How Many Doors Have I Opened

"Days seem sometimes as if they'll never end."

"Ney." Leo called out. "I don't feel good." He complained. "What's wrong?" Neymar asked, putting his iPhone 3G down from his face. "I don't know." Leo answered. "You don't have a game today, right?" Neymar questioned. "I have one next week." Leo responded. He coughed. "Don't worry." Leo felt as if he was about to vomit, so he quickly got up and ran to the bathroom. He puked in the toilet. Neymar walked in after him. Leo looked over at him. "Oh lord." Neymar sighed. Leo looked back over to see a worm in his vomit. "What the fuck.." He quickly flushed the toilet, standing up as fast as possible. He backed away. "What? What's wrong?" Neymar because concerned. "There was a worm." Leo breathed heavily. "Let's go to a doctor." Neymar looked at him, mentally panicking. "Okay." Leo coughed. Neymar picked him up and held him like a baby. 

Leo, being the autistic person he is, focused on one specific cloud. Neymar put him in the backseat of the car. "Why the back?" He complained. Neymar ignored him and walked in the driver's seat. He put his keys in and started to drive. Leo yawned.

"Get out." Neymar said once he opened the door. "Why so mean?" Leo asked, his eyes starting to water. "You're not gonna get me with those eyes this time." Neymar grunted. Leo began to cry. "Why are you crying?" Neymar quickly asked, picking him up. "You're so mean." He cried. "I'm not mean." Neymar disagreed, opening the doors to the hospital. He checked in at the counter, then went to a seat and waited. Leo touched Neymar's cheek with his pointer finger. "Why are you acting so weird today?" Neymar asked. Leo didn't reply. He just looked at him with teary eyes. Leo's name was soon called. Neymar carried him to the room. "Firstly, what seems to be the problem?" The doctor asked. "Well—he threw up earlier this morning, and there was a worm in the vomit." Neymar answered. "Huh." The doctor's glare shifted from Neymar to Leo. Leo was rocking his legs off of the table, enjoying life. "Has he ate anything weird the past few days?" The doctor questioned, his face back to Neymar. "Not that I know of." Neymar replied. "Leo, what have you ate this past week?" Neymar asked. "I don't know. I had Mac and Cheese  on Monday." Leo responded. "Has he been acting weird this week?" The doctor whispered. "It's normal for him to act weird, he's autistic. But, he's acting weirder than he normally is, if I'm being honest." Neymar answered. "Alright." The doctor turned to Leo.

After half an hour of the doctor checking Leo's stomach, throat and mouth, he turned to Neymar. "There's nothing bad happening in his body; it's probably just from the ground." The doctor concluded. "When I fell yesterday, I did eat a load of grass." Leo confessed. "Ah. That must be what caused it." The doctor nodded. "Oh." Neymar looked annoyed with Leo. "Thank you!" Neymar nodded. "No problem. Have a nice rest of your day!" The doctor smiled, waving. "You too!" Neymar walked out of the room, picking up Leo. "Why didn't you tell me you ate a fucking worm?" Neymar immediately asked. "I'm sorry." Leo began to cry. Neymar rolled his eyes. They walked out of the building. Neymar put Leo in the passenger seat, and closed the door. He opened the driver's seat door and sat down. He put his keys in and began to back out of the parking lot. "You're annoying, you know that, right Leo?" Neymar looked over at him, once they came to a red light. "I'm sorry." Leo looked away, sniffling. "But, I love you." Neymar whispered to himself. "What?" Leo looked over. "Nothing." Neymar shook his head, and started to drive. "Tell me, please." Leo looked at him with puppy eyes. They were watery. "I love you." Neymar blurted, not looking at him. "Oh, me too!" Leo smiled, not knowing that Neymar meant the other way. "Yeah." Neymar decided to just go with it. If Leo was smiling, that was all that mattered. Leo looked back to the side. "Hey, Leo?" Neymar looked over, once they had reached another red light. "What?" Leo immediately turned around. Neymar thought about what he was about to say for a second. "Y'know what? Nevermind." Neymar looked away, doubting himself. "Why are you no telling me anything?" Leo grew sad once again. "I don't know." Neymar started to drive. "I love you, Neymar." Leo smiled, trying to reassure him. "Yeah, right." Neymar said, under his breath.