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By the third week since the two had met, they had moved on to texting rather than sending each other messages on instagram. Neymar thought about telling her the truth several times, but every time he tried he ended up cowering out of it. How could he tell her he wasn't the one she was looking at in his pictures?
That Saturday was the team dinner where everyone would take their friends and families.
But he had no one to accompany him. His family had stayed behind in Brazil and the only friends he had in Barcelona were already invited because they were on the team.
He had almost considered not going to the party when Jonathan texted him. 'ready for the party tonight? :D'
'nah, i think i wont go, man.' Neymar responded to the text in Spanish.
'why? :/'
'one: its a family dinner. two: i don't have family to go with me. three: i dont want to be a loner really.'
'well you can hang with me and my brother gio. he's the only family member i have here since he lives close by in valencia.'
'hm...'
'no te hagas del rogar, ney -_-' (translation: don't make me beg, ney.)
'fine, i'll go.'
'great :D Geri says Shakira has some hot cousins he wants us to meet ;D'
'that gerard and his shakira :p hahah.'
'u dont like waka waka? ;D'
'no i do, but he just talks about her all the time. it needs to stop. she gives him too much waka waka. hah.'
'or maybe u need a girl.'
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He hadn't really been convinced he wanted to go. To him, a nice night consisted of sitting around in his house talking to April with no distractions from his mates. He feared he was slowly turning into a couch potato.
Walking into his bedroom from out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.
He sat on the edge of his bed and grabbed his phone which was within his reach. Pressing the home button, a smile spread across his lips when he saw he had a text from April.
'anything planned tonight?' She texted, ' i was hoping we could watch a movie together? (:'
'i wish i could, meu amor.' He responded, 'but i told my friend i was going with him to the team dinner. i'll call and say i can't go.'
'no! D: go to your dinner.'
'april i want to talk with you, i see my mates every day. :p'
'i dont want you to leave your friends hanging.'
'if you dont wanna talk you can just say so :/'
'thats not it, lucas ): i just dont want to be the one to disconnect you from your real life. so go to the dinner, for me? :* and if you get bored just text me :D'
'expect a text from me soon then :p'
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