- What are you doing? - Neymar, who was sitting next to me on the plane again, turned to me when he woke up. He fell asleep as soon as we started.
- I'm trying to write a song for April's wedding - I tapped my pen on a notebook of my songs with which I had almost always next to me. You never know when I'll get inspiration.
- And how is it going? - he wanted to look into the notebook, but I leaned back in time.
- Bad - I sighed. - It's not easy to write a song about perfect love just like that - I snapped my fingers.
- Look at me, it will inspire you right away - this his smile...
- If I wanted to write a song about stupidity, maybe I would use you - he scowled and theatrically turned the other way. - Why is it so difficult? - I looked up, hoping for a miracle from heaven.
- What is difficult in writing about love? - he's not mad anymore? That was quickly.
- She wants the most romantic song in the world about perfect love. The problem is that there is no such thing as perfect love. How am I supposed to write about something that does not occur in nature?
- You have never been in love? - he asked, looking at me closely.
- I have... I mean... What question is that? - I felt moved out of the rhythm.
- So you have or haven't? - he raised one eyebrow.
- It doesn't matter. There is no such thing as perfect love. At the beginning maybe it's cool, but in the end you get a knife in the back or worse in the heart.
- You say that because you didn't meet this one and only - he smiled slightly.
- And I won't meet him - I stared at the pages of my notebook.
- You don't know this. Maybe you've met him already, or maybe he's waiting for you somewhere - he got on my nerves.
- Since when are you a love expert? - I looked up from my notebook.
- I'm not, I'm just saying that love is beautiful - he grinned at me. Is he doing it on purpose?
- Bullshit, love only brings pain, nothing more - it raged inside me that I straightened up.
- You've come across bad people, that's why you think so - he moved to me a little closer.
- Even if, then what? - I shrugged my shoulders nervously. I've had enough of this conversation.
- Maybe someone should show you what true love is so you could change your mind - he suddenly found himself so close that I could feel his breath on my skin. He looked straight into my eyes with such warm look.
- It won't help - I pulled away after a moment, got up abruptly and went to the bathroom.
***
- Where are you going? - Neymar's eyes went after me while he was sitting on the couch as I was heading towards the corridor.
- I'm going shopping with Dani - I stopped to answer him.
- I could go with you - he leaned his chin against the back of the couch.
- Dani is a fashion expert and I haven't seen him for a long time - I couldn't look at his face of a sad puppy. - Oh he's here, see you later - I waved to him when I heard the car horn. - Hey Dani! - I got into the car.
