fireworks ↳ neymar jr

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Audrey takes her head off Neymar's shoulder, slowly. Time was passing and the two were feeling exhausted, even though they wanted the moment to last forever. Some things had to be let go off.

'Audrey,' Neymar whispered as their heads separated.

Audrey shifted her head around to feel Neymar's hand running through her hair, his other hand cupping her cheek. 

'Yes?' Her breath hitched at how close he was to her.

'I meant it earlier, even if I were drunk. I won't change what I said, I still love you, Audrey,' he says, softly, looking directly into her eyes.

Her eyes stayed on his and in discomfort, she looked down.

'Thank you,' she smiles and then looks back into his eyes.

He doesn't respond, the only thing running through him was patience. He didn't know why he was waiting but he did have a mere thought of it.

Why didn't she say it back?

Audrey felt more and more uncomfortable since she knew exactly what was running through his head, making her think quick.

'Wanna race back to the car? Whoever gets there first has a wish against the other. So, for example, If I win: my wish could be for you to buy me BVB merchandise and that would mean you'd have to buy it.'

Neymar raises an eyebrow, 'Seriously? BVB merchandise?' He questions with a look.

'Don't worry, that's not going to be my wish!' Audrey laughs and gets prepared for the jump and run.

'Okay, 3-2-1- go!' Neymar counts down as they compete against each other to get to the car.

Audrey felt every part of her body trying to outpace him. She knew she'd be able to it; despite having the thought that he was a sportsman. She wanted to win, more than ever and Neymar saw that in her face, some part of him was curious as to why. It was just a little game, after all.

He loved her and not thinking through it, he slowed down. He wanted her to win. He wanted her to be the happy one.

'Yes! I got here before you did! I beat you!' Audrey squealed in happiness, rubbing it in his face.

Neymar only smiled, just happy to see her smile, 'Congrats, what is your wish, then?'

'I'll save it for future references,' Audrey winked and then sat into the car.

Neymar just shook his head and sat down in the driver's seat, starting up the car. Little did he know how much this wish would cost him.

-

The night passed quickly and the sun rose which was terrifying for certain individuals, like Laura. She didn't want to face the day. Her head was sinking into her pillow as she groaned in annoyance when Audrey entered her room to open the curtains for her.

'Wake up, Laura!' Audrey shouted, picking a pillow and smacking her with it.

Laura's voice was muffled but was loud, 'No! go away.'

 Audrey sighed as she sat down on the bed.

'I've got you breakfast for the first time ever, so I'd take this for advantage.'

Laura lifts her head up and slowly shifts herself so that she was sitting up. Audrey watches her and feels sorry for her sister and right after, a rush of guilt trickles down into every part of her.

Her sister really loved Neymar and he didn't really feel the same way about her for quite some time. Even if it wasn't Audrey's fault; it made her want to slap herself many times.

'Laura, I love you! You know that, don't you?' Audrey asks, putting her hand over Laura's.

'I love you too,' Laura replies, 'By the way, you don't need to do all of this. I'll feel better over time. Ney will come back to me, for sure.'

Audrey just raises her brow, how was she so sure of that?

'Well, I don't need to go to work today if you don't want-'

'No! Go! I'll party it off- I mean, I'll find something!' Laura mentions, pushing Audrey off her bed.

Audrey raises her hands in the air in defense, 'Alright, alright! I'm leaving.'

Turning away as she walked to the door, her face showed an expression of which there was a look of disapproval. Laura was acting unusual, almost as if she was up to something. However, Audrey didn't mention it. She just walked out of the room and left the house, brushing Laura's behavior off her mind.

-

Meanwhile, Neymar walked into the café. He found his way to the counter, his fingers tapping on the surface as he waited patiently for someone to answer him.

'Can I have a coffee, please?' he asked, politely.

The girl smiled and nodded but she didn't actually start making it. Her face went bright red and she just dashed into the staff room, not to be seen for minutes. 

She came back, sooner or later, her face fresher than before. It was almost as if she just had a heart attack and had just survived it.

'Sorry about that- I'll make you that coffee, Neymar,' she stuttered, her voice shaky.

Neymar watched her carefully, smiling. This girl knew his name, it didn't surprise him of course. Pretty much everyone knew him.

It caught his eye that she was having a mini heart attack, probably because she had just met Neymar Junior.

'Are you a Barça fan?' Neymar asked as she handed the cup of coffee into his hands.

'Yes,' was all she could say.

'And who's your favorite player?' he questioned.

The girl couldn't believe it but she tried to play it cool. Obviously, having a heart attack in front of one of your inspirations wouldn't be the ideal move.

'Rafinha Alcantara.'

'Well,' Neymar said as he looked at her name tag, 'Lydia, here is his number and here's mine just in case he wonders who you are.'