Love Me Again (ODA Sequel)

Chapter 3

"Wait...what are you doing here?" I asked. "This is Canada...wait I'm in Canada right? Yes I'm in Canada! But you?"

He chuckled, "Still the same,"

I stepped back.

"Actually not the same Katerina," I correct.

He walked up to my doorstep. He pulled a strand of my hair.

"You dyed it?" He noticed.

"Yeah," I said.

"Blonde, huh," he said.

"Dirty blonde," I added.

He held onto that one strand. I pulled it away from his hand.

"I liked your hair the way it was before," he said.

"Well I guess things change," I replied.

He looked shocked.

"Anyways, you broke my window!" I exclaimed.

"I know, I'm so sorry! I was kicking my ball around and it...hit your window," he explained.

I crossed my arms, and gave him a stern look. Stay calm.

"It's winter, how will I stay warm?!" I yelled.

"Okay, Kat, don't worry," he reassured.

"Don't call me Kat, no one calls me that here," I said.

He put his hand on my shoulder.

"I'll pay for the damage," he offered.

"What are you trying to say?" I asked.

"...I'm saying that I'll pay for the window," he explained.

"Oh wow, you show up here and think you're a rich football player and you'll pay for my window?" I asked.

"Well it's because I broke-"

"Thank you, but I'll do it myself," I declined.

"I know you're very strong, but I'll-"

"Rina, take Anna, she won't stop crying!" Drew whined.

I looked behind me and saw Drew standing behind me with a very angry Anna.

"Here, give her to me," I said.

I picked up Anna and brought her to my hip.

"I'm going inside, Anna will catch a cold," I said.

"NEYMAR?!" Drew exclaimed.

Neymar smiled widely.

"Neymar?!" He repeated.

"Yes, yes he's Neymar, get inside idiot," I scolded.

"Sh, it's Neymar!" He squealed.

I slapped the top of his head.

"Hey man," Neymar greeted.

Drew jumped up and hugged Neymar.

"I'm such a huge fan!" Drew screamed.

"Thank you so much," he smiled.

I rolled my eyes and walked into my house. What to do about the broken window. Anna will get really cold. I opened her baby bag, and pulled out a sweater and slipped it over her head.

I walked into my room. I placed a little mattress on the floor. I put her down. I put a blanket over her delicate body. I started to tap her back. Slowly her eyes started to droop. I stroked her hair and her eyes shut. I walked out and shut the door. She fell asleep so fast, poor girl was sleepy. I walked to my living room and saw Drew and Neymar chatting on my couch.