Neymar Jr. Imagines

The End

I forgot how it felt like to wake up to an empty bed with no one by your side. I missed being able to see Neymar's face first thing in the morning. I missed having my legs tangled in his and our arms wrapped around each other. But the thing I missed the most was being able to admire him in his sleep, listening to the little snores that escaped through his pink lips. Why did it have to end this way?

Two weeks ago Neymar was spotted getting close to another girl, at first I didn't believe it but then Rafinha called me and confirmed everything. He told me he was drunk and got close to a girl and kissed her, then later that night she almost got him to take her to his hotel, but Rafinha stopped him before he could do anything else. Once our call ended I broke down into tears, every moment I spent with Neymar, every kiss and "I love you" was for nothing. It all meant nothing because he decided to drink too much and cheat on me. Even though he didn't sleep with her, the fact that he was about to hurt me, and that he kissed her. He was willing to betray me and put his lips on another pair of lips that weren't mine, he was willing to end everything we ever had for another girl.

Later that day when Neymar came home I confronted him and he didn't say a word. He just looked at me with sorrow eyes and let me ramble on about how much of an asshole he was. He let me punch and slap him until both my hands were sore, and in the end he broke down into tears and begged for me not to leave. I've never seen him act like that, tears rolled from his eyes to the ground. I locked myself in our room and he stood on the other side of the door crying about how stupid he was and if I could forgive him one day. I left that night once I had the courage to open the door and walk past him with my suitcase and duffle bag. I told him I would get the rest later but he wouldn't let me go. Neymar kept jumping in front of me and holding me back from leaving. I knew the only way to get him to stop was to say I didn't love him anymore, and when those poisonous words left my mouth he stopped in his place and froze. Even I didn't believe the words which came out of my mouth. I knew that broke his heart completely because he just stood there and watched me walk right out the front door.

I haven't seen him since that day. His friends keep me updated on him and they tell me isn't well. That's why I decided that today I would meet with Neymar.

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I get up from bed and get ready by showering, brushing my teeth, and getting dressed. Inside I was scared to see Neymar again because of how things ended last time I saw him. And I was afraid I would want to get back with him, but I couldn't because I didn't have a trust bond with him anymore. That disappeared the second he decided to kiss that girl.

I get into my car and head to Neymar's house. My stomach twisted at the thought of Neymar. When I got to his driveway I parked my car and got out. I stood in front of his front door and quietly stood there. My finger hovered above the door bell but I couldn't being myself to press down on it. My eyes closed and I finally rung the doorbell. Immediately I wanted to run back to my car and never come here again but before I could make a decision the door flung open and Neymar's body appeared before me. Except he was different, he was skinnier and he had dark circles around his eyes. His face didn't have that big smile it always did whenever he saw me, instead his face was emotionless. This broke my heart, I wanted to hung him and tell him everything was going to be fine, but it wasn't.

He offered me to come in and I awkwardly stepped into the house. He shut the door and I stood behind him. He walked to the living room and sat on the couch. I sat down across from him and we looked at each other.

"Neymar", I manage to say.

I very much wanted to tell him how much I missed him but I couldn't.

"How are you", I ask politely instead.

"Fine, as you can see", he said sarcastically.

"But I mean men...", I say before getting cut off by Neymar.

"I miss you (y/n)", he suddenly said.

"I m-miss you too Ney", I stutter.

"Then let's get back together", he says with desperation.

"I can't trust you anymore", I mumble.

As painful as it was to say I'm front of him, I was finally happy we were getting somewhere.

"And I will spend the rest of my life trying to regain it", he cries.

"I don't know Neymar", I said looking down, "You hurt me badly".

"And I hate myself everyday for it", he says on the verge of tears.

"I wish we could be us again too, but you did this, you cheated on me Ney, how could you do that?", I cry as tears come bawling out of my eyes.

"I don't know what came over me. I don't know why I thought it was fine to hurt the person I love",
Neymar said then paused,"Do you still love me?", he asked while looking into my teary eyes.

"Of course I do, how can I not love you, no matter what I always will", I say putting my hand on Neymar's jaw. I quickly move my hand away.

"But we just won't work. A relationship is built on trust, and we don't have that", I mumble.

We both sat in silence. I got up and walked to Neymar who was still sitting on the couch. He stood up and faced me as I extend my arms out to hug him.

"Please, promise me you'll get better and take care of yourself", I whisper while we continue to hug.

He nods and his face scrunches up as he began to cry. I felt a tear roll down my cheek as well. Neymar looks at me with sad eyes then smashes his lips onto mine. Not even hesitating I kiss back and once we both ran out of breathe we stopped.

"I'm going to miss you", he sobbed.

"I'm going to miss you too Neymar", I reply before letting go of him.

I walk to the front door and he watched me walk out just like the night I left him. He made me so happy, being with him was the happiest days of my life. And I hope one day I'll look back at us and smile, remembering how beautiful we once were, and how we just weren't meant to be.