She's Mine | Camila Cabello and Neymar Jr

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"Are you gonna get anything for Neymar? You know, because it's his birthday tomorrow." Lauren asked me.

"I might. I might just get him a Real Madrid shirt and put 'Camila' with the number seven on the back. Similar to the Christmas present." I chuckled.

Neymar and I hadn't really spoken much for about a week. He was having a party for his birthday so obviously I would go, despite the fact that we aren't on the best of terms.

Lauren and I has spent the day clearing out the apartment and getting rid of some random mess that piled up over a few months. We went to the mall to go and find a nice dress for the party tomorrow. I had found this red one that was net on the top and came up to mid thigh. It was gorgeous and I couldn't wait to create a makeup look for it.

Once we arrived home, Lauren and I ordered a Chinese and we spent the evening together. This was one of the things I loved about living with my bestfriend.

"So, has Liam messaged you ever since we visited?" She asked.

"Um. No. Surprisingly. I guess I don't need to wait for him to text me. I'm over him, I've moved on and I'm happy now." I smiled.

"Ah. I guess. I suppose you can move onto Neymar now." Lauren winked at me.

"Laur... Just because I have a tiny crush on him doesn't mean that I want to be in a relationship with him. I haven't even developed proper feelings for him, I guess it's just the start of liking someone." I explained.

"Hmm, true. You wouldn't be able to stay mad at him for this long if you genuinely had strong feelings for him." She suggested.

"I'm not mad at him but yeah, I can see where you're coming from." I took a few more bites from my food before taking a sip from my drink.

"I just really want Neymar to admit he feels the same way." Lauren said, whilst clearing up.

"Unfortunately, that won't happen. Ever." I chuckled.

"You're so in denial! You're also really stubborn you know." Lauren said.

"How?" I exclaimed.

"You just are. You always have to be the last person to apologise or you always have to get the last word."

I laughed at her, "Oh well."

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Lauren and I had been at Neymar's party for quite some time and a lot of people I hardly knew, were also here. Majority of Neymar's friends were just getting wasted.

I was standing with Antonella and Shakira, while Lauren was getting some drinks for us.

Antonella was looking out at random people and was just judging them, it was quite funny though.

Shakira was also joining in every now and then.

To be quite honest, some people came here as if they were dressed up for a sleepover. Others would be the opposite and looked like they were going to attend a wedding.

Thankfully, I wasn't over or under dressed.

"Where's Neymar? I haven't seen him all night." Shakira searched through the sea of people.

"I don't really know, I went to put his present in the other room and he wasn't even there." I chirped in.

"I swear down, if he's making out with some random blonde bimbo then I'm going to smack him." Antonella remarked.

Shakira and I looked at her wide eyed.

"Well don't say you wouldn't." She defended and we murmured in agreement.