They Don't Know About Us (Neymar)

Chapter 17: Waking Up With Amnesia

"Pssst" I whispered trying to wake Neymar.

He looked so young and peaceful in his sleep.

He let out a soft moan and turned to face me, still not opening his eyes.

"Neymar" I tried again.

Still nothing.

"Ney, you have to get up. You're ganna be late for training" I said, softly kissing him on his lips.

He smiled and opened his eyes.

"You should come live with me so I can wake up like that every morning" he said, his voice still thick with sleep, making me blush.

"Get up!" I said kissing him again.

"Aren't you suppose to be at school?"

"Thiago called the principle and said I'm only coming back next week" I explained.

"Hmm, must be nice having a star football player for a big brother" he smiled.

"It has its perks. Now get up!" I said again.

"Where's Thiago?"

"He's getting ready for training already"

"Why don't you come home with me and I'll take you to training with me?" he suggested.

"Okay, just lemme get ready, okay?"

I got up, showered and changed into my skinnies, my Barça football jersey that said Messi at the back and my red Toms.

Neymar and I drove to his house so he could get showered and change into his kit.

When we arrived at training, they did their regular routine and practice was over soon.

The rest of the team was still having a conversation, when Neymar came to me and told me to come with him to the locker room.

We went into the training building and when we got into the locker room, Neymar immediately pulled me closer and his lips crashed on to mine. We were interrupted when we heard a female voice.

"What the fuck is going on here?"she asked.

I wonder who she was.

"Bruna?" Neymar asked.

I'm guessing this was the hoe none of Neymar's female fans liked.

"Oh, you still remember my name?" she said sarcastically.

"I wasn't expecting you today" Neymar said.

"I can see that, since you're here with her!" she said frowning at me with a disgusted look on her face.

Okay...

I needed to get out of there before I punched that bitch.

"I'll give you guys a minute" I said rolling my eyes as I headed for the door.

As I walked past Bruna, trying to avoid eye contact, I felt her pull on my hair.

"You're not going anywhere!" she demanded.

Oh shit.

"What the fuck! Listen, if you're wondering if this is my real hair, it is. You could've just asked. I don't wear extensions like some people" I said trying to get her mad, which made Neymar chuckle and it probably meant that she did wear extensions. Just as I expected.

"Fucking hoe!" she screamed at me.

Without thinking, my right hand moved to her face and I slapped her. Hard.