The Footballer's Girlfriend (Neymar Jr)

Thirteen

Six o'clock.

I wake up at six o'clock for some reason. I check my phone and look at the text Kaya sent me and burst out in tears.

Kaya is pregnant again. 

I quickly phone her. 

"Scout, what are you doing up at this time?" She asks, sounding very surprised.

"Shut up Kaya, you're pregnant. Are you okay? What's Marc doing? Do you wan't me to come back?" I ramble on asking alot of questions, running a hand through my hair and clear my throat because it's quite groggy.

"No, you stay there. Don't worry about me. Everything is fine. I'm like three months along and I've had my first scan and the baby is just so cute. I'll text you a picture." I wipe away my tears.

 "Kaya, I'm so happy for you." I say smiling wide.

"Enough about me, what's happening between you and Neymar?" She asks and by the tone of her voice I can tell that's she's smiling, alot.

"He's great, he kissed me again last night." I infrom her and I can't help but smile wide and remember the feeling of his lips on mine.

"Oh my gosh, what was i like, was there tounges?" She shouts making me laugh but smile even more.

"Yes, but not alot. It was amazing. He's such a good kisser." I blush deeply and fall back on my bed.

"You like him!" She shouts making me blush even deeper.

"I don't know Kaya, maybe." I say and she laughs.

"Well you should get back to sleep, what are you even doing up at this time?"

"I don't know, but okay. I'm going back to sleep. Talk to you soon."

"Bye." I hang up the phone and put it on charge and get comfy in my bed and fall asleep again.

I wake up with the sound of knocking. Realising it's someone knocking at my door I quickly get up out of bed and run to the door. Pulling it open I look up at the boy who makes butterflies erupt in my stomach.

Kaya is right.

I do like Neymar.

"Sorry, I just woke up." I explain and move out the way so Neymar and Davi Luca can come in.

"It's fine." Neymar smiles at me.

"I'll be two minutes, I just need to get a shover and get ready." I tell him and he nods and sits down on my couch with Davi. I hand him the remote and tell them to watch what they want while I go for a shower.

Once I''ve washed myself I pick out two swimwear outfits.

 "Neymar, what will I wear?" I ask walking out in my towel. I show him the black swimsuit with the mesh at the top or a bikini, the thong kind that only covers my bum crack.

"Well I think my opinion shouldn't be allowed because every single boy would choose the bikini and I'm among them." I laugh and blush.

"Okay, I'll wear it." I go back into my room and pull on the bikini bottoms and adjust them to fit right and tie the bikini straps around my neck and shout on Neymar. He comes in and I hold my hands over my boobs and the material.

 "Sorry, could you tie this please." I turn around to face my back to him and feel his warm finger pull the strings ad tie it in a bow, goosebumps forming when he touches my skin.

"There you go." I turn aroud to face him and he smiles at me.

"Thanks." I pull on the dress and slips on a  pair of white flips flops and pack a beach bag.