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Neymar was back at the Girl Boss headquarters.
And just like the first time, he was able to enter without any problem.
His family had left earlier on, and on his way home, he decided to stop here.
Okay, that was an absolute lie. He had planned to stop here yesterday when Cassie left his apartment without trying to talk to him at all.
He needed to see her. And yes, she was living next door, but for some reasons, knocking at her door seemed like a bad idea. Maybe she was so mad that she wouldn't open the door and he just couldn't take the risk.
Just like the first time, he decided to take the stairs--the elevator was still a pretty bad idea. However, he didn't expect to see someone there.
Even less someone that he knew.
"Neymar?" said Mélissa, frowning. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I came here to see Cassie," he said simply, and she shook her head.
"No. You need to leave," she said before starting to walk up the stairs.
"I really need to talk to her."
Mélissa sighed and turned around to look at him.
"Really? Suddenly, like that? You can't do that. She's doing fine without you."
"I want to apologize, okay?"
"Look, Neymar. She is hurt. And she doesn't want to see you right now, at all."
"You don't know that. I just need to apology to fix the situation."
Mélissa laughed.
"Thinking that you just have to say 'sorry' is called being naive, Neymar. You had no right to kiss her God knows how many times and then to be disrespectful like that."
"I know. I was just angry and--"
"That's not a valid reason. I don't want to see her in that state anymore so please just leave."
"In that state? What state?"
Mélissa sighed, annoyed.
"Sad. Crying. Saying 'it's okay' all the time when it's clearly not. I'm not even supposed to tell you all that," she shook her head.
To say that Neymar felt guilty in that moment is an understatement. Crying? Not being okay? And just because of him?
Rafa told you, you were a jerk. She was right, and it took you long enough to realize it.
"Do you know the guy she was with?" Neymar suddenly asked, and Mélissa frowned. "She told me his name but I was too pissed to remember it."
"I know who it was," Mélissa smiled in a mocking way. "And of course I know him."
Is that a bad or a good thing? I mean, if the best friend knows the guy...
"Romain. Our best friend since we were something like six."
Neymar stared at her. Their best friend?
"Cassie never mentioned him," he said, surprised.
"You've known her for a week, Neymar, you both can't pretend to know everything about each other. Especially you about Cassie."
Neymar bit his lip. Mélissa was kind of right. Cassie knew everything about his family and friends, but he couldn't say the same about her. She did mention that she was visiting her aunt, but that's it. She never mentioned Mélissa, he probably wouldn't know about her existence if she hasn't run on them that day when they met.
"She talked about Romain in her article about family. You should read it."
Neymar nodded.
"Sure. I will," he said, "I really need to read all her articles," he mumbled for himself, and Mélissa smiled.
"Yeah, that's the least you can do. I'm mad at you but I also ship you two, it's pretty complicated."
"Look, I know I fucked things up. But I really like her and I'll find a way to be forgiven."
"Good luck with that," Mélissa raised an eyebrow, "she's really hurt, you know."
"Are you on my side now?" He smiled, and she laughed.
"Nope. Let's say that I'm neutral."
"Thank you, Liss. I mean it. I gotta go."
"I thought you were here to see Cass."
"Me saying 'sorry' isn't going to change anything," he shrugged, almost quoting her words, and she smiled. "I'm going to plan something better."
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"Heyy girl!" Mélissa smiled at Cassie, and the latter frowned.
"You okay?"
"Yeahh, why?"
"You're just being weird."
"I am always weird, Cass."
"True," Cassie shrugged, "what are you doing here?"
"Nothing. Just wanted to know how you're doing. How are you doing? You know that I love you, right?"
"What's your fucking problem? Go to work, Liss. Asap."
"Oookay," Mélissa pouted, looking really disappointed, and started to walk to the elevator.
"She's hiding something from me," Cassie mumbled.
And something big, according to the way she acts.
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