Dreaming Of You (Neymar Jr fanfiction) COMPLETED

Chapter 38

Zayn's POV

She just dumped me? Just like that? What a bitch. Anyway, its her loss not mine.

Me and Izabel walked out of that club and grabbed a cab going to her house.

I think you know where it is going.

Neymar's POV

We walked out of club and started walking, God knows where. Amanda is still holding my hand, and it felt right.

She noticed she is holding it and she pulled away immediately and i frowned.

We are just walking silenty and it felt really awkward for me. I guess i'll start the conversation.

"so uhm...how are you? i mean, before this happened" i asked nervously

"i was great. Really really great. But some things just pissed me off. How about you?" she said and looked at me with a faint smile

"i was feeling shitty. Ever since we broke up" i whispered. I hope she heard

"oh. But how are you? like right now? Your girlfriend just cheated on you" she said and chuckled nervously

"i could careless if she dies. I am just dating her for publicity" i said and she sighed as if she's relieved or something.

“hah! I knew it. To be honest she’s too old for you” she laughed. Oh how I missed that laugh.

“no shit babe” I said and regretted calling her ‘babe’, because she looked at me with shock. Few seconds later, she smiled.

We are silent for a while because I kept on smiling like a maniac. I’m just so happy to see her and talk to her.

“why are you smiling like that?” she asked and laughed

“nothing. Just glad we had the chance to talk. Alone” I said looking at her

“…after we broke up.” I added

“me too. It feels like we’ve been apart for so long and missed a lot of things about each other” she smiled, looking down

“yeah. And your song is great!” I told her, trying to bring ‘us’ as a topic.

“aha thanks. I was inspired writing that song” she said, rubbing her arms. Its too cold and she is wearing a dress.

I stopped walking and pulled her against my body, and rubbed my hands on her arms to keep her warm. Im not wearing coat, im wearing a vest and that won’t help to keep her warm.

She looked at me in the eyes and I did the same.

It feels like this is the first time we met.

Amanda’s POV

I started feeling cold and Neymar noticed. He stopped walking and pulled me into his chest and rubbed my arms. So sweet. Just like the old Neymar.

I looked at him in the eyes and he did the same. Everything felt right. The way he is holding me and the way we looked at each other.

I studied his eyes and it sparkled. It took us forever to look at each others eyes. And I realize that my love for him is stronger that it was. I still love him.