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You and Neymar have been broken up for almost a year now. Things ended on an okay note until the media got ahold of pictures of you with this new mystery man.
"Y/N Y/L/N, the ex-girlfriend of Neymar Jr, has been spotted with a new potential love interest. Is it officially over for Neymar and Y/N?" You read as you scrolled through the news article.
"Unbelievable!" You exclaimed to your friend, showing her the article.
"You think the break up would be old news by now, Y/F/N."
"Well, you did date one of the world's greatest soccer players, Y/N. Stuff like that doesn't fade so quickly, plus you were together for like five years. The world is still surprised about the breakup."
You sigh. "I guess you're right, it's just that I'm moving on, and I really like N/G/N (new guy's name), and I don't want to put him in an awkward position by being stalked by news reporters or asked about my past relationship."
"I understand, and I think he will too."
"Well, I'll just explain everything to him once he picks me up tonight."
"See, everything will work out." She says as you both continue to watch tv.
After watching a few episodes of Y/F/S, you get a knock at your door. You look at the door and back at your friend.
"Y/F/N, did you order something?"
"No. Did you?"
"No, maybe it's N/G/N. If it is, he's early."
You get up from the couch and walk over to the door opening, not realizing who it actually is.
"You're earl- Neymar, what are you-"
He pushes his way into your apartment."Who's this guy Y/N?" He pulls out his phone, showing the news article to you."
"Good to see you too!" You state sarcastically. "And why does it matter?"
"It matters because it's all over social media. People are texting my phone and tagging me in posts. Hell, I even got a call from a journalist this morning asking me about it! Plus, I'm wondering why I didn't hear it from you first!" He looks at you angrily, waiting for you to respond.
"Y/F/N rolls her eyes at his statement and gets up from the couch, grabbing her belongings."
"Y/N, I'm going to head out now and let you handle this. Just call me later." She states while walking past Neymar shaking her head in embarrassment for him.
You nod as she closes the door behind her.
"Neymar, you have no right to come to my home and ask me about my personal life, and I don't have to tell you anything. We are not together anymore, so it doesn't matter who I'm seeing!"
"It's not so personal when the whole world knows that Neymar Jr's ex is seeing someone new! You know how much this is affecting my career at the moment and the humiliation I'm facing?!"
Neymar knew that this news wasn't affecting his career or how the media perceived him. He just wanted to know more about this guy. Even though he knows he has no right to know your personal life anymore, it still hurts him that you moved on so fast.
You laugh in his face and shake your head in disbelief. "You sure are one to talk, seeing as you're the one who humiliated me by cheating with Bruna Biancardi. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I had to find out through TMZ while you were seen leaving a party with her!"
Neymar couldn't say or do anything but just stand there and take in your words. He knew everything you said was true, but that didn't stop him from feeling heartbroken and betrayed. Funny how the tables have turned.
"Whatever, Y/N. It's not about that at the moment."
You scoff. "Oh, it isn't? But you think you have the right to question what I do with my personal life. That's just ridiculous, Neymar, and you know it."
You try and walk away from him, but he grabs your wrist, causing you to look at him with annoyance and anger. He looks deep into your eyes, the eyes he misses staring into for hours and telling you how beautiful they are, but Neymar knows he messed up.
"Y/N, who is he?"
"Bye, Neymar. I have to get dressed."
"Where are you going? I'll go with you."
"A date, no extra guest allowed. Sorry." You remove your wrist from his grip and walk upstairs to your bedroom, feeling Neymar's gaze on your back.
"Also, shut the door on your way out."
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