Bitter

Chapter 6

Leah POV

"You can't be serious." I asked in confusion. He doesn't actually mean hey, let's go parasailing.

Parasailing is on the list of extreme sports I've wanted to do. However I ended that list a long time ago.

Neymar just grinned and looked at David and Sierra.

"What about parasailing at the beach?" He said.

They smiled and nodded. "Yes! That sounds awesome. Right Leah?" Sierra said looking it me.

"Yeah, princesa. You like doing stuff like that." David smiled at me.

"Is this something that you guys want to do?" I asked.

They nodded.

"Okay." I shrugged and let go of Neymar's very comforting hand. I headed for the passenger seat of Neymar's car. I opened the door as he unlocked it and sat down.

Soon enough we were on our way.

"So, are you excited?" He asked.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Sounds like it could be fun."

"Oh come on! That's so not the answer I was expecting from a extreme sportiest." He grinned as he drove.

"Well what do you want me to say?" I asked.

"What you feel. I can't tell you what you feel. Only you can tell me that." He said softly.

I looked at him for a second. It genuinely made me wonder how he could take normal conversations to deep ones in 0-60 seconds that quick.

I avoided the comment and looked forward.

"Oh so you're going to avoid it." I heard him say.

God why is he so persistent.

"That's because you're very repulsive." I heard again.

"What?"

"You just said 'why is he so persisten-"

"I said that out loud." I rolled my eyes. "I am not repulsive."

"Yes you are." He said.

"No I am not." I rolled my eyes again.

"What do you feel, Leah?" He asked teasingly.

"Annoyed." I huffed.

"Repulsive nature." He teased again.

I just decided to ignore him after that. He kept trying to make conversation but I decided to continue ignoring him.

If he thinks I'm repulsive, then repulsive he will get.

For the rest of the drive we were engaged in a pregnant silence. He would, from time to time, say something but I didn't say anything back.

After about an hour Neymar parked the car. I was quick to reach to open my door but Neymar looked it.

"Funny. Open the locks." I said annoyed while looking away from him.

"Not until you talk to me." I heard him say.

"I am talking to you. Now open the door." I pressed.

"Look at me Leah." He sighed.

I rolled my eyes and sighed. I turned to look at him. My green eyes matching with his hazel greens. He had really pretty eyes.

"I'm sorry." He started to pout.

A ghost smile played on my lips. This grown man in front of me was pouting like a three year old. It was adorable yet so extra.