The Foreigner {Neymar fanfiction}

Chapter 11

I broke out into tears while letting my "Welcome home" poster fall to the floor and ran up the stairs to my old room. I shut the door behind me and let myself fall onto the bed and cried out loud. How could he do this to me? I know we haven't seen each other in a long time, but did he forget about his own words? Am I his "kind of perfect" like this? Hurt? Crying? Heartbroken?

A few seconds later someone knocked on the door. I shouted "keep out", but the person came in anyways. It was Neymar.
"Lu, I'm sorry", he said coming closer to me.
I didn't reply, not only because I wasn't able to talk because of my tears but also because I didn't want to talk to him. Does he really think he can say a simple "sorry" and everything will be fine again?
"Luciana", he mumbled and tried to stroke my back but I shoke my body so he could touch me. Then I moved up, my face and eyes probably red like a tomato, and placed myself in front of him. He seemed to be shocked about my face and and the look I gave him. Then I couldn't hold it all back anymore.
"First you tell me you fell for me, then you go to Barcelona and then you come back with another girl, pretending nothing has happened? You stopped texting me, you never called, you didn't do anything. And you come here and think a "sorry" can turn everything good again? You're still the same asshole you were when we first met"
I wanted to leave but Neymar held me tight and began to talk: "Luciana, I never forgot you or did whatever you think I d-"
"Oh, so you didn't hook up with that girl down there? Because that's pretty obvious"
"Just... shut up for a moment, okay? My life went on. Of course I missed you but I couldn't stand all that anymore. And since I couldn't change anything about the distance I just couldn't do anything different, I needed distraction"
"Seems to be some serious distraction", I whispered.
"You mean so much to me, but...", I looked up a little and saw a tear rolling down Neymar's face. Before he could see me looking at him I looked down again.
"But what?", I screamed into his face angrily.
"She is pregnant"

This was too much for me. Breaking out in tear again, my knees bent but Neymar saved me from falling to the floor. He pushed me backwards onto the bed and sat me down, then sitting down next to me. One of his hands held me tight onto his chest while the other one held my head, also pushing it to his chest. I cried so much although I actually didn't want to, not right here, not in his arms.
This girl was pregnant, she had Neymar's baby, his DNA, inside of her. He already has Davi and I knew how much it hurt him that he could barely be with him. This time he wouldn't leave his girlfriend and over all not his baby. It was over, forever.

I woke up to a knocking on the door. Slowly I opened my eyes and when I felt arms around my body I tried to stay as quiet as possible. It knocked again on the door. I knew it was Neymar laying behind me and if his girlfriend walked in now I would be guilty for taking the father away from his baby.
"Please wait for a moment, I'll be there in ten minutes", I shouted quietly trying not to wake up Neymar, but in that moment I could feel him moving behind me.
"Good morning", he muttered with his oh so sexy morning voice. I turned around to him and looked exactly into his gorgeous green eyes.
"Neymar... why are you here" I almost began to cry again.
"I couldn't just leave you here like this"
"But isn't that girl wondering where you're at all the time, I mean, you left her alone right after you came here", I wondered.
"I brought her to my room yesterday before I came here and when you fell asleep I called her telling her that I had to go to the hospital to let them check if my ankle injury from last month is completely healed. I told her I might visit my dad's house after that so I guess she thinks I slept there. Lu, to me she is just a girl. You are the one I really want, who I always secretly wanted. It feels so good to be this close to you, I've just realized how much I've missed you"
"Ney, please stop this. I love you so much but you have responsibility for your kid and also for that woman now... it's the best if we just don't see each other anymore, even if it hurts"

It was so hard to speak out these words to the person you love, knowing that nothing can ever be the same again.

"I don't want this to end, Luciana. I want you"