Google Translate ~ Neymar Jr

crush

as we pulled away from the hug, he looks at me. 

he smiles and says "tudo bem vamos pegar suas malas."

i look at him blankly. am i having a fucking stroke? he stares back and repeats himself laughing dryly.

"tudo bem vamos pegar suas malas" he says again this time slowly it's more of a question than anything. but all i do is stare back waiting for the words to start making sense. man, this jet lag must be killing me. 

he tilts his head and starts outright laughing hysterically. im glad he thinks something is funny because i sure as hell don't. he does have a beautiful smile though. the type to light up a room. the kinda smile you that makes you feel the need to smile along. 

"you dont know portuguese do you" he says through his fits of laughs. his head thrown back and his arms wrapped around his own torso.

suddenly it all clicks for me. im a fucking idiot and i in fact do not know portuguese. now i just look stupid. 

"oh haha yeah i fogot" i scratch the back of my neck and let out a half smile.

"but how did you text me for so long?" he asks

i put my head down and look at my feet in shame "google translate" i muttered under my breath like a whisper. 

it takes a second for what i said to register in his brain but when it does his laugh gets ten times  louder and he's borderline crying. while hes laughing at me i cant help but stare.  his eyes close and he clutches his stomach. he laughs so much it physically pains him over two words.

"jeez are you done yet" i roll my eyes and smack him lightly 

"its just so funny im sorry dani im sorry" he says wiping tears from his eyes. i love the way he says my name. it seems so beautiful so natural. like he was made to say it. like he invented my name and it's his own special word. everything he does is just so alluring.

"what were you saying before you started dying laughing at the unfunniest thing ever bro" i cross my arms.

he smirks "ohhh im your bro now i see how it is... i was saying we should go get your suitcases i was gonna carry them and everything but since im a bro i dont know about all that"  

"oh king neymar i am soooo sorry for addressing you as bro it'll never happen again your majesty." i walk past him to the carousel and scoff.

he tries to catch up but i only walk faster. hes like a puppy following me around but its cute.hes cute. 

i cant be thinking things like this me and him are just friends and i wont be here long. but do friends look at each other the way we do....

"i'll find a way to slip into your skin somehow" crush by cas