Broken Without You

Borro cassette

The song for this chapter is:

"Borro Cassette"- maluma

He was wearing a tuxedo with a red bowtie, no doubt with the initials N.J. on them. His eyes searched and stopped only when they met yours. They shifted to your hand on Rafinha's which you were still holding from the dance. You let go, and turned to Rafinha, "I should go say hi" you smiled apologetically.

"I'll see you later" He grabbed his crutches and watched as you walked towards Neymar.

***Rafinha's POV

I could understand why she loved him so much. He had always been the star of the show, number 10 for more than one reason. I didn't expect to win her over again. I didn't want to.

It was true, she had been my true love, the first girl who had ever fought for me, cried with me, and loved me like no other. But her light was always too much to save for myself. It wasn't a small light that she held either. She carried a fire within her that attracted many, my brother included. The thing about me was that I minimized that fire, I had weakened her with my emotional turmoil, given her only problems and little happiness. When she was with me, she was content, I know that for sure. I protected her and made her smile. But that was not what I wanted for her. I wanted her to have the type of fire that would drive her to make a diffrence, to save many lives as a medic, and that passionate fire could only be found in Neymar Jr.

*****End of Rafinha's POV

"You look beautiful" Neymar appreciated. "Almost as good as me" he joked, lacing his fingers around yours, holding your hand in his. You turned to smile at the flashing cameras, aware of the stares that came with being one of the most famous footballer's date. 

"Nah, we don't stand a chance compared to Rafinha" you teased him. "Or Ed" you nodded towards the handsome figure chatting with Avery.

"He looks quite dashing in his tuxedo" Neymar agreed. "But I am here with you, so who is the real winner?" he grinned.

You smiled at the cameras for a few more seconds and led him towards the bride.

"Hey guys!! Glad you could make it" Avery smiled, hugging you both.

"your brother should be back soon he went to grab my bouquet I think I left it on a bench somewhere and all the ladies are wanting me to throw it already" she giggled.

neymar nodded, "i am growing impatient myself"

"You guys should go dance! Before we start playing country" she joked.
"Get a good spot, me and thiago have a surprise for everyone." She winked.

"i was just going to show (y/n) some of my many dance moves" neymar smiled evily.

"How about we eat some of the desserts? Look avery got sees chocolates!" you attempted to stop neymar from heading towards the Spanish music.

"no gracias, I want to dance" he pulled your hand.
You finally reached the crowd, where a man was introducing the performance of the night.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tenemos para ustedes, MALUMAAA"

The crowd cheered as maluma ran onstage. He waved at everyone, and grabbed the microphone. ready to perform.

"Ayer me besaste y no podias parar" Neymar sang to you, swaying his hips to Maluma.

you blushed a deep red, laughing at his sexual moves.
" y me bailaste hasta el amanecer, cuando desperte yo te quise llamar, y ahora me dice que borro cassette" he sang dancing and moving his body to the rthym.

You danced with him, matching his steps  with yours, laughing at his singing which was very off-tune but still very nice coming off his lips.

"Pretty Boy! Dirty Boy!" the crowd chanted, as he sang louder.

Somewhere in the middle Thiago and Rafinha were pushed into the small circle, each dancing and singing their own parts.

" ella con cualquiera no se besa, quiero que sepa que me interese y no hay un dia que no pare de pensar en su belleza" rafinha sang in his rough voice.

"Tomate un trago"  thiago sang to a confused avery. she smiled and laughed dancing with him too.

" dice que no me conoce"
rafinha sang struggling on his crutches, holding your shoulder to keep steady.

" y ahora me dice que borro cassette" you sang to him.

neymar sang the loudest and when it wasn't enough he started crowd-surfing!

"Y tu mami como dices que no te acuerdas, como mi cuerpo te calienta, ven dimelo en la cara y no mientas, dejemos de jugar" he sang to his adoring crowd, pointing to you when maluma said mami.

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After a few fizzy drinks Neymar's eyes seemed a lot more green than they had a couple of hours ago.

The red wine he had in his glass contrasted harshly with the clear scotch in yours.

"Evil meets Good" he whispered in your ear.

You reached over to adjust his bow when his hand caught yours, pulling you close.

You watched his lips get closer and closer, only focusing on your rapid breathing. It was impossible not to fall back into old habits. His lips were one. Your fingers grasped his curls, the music fading away. His lips pressed softly against yours. There was no past, present, or future when it came to you and neymar. There was only you and him. What you were feeling, the way he felt when he was around you. He made you feel alive.
" i love you" you caught yourself saying.
"você é meu amor , você me manter sã , eu estou quebrado sem você, you are my love, you keep me sane, I am broken without you." He said softly.
"Your tattoo," you gasped.
"Still here" he patted his shoulder.
Suddenly Avery rushed over. "Guys! Im throwing my bouquet and we're doing pictures after" she pulled you from Ney's arms.
He groaned.
"You love pictures!" You exclaimed.
"I love you more," he winked.
"3...2.....1... " the ladies chanted as avery threw the white roses. The flew in the air, you exclaimed as you were shoved, and even more shocked when you saw that you had caught the bouquet!!!
Everyone cheered as neymar ran and kissed you, in front of everyone!!
" i guess you're gonna have to get used to my singing" he chuckled.
Wrapping your arms around his neck, you sighed contentedly.