Damn...those lips...(Neymar Jr)

Chapter eleven

"You don't get it, do you??"

"What???" I ask him desperatly. 

"I can't get you out of my mind. I can't stay away from you Layla. I can't help it. I think I'm in love with you.."

He grabbes my waist and pulles me closer to him and so the second time this day his  lips collide with mine. A million butterflies in my stomach wake up.

This feeling is so unique and so special that it makes me feel that only one person in the world is the right one for me. His kiss makes me forget all the questions and the doubts...

I free myself from his embrace to look into his hazel eyes. He has those kind of eyes you get lost in. Eyes so innocent and soft who hide so many secrets and a dark past.

"Neymar..You can't love someone you just met.." Eventhough his kiss felt so real and honest, it is the truth. He hardly knew me and I hardly knew him.

"Don't say that darling. I definitely have feelings for you. Layla you enchanted me from the moment I looked into your eyes. Please give me a chance to get to know you better." His words leave me speechless. Neymar wants to get to know me better? The famous footballer Neymar Jr who happens to be in the mafia wants to get to know me better. Is this a joke or what?

To be honest, I can't deny my feelings for this man. The question is, can I overlook the fact that he is selling drugs?

"I don't know.. I feel like we are from two different worlds. You know I wanted you to stay away from Lexie and now you literally stand in front of me and ask me for a chance to get to know you better?" I let out a sigh and turn away from him. My eyes fill with tears again. That is too much for me. my heart sais yes but my head sais no. It's always the same, isn't it? Good girl falls in love with the bad boy. He tells her he loves her but then he hurts her. He promises to change for her and so they live happily ever after.

But our situation is different. I am talking about the fact that he is in the mafia. It seems so surreal. Mafia? Drugs? In London? In my life?

"Hey.. Layla.." he whisperes and the way he calls my name makes me shiver. There is just something about him. Something very intimidating and mysterious.

My whole life I was always careful and not risky at all. Maybe it's time for me to change. I turn around to look into Neymar's greenish/brown eyes. He stayed quite, while I tried to put my thoughts in order.

"So..? what do you say? Will we see each other again?" He asks with a little smile on his face. The man who seemed to be so arrogant and self-regarding earlier is very cute and shy now. I think I like this Neymar better.

"Okay" I say simply reply. One little word that required so many thoughts and doubts.

"I knew it!" He chuckles. "No one can resist me"And there he is. The self-conceited Neymar.

"No but seriously. Thank you Layla for giving me chance, I promise -" A phone ring prevents him from finishing his sentence. He takes his iPhone 5s out of his pocket and tappes on the decline button.

"Here take this." he hands me a little card." Let's meet in the lobby at 4pm okay?"

"Nightlife enterprise? Woow that's a huge enterprise. They own nearly every company. And you work there beside your football career?"

"Darling..I don't work there. I own that enterprise."

"Oh" I bring out..how embarrassing. He must be really rich then...

"I am there for a meeting. After that we can go out. I have a great idea."

"Where are we going tomorrow?" I mean I have to know where we are going so I can pick the right clothes. I know it sounds ridiculous: going on a date with a dealer and my only problem is what to wear...

"It will be a surprise" He chuckles.

"Neymar. I hate surprises and by the way, you surprised me enough and not in a positive way."

He laughs. A real genuine laughter that makes me laugh too.

Suddenly a black car parks right beside us. The driver comes out of the car and opens another door. As if he is waiting for Neymar to get into the car.

"Sir. They are waiting for you." he sais.

"It's okay. I'm coming." he answeres into the driver's direction. "Layla. See you tomorrow" He gives me a quick kiss on the cheek and gets into the car.

Oh my god!! I have a date with Neymar tomorrow and he kissed me today. Suddenly I am aware what just happened!! I have to tell Lexie! Lexie.. Shit!! I haven't seen her since that night. She told me that she is going to stay at her best friend and that she needed some space. I could tell that she was still angry.. I really don't want to imagine how angry she will be when she finds out that I have a date with Neymar.. Oh man.. this is such a mess...Should I tell her? For now she doesn't have to know everything that happens in my life..

Since our parents died in the car accident 9 years ago we are really close. We went to bording school together and this year we moved in a apartment together. She is my sister and best friend at the same time we tell each other everything.. But the thing with Neymar is too much. The best is to keep it a secret until I know what is really going on between us and it is just one date, it's not such a big deal...

First of all I need to go home and sleep...This rollercoaster of feelings and the adrenaline made me really tired...

Lexie's POV

Two days. Two days since I haven't returned home. I haven't spoken to Layla for two days and it feels like forever to me. I was angry and needed space. How could she burst into the room when Neymar and me were about to...Whatever.. She can't decide for me. I can make my own decisions.

The death of our parents brought us really close we were 8 years old back then. She has always been the only person I trusted. Even when we went to bording school she was my only friend. Thank god we have our own apartment now, I hated bording school plus it was very expensive. We inherited a lot of money from our parents. Our mom was a housewife but our dad was a succesful business man. That's were all the money came from.

Right now I'm in a hotel in London and I really don't know whether I should call Layla or not.

"Wow! What a great  night!  Let's get something to eat" A voice behind me sais.

I turn around to face a young good looking man who is standing in front of me with only a towel around his waist. He comes closer and embraces me from behind and starts to kiss my neck.

"I can only agree with you, James." I say with a big smile on my face. "Great idea. I'm starving."