I woke up and my head was throbbing and my throat was painfully dry. I rubbed the sleep away from my eyes and the drool off my chin before lifting my head off the pillow which was still heavy with alcahol.
I noticed a bottle of water on the bed side table so I picked it up and downed the warm water. Once I had re gained some energy I followed the smell of fres pancakes into the kitchen
Neymar's POV.
It had been a whole month since I had spoken or should I say texted Sage. Was it possible to miss her although I had never met her? Well I did. Even if it is impossible. I couldn't help but feel empty without her.
I decided to go over to Rafaella's house since I know she had just went to the Kanye concert with Sage. I was hoping she could tell me how she was without making it too obvious that I cared.
Rafaella handed me a plate of pancakes so I covered them with nutella and a hanfull of fresh strawberries.
"You didn't have to do all this?" I said with full mouth
"It's not everyday my brother visists me for no reason"
She jumped up on the counter next to me with her plate of pancakes.
"How was the concert? I saw it all over your snap chat"
"So if you saw it, why are you asking?" She looked at me confused
"I'm just asking a question. Shit"
"I'm joking" she said, pushing me with her shoulders "It was amazing"
"Yeah? Who did you go with?"
"My friend Sage. You don't know her but she's a huge Kanye fan too"
I took in a deep breath before asking "Is she ok?"
"...Urr- she's fine." Rafaella began "Are you ok?"
No
"I'm good"
I heard the sound of footsteps getting louder and louder meaning someone was approaching us.
I jumped off the counter "Have you got a boy here?" I said sternly
"Relax. It's proberbly just Romeo or one of the girls waking up"
One of the girls? I thought to myself. Could it possibly be Sage? Had she'd stayed the night? Could I possibly about to come face to face to her right now?
My heart began racing and my my cheeks immediately flaired up.
"Hey Ney" Romeo said, turning the corner
"Hey" I replied, trying not to sound too dissapointed.
I jumped back up onto the counter and returned to my plate of pancakes.
"OK. Who drew a penis on my forehead?!" A female voice spoke. I lifted my head up from my food and a smile was immediately brought to my face.
