My angel

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Love POV

Neymar and I had lunch together.
After we sat down at the steps outside the villa.
he told me about the woman he bought my clothes from, how Rico ordered his men to kill her husband because he over heard a conversation they were having. They burnt down their home and now her and her daughter lives in a little hut.

I looked at Neymar as he talked about the family,
I could see how much he cares, it really touches my heart to see him care so much for a stranger.
It just make my feelings for him grow even more.

"Why are you looking at me like that Love?"
He asked smiling.

"It warms my heart to see the compassion you have for people that's all,"
i said placing my hand on his face.

"That's because I know what it's like to come from having nothing"
he said taking my hand kissing it.

"Everyone comes from some sort of harsh past Neymar,"
"that is what help us grow into the people we are today, it humbles us."
"So we can help others who is in the same position we was once in."

"My past wasn't perfect"
I said to him.

"when my parents and I moved to the US we lived in a one bedroom apartment,"
"my dad worked hard to keep a roof over our head and food in our table."

"Sometimes when he payed the bills and bought food for us he didn't had money to take a cab to work,"
"he walked to work every day."

"But most importantly he made sure we were happy.
"I remember as a child I never asked for toys or unnecessary things because I knew my parents couldn't afford it,"
"but some how my dad got me things I wanted."

"Now it's my turn to take care off him and my mom."
"Now I literally buy my dad a new car every year for his birthday,"
"I always leave funny a note saying."
You'll never have to walk to work again.
"And he'll be like Love I'm retired I don't work anymore."
"But I don't care, it's my way or telling him thank you for everything he have done for my mom and I."

"I guess we both came from some sort off similar past"
Neymar said with a weak smile on his face.

"And that's why I love you Love,"
"you are different from other girls."

"Thank you"
I said looking at him frozen,
did he just say he loves me,
His phone rang taking his attention away from me,
And thank god it did because I was like a deer in headlights.

"Isaac just called our luggage is here"
Neymar said hanging up the phone.

"I'll go get it"
he said walking away.

I face palm myself, maybe he meant I love you like a metaphor,  I know he has feelings for me,
but I don't think he actually really mean he loves me.
probably it just slipped out.

But love is a strong word for me,
Telling someone love you is different from saying
I love you to them.

Neymar came back with our luggages, I helped him carry it into the room.
I opened my luggage getting my charger for my phone, I walked to my bedside table attempting to plug the charger onto the wall when I accidentally dropped my phone,
it slid under the bed,

"I'll get it"
Neymar said running over to me.

"I can get my own phone Neymar I'm not scared off under the bed,"
I said bending down reaching for it.
Suddenly I felt something that didn't felt like my phone, It was a gun.
I picked it up looking at Neymar who had a nervous look on his face.

"What's this Neymar?"
I asked holding the gun in my hand.

"And don't tell me you don't know where it came from."
"Because I know it's Isaac's gun it has his family logo on it."

Neymar took a deep breath walking closer to me,
"I'm sorry I hid it from you,"
"Isaac gave it to me last night at the club to keep you safe,"
"he was scared Rico will try to get to you."

I took out the magazine from the gun putting it in a draw, Neymar came next to me placing his hands on both side my face so I may look at him.

"Are you mad at mi amor?"
He asked looking deeply into my eye.

"I'm not mad at you Ney,"
i said wrapping my arms around him,
"I'm very mad at Isaac, his family is the reason we're in all this mess."

"I never wanted you to get involved with this whole mafia situation,"
"you don't deserved this you came here to follow your dream play football,"
"Not play bodyguard for me."

He leaned closer placing his lips softly onto mines,
Kissing me passionately, he smiled as he pulled away looking at me.

"This will be the last time I will hear you say sorry for getting me into this mess Love!"
He said in a serious tone,
"I will never change anything about meeting you.
"You are an angel god sent to challenge me"
he said laughing.

I pushed him away walking out of the room smiling, he is such an idiot sometimes.

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