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Neymar came back as the credits started.
We both jump up "im back ladies" Neymar said placing a big bag on the table.
"Dig in" he said as he started to unpack the sushi.
We started eating and chated with each other.
"So yall enjoyed the half naked man" he said smirking.
"Hell yes Channing Tatum is so hot" Rafaella said as i burst out laughing.
"You are the worst Rafa" he said stuffing some sushi in his mouth.
"Shes not wrong tho" i said giggling.
We both laugh as Neymar shakes his head.
Neymar's phone started ringing he looks down at it and sighs.
He walks away, and answers it.
Rafaella and i look at each other hearing him shout a little and cussing.
"Well damn" Rafaella whispers looking at me.
I really couldn't hear what it was about.
I eat some of the sushi as Neymar comes back.
"What was that about" Rafaella asked looking at him up and down.
"Nothing important" he said quickly looking away.
I look at him, and could see something was wrong.
But i really didn't want to push him to much.

We finished eating, and we all cleaned up the table.
There is some tension between us after that phone call.
Rafaella notices it, and takes a deep breath.
"Ok i can't with this tension what's going on" she blurred out standing in front of Neymar.
"Rafa stop it please" he said annoyed.
She keeps her ground, still looking at him.
"It was Jessica ok" he said walking away from her.
That weirdly enough explained a lot.
I looked away, as he tried to make eye contact.
"I better get going" he said hugging her.
He came towards me and hugged me too.
He walked towards the door, as Rafaella and i looked at each other.
"Go" she said as he closed the door behind him.
I quickly hugged her, and ran after him.
"NEY" i yelled closing the door behind me.
He turned around.
"Let me give you a ride" i said pointing at my car.
I could see a smile on his face as he walked back towards me.
We hops in the car, and i start driving.
The ride was awkwardly silent.
I peek over to see him looking out of the window.
We arrive at his house, and i park the car.
"Thankyou Isa" he whispered looking at me.
His eyes were begging me to come inside with him.
But i really didn't know if i should.
He slowly comes closer, making me lean in like a magnet.
"Stay the night" he softly whispered.
I quietly bite my bottom lip, as he looks down at it and back up in my eyes.
"Is that a yes" he asked.
"I can't" i manage to answer.
"Let me at least offer you a drink" he insisted.
By this point my heart was beating out of my chest.
His eyes on mine.
"One drink" i whisper as he smiles and quickly jumps out of the car to open my door.
I chuckle and lock my car.
We walk inside, and he grabs me a drink.
I sit down looking at his every move.
He looked nervous in a way.
He puts a bottle of wine infront of me on the table, and grabs two glasses.
He pours me a glass of wine, and comes sitting next to me.
"So" i started as he looks at me sipping on his wine.
"What was that really about" i asked taking a big gulp of wine.
"She want's to try things again" he answers looking away.
"Sooo... maybe you guys should" i said already regretting it.
He looks at me in disbelieve.
"I told you... i..." he stopped taking a deep breath.
"Yes youre in love with someone else i remember" i blurred out.
"Isa..." he whispered.
"I better go home" i quickly said cutting him off.
I got up and walked away towards the door.
He stops me and turns me back around.
I take a couple of steps back as the door behind me stops me.
My heart started pounding.
He places his hand on the door, coming closer.
"Forgive me" he whispers pushing his lips on mine.
How does he do it? Make me feel so powerless just like that.
We take a breath his forehead resting on mine.
"For what" i asked looking up at him.
"You said forgive me" i added as he looked confused.
"Forgive me for falling in love with YOU Isabel" he whispers looking away.
"Wait what" i ask pulling his face back up so we make eye contact again.
"Im sorry" he whispered looking me in the eyes.
"Don't be" i answered holding onto his face.
Those words.
They made me weak.
Wanting more.
Wanting. Him.

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