Sports Love (A Neymar Jr Fanfic)

Chapter 43

Chapter 43

I woke up to a hangover, I swear I feel like my head is being run over and over and over again. But, it's actually better than how I drink back in Los Angeles. Let's just say I needed a kidney transplant. To me hangovers are nothing. I felt myself naked, I looked around and noticed I was in Neymar's room. Oh yeaa! That's right, we did it.

Neymar walked in wearing just sweats. He was holding a coffee mug, I giggled looking at him.

"You remember what happens last night, right? If you don't then it's just awkward." Neymar asked, laughing a little. I giggled even more nodding my head. I sat up holding the blanket close to my chest.

"I remember, clear and well." I answered, smiling at him. I guess I'm not a virgin anymore.

"Yea, we umm..-"

"We... Uhh.. Yea.."

We both stuttered, not saying the word. Neymar scratched the back of his head, that's when my phone rung. Thank God, it was getting awkward. It was Crystal.

"Hey!" I answered, looking down at the blanket.

"Hey, where are you? You're not in your suite." Crystal asked, I stuttered and smirked a little.

"Umm.. I'm in the hotel, just not in my suite.."

I smiled looking at Neymar, he walked over to the bed and sat down.

"Then where are-"

"Hey, I gotta go. Sorry, Byye!"

I quickly hung up. Neymar planted his lips on mine. He leaned in closer making me move back. I ended up laying down with him on top again.

"Are you horny?" I asked, giggling at his reaction.

"No! Not anymore after last night." Neymar answered as he winked at me.

"Are you sure? You seem like it."

"That's your choice if you want me to be horny."

I bit my bottom lip staring into his eyes.

"Weeeell.." I sung, giggling a little. Neymar laughed and started kissing me again.

"I'm gonna shower." I said, pushing Neymar to the side.

"No you won't, you're naked. You won't get out of bed."

Neymar smirked, I looked at the floor seeing our clothes still there.

"Yea, and there's also, panties, shorts, and a bandeau on the floor. I think I'll be covered enough to walk across." I said, getting up and slipping my clothes on. Neymar wrapped his arm around my waist, I pecked his lips and walked out the door.

I see Crystal in my suite as I walked in.

"Hey." I greeted, giving her a smile. Crystal gave me a puzzled look. I smirked.

"Whoa.. You didn't.."

I smiled nodding my head at her.

"But I did."

"What? But, you were always the pure one! Now you're dirty." Crystal said, giving me a wink. I rolled my eyes and walked into the bathroom.

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I saw it was going to be cloudy and cold today. So I'm not gonna wear any crop tops. I got out of the shower and dried myself off.

I wore: my black v neck shirt, my black leggings, my black wide waist belt, and my black leather hooded bomber jacket. I slipped on my black leather over knee high heel boots.

I don't like cold weathers, so I always dress dark. I dried my hair well enough to make it stop dripping. I did my natural makeup routine and walked out seeing Crystal on the couch. I crossed my arms leaning against the door frame.

"So, you and Neymar, made love? Like actually did it? You guys are dating so you.. Made love."

Crystal sleeps with guys for fun, that's why she called me pure because I never slept with guys.

"Basically." I answered, giving her a serious look.

Neymar walked in covering his eyes.

"Any naked girl warnings?" Neymar asked trying to find his way through. I laughed rolling my eyes.

"Nope, you're safe."

Neymar uncovered his eyes, observing me from head to toe. He walked over to me and kissed my cheek, he wrapped his arm around my waist.

"So, what are you girls talking about?" Neymar asked, looking at me and then at Crystal.

"Crystal was just pointing out that we made love, not sex." I answered, winking at Crystal. I looked up at Neymar and he looked down at me.

"Yea, it was love."

"Ok! So plan of the day! What are we doing?" Crystal asked, breaking the moment. I walked over to the table where my phone was and checked my messages.

"Umm, I don't know." I answered, scrolling through my missed phone calls. That's new, Uncle Marcie called me 45 times last night. I called him back.

"Hello?" Uncle Marcie answered.

"Hey, what's up? You called me 45 times last night."

"Oh.. It was nothing important." Uncle Marcie lied, I looked over to Crystal.

She mouthed the words "what's wrong?"

I put the phone against my chest.

"He's lying about something." I whispered.

"Who?" Crystal whispered back, I mouthed the name "Uncle Marcie" but she didn't get who it was. I tried whispering his name, but she couldn't hear me. I rolled my eyes.

"Uncle Marcie!" I scream-whispered.

"What?" I heard Uncle Marcie say through the other line. I jumped and put the phone back to my ear.

"What? Oh, nothing. Just testing the sound, yeap it works." I lied, giving Crystal a glare. She held her hands up in surrender. "So what were you saying?"

"Hey, I have to go. Sorry Cat, bye."

I hung up the phone. What the hell was that about?

"What was he lying about?" Crystal asked, looking at me.

"I don't know, but I'm gonna find out."

I thought about who Uncle Marcie talks to a lot. But that was an obvious answer, Felipão.

"Felipão." I mumbled, looking at my phone.

"What about Felipão?" Neymar asked, walking over to me.

"Nothing! So about what we're gonna do today."