When love comes to an end

Chapter 1

I woke up and immediately, just like I always do, looked up on my socials. I scrolled on Facebook and then looked on Instagram. Neymar posted a new photo of his two dogs; they were the cutes fluffy pets I ever saw.

I liked the photo, and then walked to get a nice shower. It was Saturday so no university for me. I had plans. I had to meet with my friend to finish a project and then Neymar promised me to go get lunch together.

Was he my boyfriend? Of course not. He was just an amazing friend that I loved for the past ten years. Why didn't I tell him? Because I saw the difference when he was with me or when he was talking to other girls. To him I was like a little sister.

After finishing my breakfast, I got dressed and walked to the library where me and my friend Nicki met. It was my first year in Barcelona. I got a scholarship in the university in Barcelona, so I decided to continue studying here. I was happy that I could be next to Neymar now that he was playing for Barcelona FC.

During the first months, he helped me out with everything, even though his Spanish was much worse than mine was. That's probably because I took some lesions in the last year of high school. As much as I want to help him, he does not let me do it. He hates when I'm better at something, but I found it funny and make fun of him.

Many people who know me by Neymar's snapchat or just some Instagram photos think that I am using him, but little do they know that I was his best friend when he was just starting to play for Santos. However that's the reason I do not get offended by comments like that, but I do have some bad days when I see people hating on my body.

Neymar knows that and always tries to compliment me because of that, which I found cute. Maybe it's not good for me to, because it all gets in my head and I start overthinking about his words.

I decided to immediately find myself a little apartment, because I did not want to use Neymar even though he insisted for three months before I got on a plane to live in Spain. I got myself a small place, but it's not anywhere near Neymar's house, because he lives away from traffic and also in an expensive area.

Once I was finally at the library, I noticed Nicki already on her laptop and drinking her coffee.

"Hey, you're early." I said as I sit next to her.

"Yeah, I was sleeping at my boyfriend's place and he had to leave early so I came here and started doing some of the work."

"Oh I see, is it a lot to finish?"

"No, I think we just have to summary these four pages and we are done."

"Great, let's get on it then." I smiled and started helping her with our project.

After around two hour of work we were finally done.

"Hey umm listen (y/n). I know this might sound rude, but... Are you a friend of Neymar?"

"Why would this be rude Nicki?" I laughed, "Yes I am, why?"

"Would you manage to get me a signed jersey of Neymar? My boyfriend is a big fan and I wanted to give him this as a birthday present next week." She was so shy and afraid I might get mad.

"I'll try; I mean I think there won't be any problems for him to just sign a jersey."

"Here I already bought it; I just need a sign if it's possible." She got everything ready already.

"Oh. Okay." I smiled, and she was being cute trying to get her boy a special gift.

Then she talked to me something more about this gift and her boyfriend until she got stopped by a phone call I got.