Stella POV
I successfully completed all my exams this semester, even though Neymar had been a big distracting, I blocked him out of my memory completely.
I walk into Starbucks and stand in the line, i tapped my foot impatiently as the girl in front of me was ordering. Suddenly, I got the distinct feeling that I was being watched. I looked around, but there was no one behind me, everyone else was sitting and drinking coffee, talking amongst each other I looked back in front of me and continued to stand in line. But the feeling had settled now. Self-consciously, I fiddled with a strand of my long brown hair and looked back again, once again nothing was behind me
"Stop being paranoid," I chastised myself under my breath.
"Yeah, paranoia is a sign of insanity," a deep voice chuckled from nearby.
I slightly jumped and looked up to see a tall man in a black sweater, behind the counter. I moved my gaze to his face and my train of thought abruptly stopped in its tracks as my eyes met a pair of familiar green eyes, I blinked in shock not being able to break eye contact.
"Lucas?" I ask, taking a step towards the counter, he smiles knowingly and I shake my head in disbelief.
"What can I get you Stella?" He asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Okay, hold on." I say shaking my head "I thought you moved to Canada?"
He chuckles, and slightly looks around the room. "I came back, I was actually hoping you would come in here today."
"H-how did you know I came here?" I asked, nor really wanting to know the answer to the question.
"Excuse me are you going to order or what?" a women from behind me snapped "your holding up the line."
I apologetically smile, and look at Lucas who seemed incredibly irritated that the women interrupted. "I'll have a medium mocha" I told him.
"Sure, take a seat." He mumbled, his eyes still on the women behind me.
I do as he says and find an empty table for two, I sit there staring at the coffee table. The last time I saw Lucas we had a huge argument and we didn't end the situation in a good manner.
The last memory I had of him was him saying that I wasn't good enough to please him, I bit my lip and shook my head as I remembered How little he made me feel, and how hard it was to be his girlfriend.
my phone vibrated making my head shoot up, I look at the caller I.D and roll my eyes to see Neymar pop up on the screen, I answered it.
"Hello?" I say pressing the phone to my ear, my eyes darting over to Lucas who was taking someone else's order.
"I need you to come to your dorm room right now" he says in a serious voice.
"You want me to do what?" I pressed the phone tightly on my ear, convinced that it was a bad connections
Neymar and I weren't on good terms at the moment and for him to be barking orders made my temperature boil.
"Please, I need you." He practically whispered over the phone, I close my eyes and hang up on him.
"Hey, I get off work in five" Lucas says placing my coffee on the table "I was hoping we could catch up, I really need to talk to you."
I stand up and grab my bag "I have to go, I'm really sorry Lucas but this is important."
I could see his face fall, but I didn't care he and I were never going to get back together. Not after what he did to me.
Neymar POV
After twenty minutes of a panicked stroll in front of Stella's dorm room , my pace finally began to slow, either from exhaustion or my nerves settling, i wasn't sure which. I pulled my phone from my pocket and stared at the screen. It was a selfie of Stella .
"This better be good"
I turned sound and saw Stella staring at me, I nearly gasped out loud but I didn't, I smile at her but soon my smile fades as she didn't return the favour.
"Hey"
"Hey, really ?" Stella says in disbelief "After everything that's happened between us all you have to say is Hey?"
"Stella-"
"No, I will not be the girl who gets treated like shit with every guy she falls for." She said shaking her head in disapproval
"Just let me explain, seriously!" I shout, I didn't mean to snap at her but she just wasn't listening.
"This conversation is over," Stella said firmly, unlocking her dorm room and walking in, she closed the door but I quickly put my foot in and it stopped before it closed in my face.
"You came straight away when I called you. That means you want to hear what I have to say." I state the obvious, Stella glares at my shoe and then back up at me.
"Ney, I'm not in the mood to have an argument with you right now."
"Good, because I didn't come here to argue. I came here to give you these." I handed her the roses I had that were behind my back, she grabbed them for a second,.
"No" she says simply pushing the flowers on my chest.
"I can't stop thinking about you, I broke the contract and fired my manager yesterday. The fake girlfriend is gone- Courtney is gone." I say staring at her.
she opened the door slightly wider and I stood up straight the roses still pressed on my chest, my heart was beating faster then usual, ove never been so terrified of losing someone.
"I don't care about fame or any of that because there's no way I'm going to let you slip away from me, not after I just got you. I need you, No i want you in my life because I love you."
"I love you too, honestly I do." Stella whispers "I just don't get why your always acting shady, I don't like secrets, I will be with you for as long as you want me to, but I need to know there's nothing more you are hiding from me.
I nodded with a smile, Stella held my hand and slightly dragged me in her dorm room which, she put her arms around my shoulders and kissed my neck, I closed my eyes, putting my hands on the side of her waist and pushing a slightly confused Stella of me.
"I'm Married" the moment those words escape my mouth I knew that there was no going back.
