Chapter 13
I woke up at 9:10am. Wow.. That's new.. I got up and made my way to the bathroom.
Last night was fun.
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I slowly reached for his lips, as soon as I thought I was close enough I made a run for it. I ran for the door. Neymar being the typical fast runner caught up to me. As soon as I opened the door he pushed it back closed making a loud slam. I slowly slid down against the door.
"Neymarrr!" I whined, I have no idea what he had planned for me. I curled up into a ball, Neymar bent down making me look at him.
"Is this washable?" He asked, I smiled and nodded. "It better be."
Neymar walked to the bathroom to wash off the marker. Thank god.
"I'm gonna go to bed!" I announced and walked in Neymar's room.
"In Neymar's room?" Hulk asked, I shrugged.
"Why not? We're already here.."
I collected the markers and set them on the bedside table. I jumped in Neymar's bed and put the blanket over me. Hulk jumped in after me and laid down beside me. Then Jo, after Marcelo, next Fernandinho, then Oscar, and finally Dani.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep that fast. I was that tired.
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How did I end up at my suite? I heard someone turn on the water in my kitchen. I slowly walked out of the bathroom. Neymar walks out of the kitchen eating a sandwich. My heart raced, he scared the hell out of me. He slowly chewed noticing I wasn't in my bed, he looked around and finally found me.
"I see you got the marker off your face." I laughed a little observing his face. Neymar just stared at me. "Awe.. Come on.. You can't be mad.. It was just for fun.. Plus, it was payback for posting a pic of me."
I walked closer to Neymar, he just stared at me. No response.
"You have something.. On your face.." Neymar finally said, wait.. What?
"What? Where?" I asked, touching my face everywhere.
"Here.."
Neymar squished his sandwich against my face getting mustard all over.
"NEYMAR!" I yelled, giving him a glare.
"What? You're going to take a shower anyways!"
I walked away back to the bathroom.
"Can I take a shower with-"
"No you can not."
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I got out of the shower and quickly changed into my clothes.
I wore: yellow skinny jeans, a black bandeau, a "I Love Brazil" loose crop top, and my pastel green laced flats.
I didn't bother to wear my Brazil team sweater because I only wore it to practice. Neymar walked in my suite covering his eyes.
"Any naked Cat caution?" Neymar asked finding his way to my bed slowly. But failed, he bumped into the door, I crossed my arms giggling. Next Neymar bumps into a table tipping over all the papers. I laughed harder.
"You can open your eyes.." I laughed, Neymar glared.
"How long were you dressed?"
I smirked and walked over to him. I looked up pretending I was thinking about an answer.
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