heard and saw the woman whose voice I recognized as the one who had spoken to me on the intercom. "She said she's your girlfriend but we have girls ringing the bell every day... I'm sorry..."

"It's okay. No harm done." I told her. "I should have called you— I wasn't sure you would pick up though and I had that stupid idea of doing a grand gesture." I told him when we were alone in the living room.

"What's the grand gesture? Escorting Toly for his tryout? Or coming to Barcelona to tell me face to face to be a little more patient because we'll see each other again for Christmas?" He said, sitting down on the sofa.

"Neither." I said, walking up to him and bending down so that our eyes were on the same level. "That's my luggage. All my luggage." I said pointing at my suitcase.

I saw realization hit him. "Does that mean...?"

"If you still want me." I told him, a single tear escaping my eye.

"You're an idiot." He said, standing up again and pulling me up too. He kissed me and I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing him closer.

"I am. The biggest idiot." I murmured. "But I came to my senses." I said and in a swift move he picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my lips never leaving his.

"Umm... guys? I'm really happy for you and all but—" Toly said coming into the room.

Neymar let me go and I touched the ground again. I was probably tomato red.

"We should get to the hotel." I told them. "The Academy guys are coming tomorrow morning to take Toly for a tour of the Academy before the tryout."

"Your crib's nice." Toly said and I laughed. Sometimes I forgot he learned English by himself watching clips on the internet and had picked up all sorts of weird expressions.