FOR WHAT?

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I woke up in the middle of the night, again and I gasped which woke neymar up.

"Still the same nightmare huh? "he asked and I nodded and he held me tightly near his chest and I seemed to calm down and we laid there when I started getting falling asleep.

"What time is it? "I asked and he looked at his phone and then hugged me again.

"6 am "he said and I nodded "thanks "I smiled, god I hated those small conversations or one word answers but we didn't really have anything to talk about.

"Eliana, I'm sorry "Neymar suddenly said,  I gasped and freed myself from his arms.

"Sorry for what? "I asked him and he got up too and he touched my cheek as he looked deep in my eyes.

"For breaking your heart and lying about keeping in touch with you "he said and I gulped and I felt my eyes get watery and I quickly looked away.

"Don't cry please, I'm only apologizing and trust me it was painful for me too but I had to focus on my career " he said and this time I couldn't hide my tears anymore and I gave in my feelings.

"And I couldn't be part of your life? Admit it Neymar you never genuinely liked me" I said and left for the bathroom and I stood against the door.

"No I do like you it's just that I was a jerk and I know that know let me in "he said and I locked the door and he sighed and I smiled only by thinking him brushing his hair in frustration and he always looked sexy when he did that.

"Fine then I'm going to stay outside until you decide to come out and you are going to I mean you value your hunger more than anything "he said and I gigled as I slowly stopped crying.

After approximately 30 minutes I decided to get out because I was hungry and I couldn't stand it any longer.

I took a deep breath and unlocked the door and Neymar got up facing me and he fixed his hair with his hands.

"Hi, I was right you would come out at some point " he smiled and I smiled back.

When my mind found it's reason again I took a few steps forward and I headed to the kitchen and started making breakfast.

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