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[Twenty Seven]

.:Chapter Twenty Seven:.

♛Milena's POV♛

I awakened to a loud buzzing coming from near my ear. Opening one eye, I saw that the screen of my phone had lit up, informing me I had a message. I just stared at it for a while, willing the buzzing to die down. When it eventually stopped, my eyes fluttered closed and I went back to dreamland.

Unfortunately, my stay at dreamland was short lived as, not even a minute later, the buzzing started again. Groaning, I grabbed my phone and unlocked it, the brightness burning my eyes.

From: +44 7461 604 731

Hey Mil! It's Eve. I finally got your number off Jayden :P

From: +44 7461 604 731

What time are we leaving? Because it's already 1:00 pm.

My eyes widened. No way did I sleep in that late. And Neymar didn't even wake me? He's probably asleep too. Why were we asleep for so long? We only got back at eleven at night since Mel and Marc wanted us to hang out with a couple of friends.

I hurriedly thumbed a reply back to Eve after saving her number.

To: Eve

Sorry, I was just

Quick quick, think of something that doesn't make me sound lazy.

I was just exercising all that cake off from yesterday ;)

There, now I sound fit and healthy.

Can we meet up in an hour at my house?

I sent her my address, pressed send and then quickly went to Mel's contact, sending her a message too.

To: Mel

Yo shithead, remember the plan today? We'll meet up at mine, k?

I was such a nice friend. As I waited for their replies, I crept out of my room and tiptoed into the guest room where Neymar was staying. Opening the door slightly, I saw that he was fast asleep, confirming my suspicions. I closed the door gently and quietly walked downstairs.

I had a plan.

Swiftly and silently, I grabbed a bucket from the utility room and filled it with ice cold water. I grinned evilly as I plopped a few ice cubes in, making the water perfect for drenching someone.

"Let's see how refreshed he feels after this." I muttered to myself evilly (because I'm totally not crazy), making my way back up to Neymar's room.

He was still fast asleep, quietly snoring adorably. I felt like such a creep just watching him sleep, so I dumped the entire contents of the bucket onto his unconscious body. His eyes shot open as he let out a frightened yell, and I couldn't help but burst out laughing at his reaction.

He looked up at my hunched figure angrily. "Why the fuck? I was having such a nice dream!" He spluttered.

"What about?" I managed in between my giggles.

"You." He said simply, and I stopped laughing immediately. He dreamt of me?

"What...?" I asked quietly, a small smile tugging at my lips and my heart skipping every other beat.

"Yeah. You got run over by a cow."

And that's when my face turned sour. "Charming." I said sarcastically as I crossed my arms in defiance.