The soccer player (Neymar Fanfiction)

Chapter 54

Chapter 54

Jessica's POV

The stadium was sold out, the place was crazy. I really didn't want to go, since Neymar was still hurt, but he could walk by himself. I just didn't feel like he was since when he walked, pain in his eyes told me he needed to stay sitting down.
Lionel told me I had "special seats" but like really, I'm not special. The seats were front row, yeah, special. I sit in my seat as the game starts and I felt like Lionel was still nervous, he was shaking on the ride here said one of his team mates. I see him and he looked fine, but that's the problem. He wasn't fine.
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Neymar's POV

"Come on Lionel." I say and throw se popcorn at the tv and sigh. What's wrong with him? He isn't playing like he usually does, I guess Jessica was right. He did have a nervous break down.
"Are you still sure you don't wanna to the the finals with me?" Jessica texted me. "It's gonna be fun! I'm meeting shakira and pique there."
"I rather not go." I text back and set my phone down and watch the game. I sigh and lay down on the sofa, I wanted to leave Brazil. First time I've ever said that, but I'm ready to go back to Spain. I'm ready to play again and settle back down there.
Yes, I want our child to go up in Brazil, I would just want him or her to live in Spain but play in Brazil. I don't know, I just want Jessica to be happy, but she wouldn't want to leave Lionel, since he means everything to her.
My phone buzzes and I sigh and grab it to see Marcelo calling.
"Hey man." I say.
"Dude, you seriously need to come to practice. The team is all jacked up."
"What do you mean?"
"Oscar keeps blaming himself, David Luiz says he let the nation down, Julio is a wreck, he can't stop the slowest ball. We need you."
"I'll come, just tell them they did good."
"They won't listen, no one is talking to each other. You need to come now!" He says and hangs up.
I look at the game and shake my head and quickly grab my keys.
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"I tried my best, I really did. Their good thou." Oscar says and shakes his head. "I tried."
"Oscar, we all know you did you best. Stop blaming yourself, at least you scored."
"That's only one! One goal! I couldn't get six more! No, if you were there then we would have won!" Oscar stands up and leaves the room, slamming the door in anger as he left. I look at the ground and nod.
"He's right. I wasn't there. But I'm here now."
"Too late for that." Hulk says and leans on the wall. "Days late."
"Sorry I got hurt." I say and narrow my eyes at hulk and he laughs.
"Now your being treated like a baby by your girlfriend." He laughs and I shake my head.
"Come on Neymar. You could have played." Jo said and I shake my head.
"Really? I could have played? I was almost paralyzed?! What don't you guys understand." I say and coach scolari stands up and pats me on the back.
"Their just upset." He says and I nod. "Their just speaking their minds."
"I shouldn't have come."
"No, no! Their actually talking which is a first since they saw you leaving the field." I run my hand though my hair and nod.
"Yeah." Is all I could say. I felt really bad. We done so good this year as a team, and this is what we get? The team is falling apart.
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Jessica's POV

