The soccer player (Neymar Fanfiction)

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Neymar's POV

I sat at home on my bed in so much pain. My knee felt like it was about to fall of because of the pain. I slowly place the ice pack back on and the pain shots up.
"Damn it pique." I say and lay completely down on my bed.
I wish Jessica didn't fall asleep, I wish I could talk to her all of her flight until she gets to her hotel in America. I pick up my phone and scroll down my Instagram. Nothing really was going on, I just wanted Jessica back home.
I look at my knee as it turns a dark purple color. I sigh and try to stand up. The pain flys though my leg as I stand completely up.
It will go away in three days. Well, I hope so.

I slowly walk into the kitchen and open the refrigerator. I take out out a water and slowly close the door. The pain shots up as I take a step. Ugh, I hate life right now. I sit on the sofa and lay my leg across the sofa. I put the water on the table and close my eyes.
Jessica, she's halfway to America by now. I really didn't want her to go but hey, if she makes it she's gonna live a dream of hers and we can practice everyday together. So there is a good side towards this but also a down side. She has to go to America a lot to play games and practice with the team. I open my eyes and look out the window. I rub my eyes and look back out.
I don't know what I'm seeing but there's someone on my balcony, and I swear it looks just like Jessica. I close my eyes and open them again and the person was gone.
Okay, lately I've been seeing Jessica. Like I'm sure I'm not going insane, not now at least.

But Brazil for the World Cup. Dang, I've never thought I would be playing for my home country in my home country for the greatest games ever. All the streets I played on I have to take Jessica to. I'll show her where I grew up and how it started my football career. I smile at the thoughts of all my old friends when I was a child. Even if I did have some hard times, it was so worth it.

Lionel's POV

I sit at the end of my bed and stare at the wall. My hands were shaking wildly, and my face had sweat falling down one by one.
I'm stressing out because of Jessica. She's gone. She might not come back. She's all of the family I have left.
What if the plane crashes? What if she is kidnapped and killed?
I gulp at my thoughts and quickly stand up. I run to the phone and dial numbers.
"Hello?"
"Hey! Um, how's your knee?"
"It hurts." Neymar says and I roll my eyes.
"Um, can I come over? I have something's to ask you."
"Sure, I guess."
He hangs up and I grab my keys and walk out side.

"So, your telling me Jessica might not come back?" Neymar asks and I nod.
"Dude, are you feeling well? You don't look well."
"I'm f-fine." I mumble. Neymar looks at me and shakes his head. "She's going to be fine. Trust me, I'm worried about her too."
I stare at the floor and look back up at Neymar.
"I don't know. I have a feeling something's going to happen to her."
"She's fine. Your just worried. Calm down." Neymar says and I shake my head.
"No, no." I shake my head. "No." I stand up and keep shaking my head. Neymar's eyes goes wide and he stands up. He puts one of his hands on my shoulder. "You need to sit."
I don't know what's going on with me. A panic attack? No. I don't know. I run my hand though my hair.
"Breathe, Lionel you need to breathe."
I slowly inhale and exhale.
"I'm scared for her. She's gonna hate it at first but she's gonna get use to it. She won't wanna leave." I say and Neymar closes his eyes.
"I don't want her to stay either. But she wants to play the game she always grew up with. My parents did the same thing when I had to leave Brazil. But she wants to do this, give her a chance. Trust me, I didn't want her to leave."
I nod and sit back down. I sigh and nod.
"Yeah." I pause. "She really wanted to play." Neymar sits down and lays his leg across the sofa.
"Do you need anything for that knee? It looks like it's getting worst."
"No I'm fine. It will be better tomorrow."
I nod. "Hey, thanks but I'm gonna go. I need some rest." I shake Neymar's hand.
"Aye! Don't worry!" Neymar yells as I walk out the door.
Ha, don't worry. Not gonna happen but I'll try.

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Songs of this chapter:
Red lighter-soMo
I will always love you-Whitney Houston
If I lose myself-One republic
Heart vacancy-The wanted

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