Chapter 4

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Shock hits you first, then worry, then hurt. "Other girls" replays in your mind, and the smirk on number 11 confirms the thoughts playing in your head. "Goodnight Rafinha" you say and walk briskly towards the school. (Y/N), wait!" You hear him call out. But you've heard enough, so you keep walking faster knowing he's had his fun, and will probably be laughing with Neymar about it now. You feel a strong but gentle hand pull you to stop. "What the hell Rafinha? Let me go!" You yell, yanking your hand away from his lies. But you know you have no right to be angry. You're just friends right? What should it matter to you if he goes out with that bleached blonde and meets other girls and gets wasted? It's not like you were going to date. Right? The look on his face is of pure apology and sorrow, " hey I'm sorry" he mumbles. "He had no right to say that" Rafinha exhales. "We were just getting to be good friends, don't let him ruin that" he says staring at his shoes. After awhile you realize he's right. Nobody is going to scare you off, you saw something good in Rafinha and besides, you are always up for a good challenge. Especially if it means putting f boys in their place. "Take me to where you were going with Neymar" you say grinning. Rafinha looks up, clearly surprised. "That would be Neymars house" he says cautiously. "Let's go then" you say, and bravely take his hand in yours. He shakes his head and chuckles, " Neymar's going to love this" he says leading you to the party.

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