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valentina's pov

'you're really going to paris huh.' says alejandro as we stand at the airport.

'yes, what's wrong?' i ask as he doesn't look at me.

'it just seems weird how you will drop everything to see a guy who just messaged you on instagram. who you haven't met might i add, while you had a perfectly good guy here in italy.' says alejandro shrugging.

'you're still going on about paulo.' i say rolling my eyes.

'i don't know tina, he just seemed such a nice guy who really liked you.' he says looking at me.

'oh well sometimes people don't realise what they've missed until they're gone.' he says.

'ugh not you too.' i say groaning.

'i'm just saying.'

'i better get going, i'll be back in three days.' i say giving him a quick hug.

'alright have fun.' he says with a small smile before i walk away through the terminal.

|x|

as i walk towards the exit after arriving at the Charles de gaulle airport in paris. i look at my phone, about to send a message to neymar until i notice a man standing there with a paper with my name on it.

'um bonjour, i'm valentina franco .' i say awkwardly.

'ah hello miss franco! welcome to paris, neymar is waiting for you at his household, he asked me to come and get you so he didn't cause a fuss at the airport.' says the man smiling.

'well thank you, i'm sorry what's your name?'

'just call me lucas miss franco, may i take your bag?'

'oh no thank you but i've got it. and please call me tina, i'm not into the fancy lifestyle.' i say laughing.

'very well, right this way « tina ».' he says as we walk outside to a black mercedes. he opens the door for me, i thank him and sit in the back.

a few moments later, the car has started and he's driving off from the airport.

paulo's pov

valentinafranco : bonjour paris x

i scoff at the photo. she really went to paris to meet a guy she had messaged a few times.

sure he isn't some normal guy, he's neymar. with his good looks, that charming smile and his talent. i couldn't compete with that. and on top of that he's worth a fucking fortune thanks to his move from barcelona.

i knew tina had a small crush on neymar but i didn't think anything of it, i have a crush on rihanna but there's no chance i'm just going to fly to new york and be with her.

i go onto tina's account and unfollow her then i go into my contacts and delete her number. i know it's immature but it's best for the both of us.

it's been a week since my disastrous date with her, i'm no longer angry with her, i'm just confused.

i thought about maybe giving her some time then recontacting her but now that i know she's in paris, my chances have completely disappeared. i look at from my plate, my house is so quiet cold and empty. tina's presence brought so much joy and light to my house. there was always some type of noise, from the stereo, the television or just simply her talking.

'i need to get a cat.' i say to myself out loud, my phone vibrates next to me.

alejandro : hey man, are you doing okay?

me : i couldn't get any worse

i've started becoming quite good friends with alejandro, tina's best friend. he hasn't told tina that we talk, of course.

alejandro: i know how hard this must be for you man, i wish i could have done more to stop this but i honestly didn't know this would happen

me: it's honestly fine, stop blaming yourself. it's all my fault, i've just got to get over her that's all

alejandro: please paulo, don't give up. i know it may seem like it's over but believe me i know there's still a chance

me : I know you're only saying that to make me feel better but honestly alejandro, i'm fine

alejandro: i spoke to her about you at the airport

i decide to stop texting alejandro and just call him.

'wait what?' i say.

'i tried changing her mind, i did my best. i think she did think about it a little bit even if she didn't react much.'

'what did you say alejandro?' i ask taking a sip from my beer.

'i just said how she's flying to paris just to meet this guy who messaged her on instagram when she had this amazing guy in italy.' he says making me smile a little.

'i know this may seem silly now but when she spoke about you on skype or on the phone, she was always smiling.' he says making me smile even more.

'i know you may have given up now but give her a little time, she'll come through and realise what she's missed.' he says.

'thanks alejandro, it means a lot that you're helping me.' i say.

'no problem, you're just a nice guy and i want the best for both of you. i can't stand neymar.' he says making me laugh.

'alright thanks for the help alejandro but i better get going.'

'alright, goodbye paulo.'

'bye.' i say before hanging up.

the fact tina smiled when she spoke about me makes me believe i definitely had a chance. i just need a plan to show her what she is missing or i need neymar to fuck up completely.

and i have the perfect idea, i go onto my phone and type in bruna marquezine on instagram.

shitty part but oh paulo what are you up to?

grab your popcorn people because drama is about to start