Chapter 8

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I woke up and felt happy as I remembered what happened last night. Jonathan asked me to start a serious relationship with him and we are now officially a new couple.

Of course I could not forget Neymar in a day and I still had feelings for him, but I lost some of my respect and hope. He was not the Neymar I knew, he changed and I was not in love with the person he was in the last week.

"Morning beautiful! I just arrived back in Villarreal. I got the green light to playJ" I read Jonathan's text that made me really happy. I was hoping he would get positive results at his medical check-up.

The next message I got was from Neymar. I did not answer him last night, I was too happy to deal with him.

"Please answer me; I need to talk to you."

As much as I hated him right now and I did not want to deal with him, I cared too much for him. Therefore, I called him to hear what he had to say.

"Hey," I said once I heard him pick up.

"Thank you for calling me (y/n). I need to talk to you, face to face."

"Why?"

"I want to apologize."

"You already texted me that."

"Please (y/n)..." he said annoyed by my attitude.

"Neymar, you hurt me. A lot."

"I know, and I want you to hear me out."

"Come to my place." I said giving up.

"Thank you, I'll be there soon."

I hung up and got under the shower. I was curious to hear what he had to say, if he ended his relationship with Sara after finding out the truth.

Just when I was dressed and finished with my morning ritual Neymar knocked on the door.

"Hey." He said and I let him inside.

"How... How are you?", he asked and sit on the sofa. It was so weird having him back at my place once again, and it was awkward just talking to each other.

"I'm good."

"Shouldn't you be at university?" he asked confused, and he was right. However, it's been already three days since I was avoiding going there because of what happened. Of course, he had no idea why this decision.

"Not today, the lessons were cancelled." I lied.

"Oh, okay. So listen, I am sorry for what happened. I had no idea you called me that night."

"So did she decline my call?" I asked confused.

"Yes, probably. If I knew you were upset I would be there in a second, believe me."

"But you weren't..."

"I had no idea that you called (y/n), she took my phone."

"Are you still with her?"

"I... I don't know"

"Are you being serious right now? After all of this?"

"She apologized, she said she was sorry."

"Yeah, and that changes everything. She feels sorry for lying that she took you home that night also?"

"About that night... What happened?"

I wish I could tell him what he was saying how he wanted me stay and sleep with him, but right now it wouldn't change anything anymore.

"Nothing, you puked and then went to sleep."

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