without you || n.j

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter fifteen
(please not that this book is a work of fiction, so that means the matches will be false scores and when there played is also false. Not continue on to the actual story, also if you have an idea for the plot of this story feel free to message me, since I am getting a bit blank headed)

My steps start to slow down as soon as I heard my name. Trying to avoid him is becoming such a hard task. Will it be considered rude if I pretended I didn't hear him and continued walking?

I mentally shook my head. He'll start following me. I embraced myself for his questionings.

I turned around. "Hey... Sergio.. What are you doing here?"

I wanted to slap myself in the face. He's in the match,why else would he be in the tunnels for. Maybe if I act this clueless he'll call off the date.

"I'm in the game." He laughed, and pointed to his jersey.

"Right..." I'm such an awkward person.

"Is this your daughter?" He asked pointing his finger at Mariana.

I nodded. "She's adorable isn't she."

Maybe now he'll call off the date now that he knows I'm a mum. That's when I realized that I'm trying way to hard to get this date called off.

Sergio nodded in agreement. "She's beautiful, just like her mother."

I could feel my face start to heat up, but thank the gods I didn't have time to reply, since one of his teammates yelled out his name.

He yelled back. "I'm sorry.. I need to go.. But I'll see you later."

He waved and ran off. I thought back at when Sergio called me beautiful, well somehow relating my daughter in the same sentence as well. A grin starting coming onto my face when I realized that when Sergio said Mariana was beautiful, he technically called Neymar beautiful too. OTP right there.

I could sense a presence, but that didn't stop me from having a huge grin on my face.

"You look like you just planned a mass murder."

I whipped around and faced Neymar. "Don't say that!"

He shrugged,"What's with the grin anyways?"

I couldn't tell him the actual truth, unless I wanted to set off a bomb and it's probably humorous to me and not to him. But then again, I laugh at everything I see, even if it's a weird shaped fruit.

"I was thinking of a funny meme I saw earlier." I half lied, I did see a really funny meme earlier which is part of the truth.

Neymar looked at me weirdly and grabbed Mariana out of my arms. "I think Mummy is a bit crazy."

I swatted him upside the head. "Stop telling my daughter lies."

Neymar pretend his clench his head in pain. "You're gonna be in so much trouble for injuring one of the tonight's star player."

I scoffed, "That was nothing. You got a thick head."

He started laughing. I couldn't help but join him. There was just something in his laugh that made you want to laugh with him. I wished I had that talent. Whenever I start laughing, instead of others laughing with me, they slowly back away and pretend they don't know me.

Is my laugh that bad?

Our laughter soon after came to an end, and we got serious again, and to be honest, I was pretty disappointed.