𝗧𝗪𝗢 𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗬𝗢𝗨; 𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘮𝘢𝘳 𝘫𝘳 [COMPLETE]

chapter five

MANCHESTER, ENGLAND
6 WEEKS LATER
i slammed the door closed, as his hand banged on the other side. "noelle, open the door. please." his voice whispered, the desperation in his voice made my heart ache.

"go away.." i shouted back, my body slumped against the door, as he tried to open it. "just leave me alone! i don't want to see you." i snapped, suddenly the banging was gone. it was silent. the door knob wasn't turning every which way, it felt as if the world was paused.

SLAM.

a tear dropped down my face, i slowly opened up my door, the room was empty. my heart dropped, i grabbed my keys and locked the front door. i looked over at the smashed vase, picking up the red roses which were laid on the floor.

only an hour ago, i was smiling, laughing.. now i'm here crying on the floor, next to broken glass. i put my face in my hands, and sobbed. there was nothing else to do but cry.

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PARIS, FRANCE
PRESENT
"you're going to murder me aren't you?" i side eyed the man, who let out a small laugh and nodded. i gasped dramatically, and he put his finger to his lips.

my eyes moved down to his famous tattoo, he then moved his hand through his hair. i dragged my eyes away from his face as he looked out of the window, my leg started bouncing anxiously as i quickly crossed my legs trying to stop my nervous tic.

the silence grew more daunting every second, and i looked back over to the man across from me, to my surprise he was already looking at me. "cant believe i missed you at barcelona."

i chuckled and nodded "i know, the whole reason i signed there was for you!" i teased, he let out another laugh.

"ahh, i'm not surprised." he said cockily, dusting off his shoulder, i groaned out and hid my face. the both of us laughing as the atmosphere in the car grew warmer by the second, after ten minutes of small talk we finally parked somewhere. "and now i kill you." his face went serious, and side eyed me.

i slowly unfastened my seatbelt. "not if i kill you first.." i said in a sinister tone, his face became lighter, another one of those chuckled that could melt the coldest heart appeared. "so, where are we neymar?" his name felt strange on tongue, as he opened the door.

i sat there alone, about to open the door before it swung open, a tattooed hand appeared in front of me. i smiled and took it, as he helped me out from the car, my eyes opened as i spotted the famed museum. "it's nearly ten, isn't it closed?" i asked confused.

a smirk appeared on his lips, "not for me." he simply stated, and offered me his arm. as the two of us walked closer to the doors, a guard met us, the two talked in french. i knew some french, the basics. but this was way out of my league.

i hung onto his arm, awkwardly standing there as my phone buzzed in my pocket. i ignored it as the guard led me and neymar down the halls, and followed us into each room, staying a fair distance away.

i couldn't believe i was here, it was so beautiful in the dim lighting. i say this as if i can compare it to anything, i stepped closer as ney watched me from behind, looking at each painting intensely. "it's so beautiful.. this place.." my words trailed off as i walked around, looking at each one, taking in these views.

"i've never been into art, but i can appreciate beauty." i felt his eyes burn into my face, i let out a small breath as his hand wrapped around mine, his other on my waist as his lips moved to my ear. "follow me."

my eyes moved to his and we stood there for a second, his hand pulled on mine. we were walking, then jogging, before we found ourselves laughing as we sprinted through the empty museum. our voices bouncing off the walls as our hand clasped tightly together. "slow down!" i giggled as he pulled me down into the last room.

the breath caught in my throat as i looked up at famous portrait. i'd never been one for art either, but god. who wouldn't love to be this close to the mona lisa. "it's amazing right?" his voice trailed over to me, and i nodded.

"yes.." his hand squeezed mine, as we stood hand in hand in front of one of the most beautiful things ever created. "i'd smash, you?" i joked. of course i had to ruin this moment by saying i'd fuck mona lisa. he stayed silent for a moment before we both bust out laughing.

"ahh, probably." he replied, looking up at the painting his head tilted to the side. the guard walked up to him and whispered something. i knew this moment was over, but it truly was a night to remember.

his hand tugged mine softly, he didn't let go. i wasn't going to let go until he did, i followed him out of the room, taking one last glance at the painting before we were walking down the long corridors. i took in every single detail of the museum, looking at each statue as we walked out.

he finally let my hand go, and shook the guards hand. i thanked him, and we walked back over to the car. i looked up at the moonlight shining down on the glass. "sorry it was short, leo probably could've gotten you more than thirty minutes." he smiled.

"god, leo would've probably fell into the glass and smashed the painting." i giggled, as he nodded in agreement. opening the door for me, i thanked him and got inside.

the car ride back to my hotel was quiet, and i was thankful as i got to let the memories of the past two hours settle into my mind, i hadn't had this much fun or let myself be this happy in so long. "thank you for tonight neymar, it truly was amazing." i said, as he looked over at me.

"it was my pleasure noelle, it was lovely meeting you. hopefully you'll be back in paris soon.." he finished. a small smile resided on my lips as i nodded, i bent over and kissed his cheek impulsively. a small pink blush spread from his cheeks to mine. i opened my door and waved goodbye as the car rolled away. i let out a loud sigh.

i bet i never see him again.

i walked back into my hotel, and made my way over to the elevator, pressing my hotel floor as my phone dinged once again.

missed calls
leo (7)
mother (12)
leo (2)
father
jj (2)

i groaned, what did they all want? i decided i'd text them all when i reached my room, even though that all went away once my head hit my pillow.

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