Age is just a number

Three

-/-/-/-/-//-/ Neymar's Prove-/-/-/-/--

"Your Virginity? With a girl of your many talents and fame i would think that you lost it a long time ago." I say extremely surprised. She smiles but turns serious again. She gets up and puts on a shirt and some of my boxers. She takes her dress and heels and her clutch and walks over to the door. "We need to talk but after I change and take a bath. If you need my number i put it on ur phone. I have to go." She exits.

"¡Que Merda!" I scream into my pillow. What have I done! She is going to hate me more than before. I was aware of what I was doing but if I tell her that it will make it even worse. I Knew...I Knew....I Knew what I was doing, I just didn't want to stop it.

I turn on the TV and watch the news. "James Rodriguez has said that he will not be playing today due to injury. People are freaking out. What could have happened? He was fine at the Empieza Party. Although the paparazzi has photos of Neymar Jr punching James after he sees him with Lara. Is someone jealous? We do not know if the pictures are true but if it is Neymar is under a ton of trouble." Says the BBC news reporter. Ahhh great! They have the photos.

"Here just in that James sent a tweet saying: I guess Neymar is jealou that I can get a girl and he can not. The pictures are true. Neymar has serious problems and I will meet him in court to deal with him. "

"You know what that means, James is going to sue Neymar. To be fair I will not trust what James says until we hear Lara's side of the story, she is the one that knows what happened." States the male reporter. JESUS! I am getting sued. Lara better tell the truth or else I am in danger.

I have to call her. I take my phone. It's 10:40, so i still have until 3:00 for practice before the game. I have to talk with Lara before the practice because the press is going to be there. They will be asking about James and they already said that Lara was the only one they would believe.

I text her:

N: did u hear the news?

L:the one about James?

N: yes. I am worried about being sued.

L:You should of thought about that before you punched him. You could have simply pulled him off me and be done with it.

N: Seriously! Last night you couldn't stop thanking me for doing that, plus you were screaming for help, what was i suppose to do?

L: IDK! Maybe you should have thought before you acted!

N: Maybe if you would have not been with him all night we wouldn't be in this mess.

L: We! If they sue you they are just going to take money. You are going to take my life. Thanks to you I might end up pregnant and my athletic carrier would have to stop. I am going to have to change my life !

N: I used a condom.

L: you did?

N: yes, I was not going to tell you unless you asked.

L: Sorry I should have asked before freaking out on you.

N: It's fine just please help me.

L: I wish I could but ....

N: But what?

L: I can't help you, sorry

N: why? Please !

L: can't got to go bye.

N: Lara ? Please...

She didn't answer. I get up put on some pants and a shirt and head to her room. I knock on the door and no one opens. I look through the eye whole. The room has her stuff all over the place. The bathroom door is open. There is no one there.

I go back to my room and start punching things. I punch a vase and my hand starts to bleed. I wrap it around a towel.

I look at my self in the mirror. My eyes are red, my shirt has is ripped ,my pants have blood, and my hand is bleeding. I am a mess. How could someone do all this to me. How could she! She is who made me like this. I am never like this. The thing is that it's it just here it's the paparazzi, it's James and the fans. It's everyone !

-/-/-/ Lara's prove-/-/-

I am on my to a Corte Ingles to meet with Toni,Thiago ,and Leo. I am planing on telling them, but at the same time am not because Leo would want to kill him and for some reason i don't want him to. I actually do feel bad for Neymar but I can not help him. If I do then people will think I am a troublemaker and not want me for their talk shows , activities and advertisements. I can not let that happen.

Once there my guards lead me to the cafeteria where They are already there. I take a deep breath and walk in. Leo hugs me so does Toni. Thiago kisses my cheek and hugs me.

"¿Te gusto la fiesta?" Toni asks. "Si,pero estaba muy nerviosa de que habia hablado mal." She chuckles and says"Que va hacer, tu hableste genial. El Rey estaba muy contento con lo que dijiste." I smile and look at the menu. "¿Ya ordenaron?" Leo shakes his head. He is awfully quiet. He is also very serious.

"Papa puedo ir a ver los jugetes. " Thiago asks. He nods. "¿Lara, ahora que Thiago se fue te puedo preguntar de lo que paso anoche?" I nod. That's why he is quiet. "Es verdad que Neymar le metio un puño a James. " i nod. Man is god trying to make me tell them. "Por que?"

"Por que, yo necesitaba ayuda. "

"¡Que te hico James!"

" Nada... Pues.... Queria besarme y quitarme la ropa."

"¡Que!" Leo and Toni said at the same time.

"Si pues, yo estaba gritando por ayuda y Neymar me ayudo. "

"Did he hit u?"Toni asked

"Y...es." I answer

"And after that did Neymar take you back to his room?"

"Yes...."god he is going to ask. Help me please.

"¿ Tuvieron sexo verdad?"Leo asked

I nod looking away.

"It's your first time."Toni says.

I nod once again.

"Wow Neymar was right."Toni says making me turn back to face them.

"He told you...?"

"Si nos dijo todo pero te hice decirnos para ver si era verdad."

"¿Estas enojado?" I ask Leo.

"Sí pero no contigo, con James."

"¿Y de lo de Neymar y yo?"

"Tampoco. Ya era tiempo. " I laugh and eat my breakfast.

-/-/-/Neymar's prove/-/-/-

Everyone is talking about last night. My fans are saying that they believe I am innocent. That is lie, I did punch him. I think he did the wrong thing suing me because he is not innocent either, he slapped Lara, and almost raped her in the parking lot.

its 2:45, I have to get ready. Maybe Lara will let me talk to her during practice.

-/-/-------------/-/-

5 minutes until the game and Lara has not showed up. She is the captain. She has to. She wasn't even at practice. Where could she be. She won't answer any messages. Ugh she is really difficult.

2 minutes and still no sign of her. We are forced to walk out and start lining up to enter. 1 minute. Ugh... She is not coming and it's my fault. We start walking. Game On.