"Neymar! Wake up we're gonna be late."
"Ughhh, no."
"Neymar!"
"Mmm."
"Get uppppp!"
"Baby, it doesn't matter how late we are. Dani won't care... anddd I'm literally Neymar Jr soooooo..."
"Neymar, get out of the bed right now."
"Or else what?"
"Or else I will get a hotel and leave you here alone in this house for a week."
He sprung up and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"You wouldn't..."
"I would." I slyly whispered to him.
"Now, get dressed and go spend half an hour on your hair."
"I have to make sure it looks good babe."
"Uh huh." I said rolling my eyes.
"It's for all my other ladies."
"Then maybe I'll wear a high slit for all my other men..."
"Well your main man wouldn't mind it either." He whispered into my ear.
"Go do your hair homem pequeno. (little man)"
"You know what isn't little?"
"Get outta here!" I said blushing.
He walked to his closet and pulled out a longsleeve black dress shirt, black jeans, a black snapback, and black 4's.
"Hm?" He looked at me in question.
"Funeral?" I said laughing.
"The vision will come together my love."
"It always does." I said as he took his shirt off and I laid down.
I watched as he undressed and put on his clothes, finishing off with some earrings and other jewelry.
"Now how does it look?"
"Well, since you're you, you look good in basically anything. I'd say this is wayyyy better than basically anything."
"How much wayyyyy better are we talking?"
"Like I could take all of that off of you right now."
"Who's stopping you?"
"My urge to be on time."
"You know what you should do?"
"No, what should I do babe?"
"Let me pick your outfit."
"Why not."
"Wait really?!"
"Sure go for it."
He ran over to the closet and picked out a tight black dress with a high slit, smirking at the sight of it.
"Noooooo."
"Yesssss." He said with a cheeky grin.
"Put it onnnnn." He sang.
"Alright alright." I put on the dress and looked at him with a questioning look.
"How do I look?" I asked with a nervous smile.
"God you're beautiful." He said.
"Really? Does it look that good?"
"It looks great...you should let me pick your outfits more often."
"Maybe I will, butttt you have all that jewelry on and all I have is a dress. Work your magic."
He walked over to the dresser and found silver jewelry to match his own.
"Hm, you don't have to much jewelry... you should wear some of mine. I'll buy you more tomorrow anyways."
He found a necklace and put it on me, his hands giving me butterflies. Then he gave me some of his earrings to wear.
"Like it?"
"I should let you pick my outfits more!"
"I'm a fashonista." He said smiling.
"You better be with all that time you spend in the bathroom."
"It's all in the hair baby."
"Hm, c'mon we should get going."
"Here wear these." He said handing me my favorite pair of heels.
"Your favorites." He said, his voice growing softer.
"How did you know?"
"Well, the night I met you, you were wearing these. And the first party I brought you to, and... the gala."
"The gala..."
"That was a hell of a night."
"It was great wasn't it?" I said blushing.
I put on the heels and we headed out to the party.
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Reaaaaalllly quick part today but I kinda forget and its 12am. Plus I wanna wake up early tmrw sooooo this will have to do. Juicy part tmrw I promise.
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RomanceJayla just wanted to do her job as a hiring agent and live life, until a famous ex of hers is reintroduced to her life. Will his poisonous words coax her back into there lost love? Or was he really in the past?
