Jasmina P.O.V
"Uggh what the hell we can never be alone for more than 15 minutes it feels like somebody is always knocking at that damned door!" I exclaimed, I was really enjoying poking at Neymar though.
"Its alright Princessa we all know you love kissing the lips from heaven." Neymar replied smirking again. I mean it is true though.
"I'm getting the door." I say lazily hopping off the bed. I had to bend down real quick because my slippers were under the bed but I didn't realize i had no pants on and Neymar was laying right there until I heard a SLAP and my butt cheeks hurt. "I would slap that all day everyday if you'd let me," He says with lust in his eyes as he licks his lips.
"You little son of a -" I was cut off by another obnoxious knock at the door. "Coming!" I shout. This person has no freaking chill so it better be this important. I quickly throw on soke pajama pants and a crop top and hustle towards the door.
I open it and immedietly regret my decision.
"Top of the morning to you, sweetheart," He says trying to sound romantic while holding roses. I look at the Welshman with annoyment as he continues to rat on and on.
"I brought you someth -"
"We don't want your little gift, sorry" Neymar cuts him off and grabs the gold dipped roses and tosses them on the floor bluntly. "Ouch that kind of hurt Neymar." He says emotionlessly. "Leave." I say sternly. "What if I don't, neither of you can beat me." He replies chuckling. Little bitch.
"I said leave Gareth why are you even here?" I ask, I am getting really fed up with all of this bs.
"Nah I think I'll just take my chances and stay."
"You know what?" I ask, he is about to get what hes asking for.
Before he can even respond I taje every ounce of strength in my body and pack it into one punch right at his jaw, as i watch his figure stumble back surprisingly, I push him out the doorway and watch as he stumbles over. Neymar sees what I am doung and gets the last hit in as he is on the ground and punches him on the other side of his face. I slam the door just in time as the welshman tries to get back up. "She is coming for both of you!" He faintly yelled as he batted at the door. Neymar high fives me as I pull his shirtless self into a hug. Gareth's last sentence lingered in my mind for a minute until I realize, whats the worst she can do?
~~~~~~~ 2 WEEKS LATER ~~~~~~~
JASMINA P.O.V
The World Cup has been over and we're finally back in Spain, but Neymar and Barca had to jump right onto a plane and over to France for 3 champions league games in a row so he won't be back for a while. I'm not worried about him cheating on me or anything while he's gone because we both trust each other enough. Although it has been lonely without him, and he hasn't been picking up my facetime calls or skyping me, we only text each other which isn't much better.
Today I'm going out with my girl Mercedes, who I haven't seen in a minute. My plan is to hang out at our place for a bit, then go shopping and sight seeing here in Barcelona. While I'm waiting for her to get here I turn on my Tv and sure enough its on celebrity news.
Breaking News!
Barcelona star Neymar Jr was seen touring France with an unknown blonde, who is this?
Also, does this mean he and Jasmina Silva are officially over?
Rumors are said that this woman is the same woman who did his brand new tattoo titled 'amor'.
That didn't phase me because usually that celebrity news channel is never right and those are just rumors to stir up drama. I instead, checked instagram first and go under the pictures he's tagged in because usually they are my proof. They come up and I keep seeing this unfamiliar pic of him and this blonde girl in a selfie together, their noses pressing together as they smile, as if they were in love.
The Neymarezete commented :
WHAT HAPPENED TO JASMINA!
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They just cant seem to stay out of drama this couple. Sorry for the slow updates, the plot twist is starting to happen!
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