without you || n.j

Chapter Twenty Nine

3 weeks later

"Ney," I whispered, nudging him to get up to fend the little princess. It makes it much worst that he's a deep sleeping.

He had his back to me, almost falling off the bed. Last night we fell asleep snuggling, how we ended up like this I have no idea.

"Neymar." I said a little louder, he let out a soft snore and I pressed my lips to hold back my laughter. His snore was cute, he made a little buzzing sound after every breath of hair he breathes out.

Mariana's wails got louder as each second passes by. It was his turn to go give her, her bottle. But Neymar never seems to wake up.

I sat up and crawled over to him and touched his shoulders gently. "Neymar." He didn't respond, so I shook him a little harder. "Neymar!" Get up!"

Neymar groaned, turning his head to face me with his sleepy eyes. "What." His voice was horse from his deep sleep.

"It's your turn to go feed the little princess." I brought the baby monitor closer to his ears,
making him wince in pain.

He groaned, rubbing his fingers against his eyes exhaustingly.and looked at me with an exhausted look on his face. "Do I have too?"

I gave him a pointed look, "I did it all night, and yesterday. It's your turn."

Neymar sat up, grabbing a pillow with him. Then threw it at me. "I want to sleep."

I pointed to the door and pushed him away, "Hurry up before she cries her lungs out." That got him to quickly move out of the door and into the room next to us, where Mariana was.

"Hey my little princess, why are you crying so early in the morning." I heard from the baby monitor. I chuckled softly. It seemed like my choice to move in with him was the right choice. Everything seemed to be easier and Neymar is an unbelievable father. He cares for her as if she was a priceless artifact, which she is.

I looked at the digital clock that was on the bed stand. It was only eight thirty, but assuming after Mariana gets her bottle she won't fall asleep until noon and we won't be able to get in extra hours of sleep with her wide awake.

I got up from bed and walked towards the nursery. I gushed at the sight in front of me. He was intensely staring at her, making little faces when she would try to touch his stubble. This was a sight I would never get tired of seeing.

I fully stepped into the room, walking closer to the pair. "Hello my baby." I cooed.

"Hello to you too." Neymar joked, still holding the bottle to her tiny plump lips.

"Not you. What do you want for breakfast? I'm to lazy to cook this morning."

He laughed, and shifted Mariana so she was resting on his chest, preparing to burp her. "Let's go out to eat for breakfast today. We haven't done that in a while."

I shrugged, "Fine with me." I reached to grab Mariana out of his hold but he moved away.

"No, you turn around and get ready. You take for fucking ever." I glared at him for the language he used in front of our daughter.

"Opps." He grinned, clearly not caring about what he did. "Now hurry, I'm hungry."

I playfully rolled my eyes and gave Mariana one last kiss on her forehead before I went back into mine and Neymar's room to freshen up and prepare for going out.

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"I can't believe I let you out of the house wearing that." Neymar groaned trying to shield me, while pushing the pram.

I rolled my eyes, annoyed that Neymar was acting this way. I was just wearing a off the shoulder style dress and he's acting as if I wore my bra and panties in public. "Neymar stop it. This isn't primary school where showing your shoulders got you into trouble."

"But guys are staring at you in a way only I should be staring at you like." He wined, still trying to protect me from all the stares.

"Then show them that I'm yours." I smirked, leaning in closer. I stepped on my tiptoes, still smirking as I wrap my arms around his neck looking at him.

"And what do you have in mind?" He teasingly questioned.

"Maybe this?" I kiss him softly, but quickly making him pout a little.

He tilt his head. "Really."

I nodded, and grabbed the pram from him and started pushing my way towards the café leaving him behind. "Where do you think your going!"

He gently grabbed my waist from behind, stopping from going everywhere. "You're seriously gonna give me that weak ass kiss then leave."

I shrugged. "You don't deserve it."

Neymar groaned, "I can't believe you."

I shook my head, slightly laughing at his behavior. Gosh my boyfriend is such a child. Boyfriend, I could never get use to that word. Neymar da Silva Santos Júnior is my boyfriend. This airhead child football player is my boyfriend.

My heart skipped a beat every time I thought about it and just wanted to call Melissa to tell her about it but knowing how she feels about Neymar, I'd prefer not to.

We entered the café and was seated towards the back where we had somewhat privacy, but knowing how legendary Neymar is to the people of Barcelona it's nearly impossible.

I sat there scrolling through my phone, waiting for Neymar to come back with the food. Mariana was occupied with her giraffe and payed no attention to me.

I looked up trying to see if Neymar was done, until I saw someone I didn't want to see ever again. He was walking towards me and I felt myself unable to move. "Where is Neymar." I thought to myself.

"Nice to see you again, Cassandra." He smirked, pulling a chair from a different table and sat down next to me. I looked away trying to avoid his gaze.

"M-Micheal, w-what are you doing here."
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