When love comes to an end

Chapter 3

I woke up the next day, I had to go to university but I firstly decided to go get myself some coffee to the cafeteria next to my house. I was walking around when I got a text from an unknown number.

"Hey (y/n), it's Jonathan. Rafinha was so kind to give me your number, so you probably already know why I'm texting you. I would be really happy if you would go out with me?"

I totally forgot I promised Rafinha to go out with his friend. I never went out on a date, so it was kind of stressing me out to think about it. I was not good talking with people I barely know. However, this was a good opportunity to start a new life and move on.

"Hey! Yeah, I'll go." Such an annoying answer, I was already sucking at it.

"Great, are you free tonight at 8pm?"

Oh god, tonight. This was not what I expected. I needed time to think this trough, I had to prepare myself mentally, get a nice shower and also my hair looked like shit. I had no excuse tho.

"Yeah sure."

"Good, I'll come pick you up at 8pm then. Have a good day (y/n)!"

I decided not to answer, but I had no idea how he knew where I lived...right, Rafinha.

Once I was finally in class, I noticed Nicki, she seemed upset, but I could feel she was not in the mood to talk with anyone. She was sitting at her place staring out of the window. And I was pretty sure she did notice me walk in.

I thought something might happened with her boyfriend, she said his birthday is this week, but I was not sure which day. I hoped it wasn't something bad, she seemed to really love him.

However, I had other stuff to think about already. Neymar did not call me in two days, so I decided to do so the second we finished our classes.

"Ney?" I said while walking home from university, at this time he was done with his training, I knew his schedule better than he did.

"Oh hey (y/n), how are you?" he answered.

"I'm good, where have you been?"

"I was home; you were the one who disappeared."

"I was not sure if I can call or if Sara was around." I said getting jealousy take over me.

"Even if she is, you can call me anytime pequenina." It made me feel so much better to hear this.

"What are you going to do now? Wanna hang out?"

"Umm I was just going to see Sara now..." and baam!

"Oh okay."

"We'll meet tomorrow okay?" he sounded like he did not really feel sure about that.

"Yeah yeah...okay." I said annoyed.

"C'mon (y/n) we're still trying to get to know each other better."

"Yeah I get it, it's good. Listen I'm home now so, we'll talk tomorrow." I said and hung up annoyed, because I knew we would not see each other for the next few days.

It was already 3pm so I decided to make myself pasta and then get ready for my first date. The one I hoped Neymar would take me to one day.

I got under the shower, shaved my legs, dried my hair and then put on some make-up. I had one more hour so I was trying every little thing I had in my wardrobe. Somehow, even my favorite dress was not what I wanted.

However, at the end I decided to wear a nice dress my mother got me before I traveled to Spain. It was a short dress, nothing expensive.

Once I was done, I decided to just sit on the sofa and wait for a ring from Jonathan. I was never so nervous as I was during this waiting. I was thinking of every worse scenario possible until finally I heard my phone.