Part 32-Last Chance

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The next morning I woke up in bed, my clothes changed and my makeup off. I remembered falling asleep on the couch and that was it, but of course, Neymar. I rolled over and admired his sleeping face, he looked adorable.

I checked my phone and read a bunch of headlines, all surrounding me. Titles like:

"NEYMAR SEEN WITH GIRL FROM INSTAGRAM!"

"JAYLA B: NEWEST FOOTBALL GIRLFIREND?"

"NEYMAR NEW LOVE INTEREST: JAYLA B AND NEYMAR SEEN IN PUBLIC!"

My heart leaped out of my chest and my palms got sweaty, it felt like the whole world was closing in on me. My breath grew frantic and loud. I felt like I was being struck by a million things: feelings, futures, people. Tears slowly welled up in my eyes, but not before he could save me.

I felt his warm arms pull my head towards his firm chest. I brought my body against his and wrapped my arms around him. His warmth overwhelmed me, it overwhelmed all those feelings.

"J, it's all going to be fine. We'll do whatever you want whenever you want. I'm keeping you safe from those monsters no matter what, ok?"

"It's so much."

"Hey, we've been so much. 5 years of pain, tears, sex, love, hurt. That was a lot, I could snap my fingers and this is all gone. It's you and me, we're a team."

"You and me."

"Now I need you to tell me what you wanna do baby." He said, his voice soft and sweet.

"I wanna be public, I'm not hiding."

"There's my girl. That's what we'll do then."

Neymar Pov

It hurt me to see her so stressed, so worried. But I would always make sure she was happy no matter what I needed to sacrifice: sleep, money, reputation. Anything. I wanted to take her mind off of it all, and over the years I had found quite a few places to do so. But Paris wasn't the place to be, she'd get to overstimulated.

I had just the idea.

"J, I wanna take you somewhere... to take a break from all this."

"Ney it's alright I-"

"Come on." I said lifting her out of bed.

"Alright alright!" She giggled.

We both pulled on sweats and a t-shirt and I grabbed her hand to go. She walked towards the front door, trying to co to my car but all I did was smile.

"I'm taking you on the jet, I don't like Paris right now."

"Neymar-"

"Mmm, you already agreed."

"Now come, my treat."

I walked her to the garage with all my other cars, my jets, motorcycles, and any other stupid shit I got when I was drunk.

"I haven't seen all this stuff in years."

"Really? Must've forgot, don't think I have either."

"How do you forget about stuff like this?"

"Material things don't make me feel anything, I forgot because of you."

Analis Pov

A: Boss I-

?: I've seen the news Analis, they don't even remember your name anymore.

A: I thought it would work, boss please-

?: Listen Analis, I'll give you one last chance. It's Dani Alves' birthday next week, I need you to cling onto one of his team mates and make your way to Neymar. And if you don't... you know the rest.

A: Alright, goodbye... Matt.

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light writing for tnght, hope yall enjoy this and love you all for the support. did you expect the secret identity of Analis' boss?

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