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Chapter: Versace

Fernanda's POV

I woke up to the feeling of someone tapping my head with their finger. Probably Neymar since he said he'd stay. "Wake up Fofo-Fernanda" Neymar chuckled.
"It's five I'm hungryy" he whisper in my ear, making me tingle, feeling his hot breath hit my tanned skin. "I'm awake Fofo-Ney" I said in my raspy voice, god I hate that I have that raspy voice when I wake up! I sound like a man.

"Do you have anything for us to eat, or should I order something?" He asked me and went back to laying besides me on the bed, wrapping his arms around my waist. "I may have frozen pizza in the freezer, or maybe we can cook pasta" I whispered almost falling asleep again. "Okay let's warm up the pizza then" he laughed as he pulled me out of the bed.

He dragged my arm making me stand up and as I groaned.

I leaned on his shoulder as we walked towards my small kitchen.

I took the pizza out of the freezer and turned on the oven and placed the pizza inside of it. Neymar was keeping and eye on the pizza, but I think he was keeping and eye on me. I wore some red "booty" shorts and the black shirt.

I sat on the counter as we waited for the pizza to be ready.
We talked about things, about his football career, and I talked about my family.

"Oh I forgot but after this season, I'll move to Paris" I blurted quickly.
"I'll miss you, like very much, but why Nanda?" He asked me and pouted, at me and hugged me placing his arm's wrapped around my waist. I felt butterflies fly around in my stomach, I have never felt this way before.

"Because Versace wants me to model for them, it's an unusual
opportunity. I've only modelled for like small lingerie brands." I replied . "Yeah I understand, maybe I should start to play for PSG?" He chuckles into the crook of my neck. "That'd be fun Fofo-Ney" I laugh, taking the pizza out of the oven, placing it on a metal rack, and waited for it to cool down.

We started eating at on my couch, surfing around the different tv channels.
Neymar suddenly stops, guess what! It's a football game, yay...
Okay to be honest I have played football and stuff but, I'm not as interested anymore.

It was Chelsea against Man United. Chelsea had scored two goals and
Man United 3. "Can we watch something that's actually entertaining?" I say rolling my eyes playfully at him. "You did not just say that!" He laughs before he starts to tickle me.

I laugh loudly so my neighbours probably can hear. "Neymar! Stop!" I laugh, struggling to say the words and getting out of his grip. He finally stopped
"That's payback for you saying that football is not entertaining" he grinned at me, as he sat down at the same place he was at at before he decided to attack me.

I got a text, it was from Anastasia

Statisia ❤️❤️

Your new manager Said that they had booked you a
private plane and rented an apartment, it's a day after
the season ends 😚

I'm so excited!! And also thank you
for helping me with this 😘😘

End of conversation.

I saw Neymar peeking at my phone, looking back at the television as I looked up from my phone, I chuckled at him. "Do you wanna do go out Fernanda, like go to the club with the team. To celebrate our win?" He said, smiling at me. "I don't know, maybe" I say and watched the football game.

They'd usually go to the club after their win, but it's usually the Barcelona players and their girlfriends or "the wag's", and I'm not one of them.

"Please, everyone will be with their girlfriends, and I don't have one, it'll be so awkward too sit there and watch them eating their off girlfriends faces" he pouted at me, tugging on my arm like a child. "You want company, so also have to see that?" I laughed at him. "Kind of, but it'll be fun! I promise" he convinced me trough his words. "Fine, when is it?" I asked Neymar who was now standing on the couch dancing a victory dance. "I think it's at 7 so we should get ready" He said and jumped of the couch, holding his hand out so he could drag me out of the couch.

"Should I dress fancy or casual?" I asked him as we walked towards my bedroom.
"I don't know, I'll be wearing this so. Casual I guess" He said and I walked to my white closet and pulled out a black dress with two red hearts on my chest. "Can you leave, I want to get dressed" I instructed him and he left into the bathroom, and I heard music playing from his phone. I guess he was also getting ready.

I slipped on my tight dress over my newest white bra. I opened the bathroom door to see him popping some pimples in front of the mirror, I'm kinda obsessed with popping pimples to be honest.

"Please can I pop them" I said excitedly when I stepped into the bathroom. Neymar nodded as a yes. "Sit on the sink" I giggled. He did what I said and I stood in between his legs and laughed as I popped one. "Ow!"
"Sorry, beauty is pain" I said when, and then I patted his thighs meaning that I was done. "You look beautiful Nanda" he said, obviously looking at the two hearts on my chest and I giggled.

It was almost seven so we made our way to the club in a taxi, the taxi driver wanted us to sign a Barcelona jersey and of course we did. We stepped out of the car to be welcomed by paparazzi, they mostly asked about my modelling for Versace and about me and Neymar's relationship.

Junora/Loas notes! 💝

Idk how I feel about this chapter tbh.
Ionno if I'm to straight forward lol

And also fyi I tripped yesterday when I walked to school
and now I have a big ass wound on my knee 🤬 and I came
Late to school with a bloody knee 😭