"Lionel." I say and bang on the bathroom door. "Are you okay?"
"I've been in here for an hour, do you think I am?" He says and I roll my eyes.
"Could you tell me why your in there?"
"No."
"Well then." I say and walk off. I sit on the bed and the door handle slowly starts to twist. Really, now you come out. Lionel makes his way out and makes no eye contact with me and he walks onto his balcony.
"Lionel." I say and walk outside with him. He leaned over the railing and was just smiling.
"Don't you think rio is amazing. The people, food, other things." He says and looks at me. I slowly give him a nod. He looks back over the rail and sighs.
"It's been a rough day."
"You just make it to the finals! Shouldn't you be partying or at least be happy!" I say and he shakes his head.
"I saw the Germany and Brazil game. Their good, their line ups is very impressive."
"Lionel." I whine like a little kid and he laughs.
"I'm not saying were gonna lose, we are just gonna have a rough time."
"You guys are gonna win. Just go and get some sleep. I'm heading back to Neymar's." I say and he looks at me.
"Please don't."
"Why not?"
"Because, you've been at his house lately. And you haven't spent time with me."
"Lionel, he's my boyfriend."
"I'm your brother." His words hit me and my eyes widen at him. He shakes his head and walks back inside.
I hate to admit, but he was right. I was spending a lot of time with Neymar than Lionel. But Neymar is hurt right now, Lionel isn't.
I sigh and walk inside.
"I really don't want Neymar raising your child."
"Lionel are you drunk or something?" I say and he shakes his head.
"I'm sorry but I really don't. I don't think Neymar is the right fit to help you raise this child."
"You don't know that! He might be the greatest father ever. Why are you now telling me this?" I ask and he had no emotion on his face.
"I don't trust him now."
"Why?" He shakes his head and I narrow my eyes at him.
"You don't know anything about Neymar as much as I do. He's everything to me and we have agreed to raise this child together, even if we break up." I say. My voice raised a little and Lionel shakes his head.
"There's a lot to Neymar that you don't know." Lionel says and walks out bald onto the balcony. My jaw drops and I leave the hotel room.
Why is Lionel telling me this now? Out of all days, he chose this day. And I know Neymar, Neymar isn't that hard to find out secrets about him. He just tells you.
I walk down the crowded streets, and I had a hard time walking.
"GERMANY!!!" One man screams and I shake my head and keep walking. The streets weren't full of just any people, Argentina and Germany football fans. I keep my head low and make my way around the people singing and dancing.
I finally reach Neymar's house and I knock on the door.
The door opens and Neymar stood there smiling.
"Look who's home."
"I'm not in the mood." I say and walk past him.
"Damn. Okay then." He said as I sat on the sofa. I roll my eyes and pull a pillow to my chest.
"What's wrong?" He ask and plays with my hair. I tell him about what happened between me and Lionel and Neymar didn't say anything.
"He doesn't want you to raise our child." I cried and Neymar's hand pulls my chin up. He smiles and gave me a small kiss.
"I'll be there. Don't worry, I will be there with our child." I bite my lip and turn my face away from him. I look down at the ground and let out a small laugh.
"I don't know what's wrong with Lionel lately, I guess he's just worried. I would understand if he told me he was, he isn't saying anything positive to me." I say and stand up. "I-I'll be back." I say and walk to the bathroom. I close and lock the door and start crying.
I don't understand Lionel, he's my brother and he should always be worried for me. But right now, he's not helping me at all.
My stomach turns and I bend over the toilet.
"Jessica." Neymar says and knocks on the door. "You okay."
I pull my hair back and cough. "Yup, I'm fine." I say and lean my back on the wall.
"I'll go get you some things." He says and I hear his foot steps walk away. My head pounded and I slowly made my way out of the bathroom.
"Holy shi-" Neymar doesn't finish his two words, he stands there and looks me up and down. "Are you dead?"
I let out a weak laugh and Neymar places his hand on my forehead. "Damn." He said and takes me into his room. "I'll be back." He said and walks off. I slowly slip under the covers and sigh. I really wish I was sick, I didn't want to know this is what it's gonna feel like when I'm carrying the baby. Because this sucks right now.
"Here." Neymar places a cold washcloth on my forehead and I smile. "And just in case you, vomit again." He places a bowl on the night stand and I nod.
"Thank you."
"Anything else?"
"Water?" I ask and he walks off.

Neymar POV

I don't know why Jessica just all of sudden didn't feel well. She was perfectly fine when I opened the door for her, well, actually she looked a little pale but that's usual. I walk into the room and she was bent over the bed with the bowl in her hand. I close my eyes and try not to smell, but it was a little late for that.
"Here you go." I hand her the water after she was done, throwing her lunch up.
"Thank you." She says and takes a sip of the water. I slowly get into bed next to her.
"Aren't you going to get sick?"
"Um, no. Well, maybe but I don't care and I don't think your sick." Her body stiffens and she pulls her hair behind her ear.
"Yeah, I guess."
"Now, you need some sleep." I say and turn the light off, and bringing her closer to me.
"I love you." I whisper in her ear and she let's out a small giggle. I close my eyes and Jessica slowly moves and she just let out all of her dinner.
Ew gross, but I guess I'm gonna have to get use to it.

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Songs for this chapter
Therapy: All time low (The Babes)
Find your love: Drake (YASS)
Promise: Romeo santos/Usher

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