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"He's not the guy."
From where she stood with Nev and Max, she could see Giovani watching them from a few feet away. On his face was a look of concern.
"He told us he wanted to meet you though." Nev offered.
Tears were flowing down April's face now. She was heart broken. Though she agreed to meet the Mexican footballer, if only to see the face she had fallen in love with up close. The two men led her to the tan skinned half-Brazilian and he offered her a small smile when she approached him. He noticed how broken she looked and immediately felt the urge to help her.
"Hey," He told her in Portugese. He didn't know if she spoke Spanish like him and his English wasn't very good. And he had learned from Nev and Max that she was of Brazilian parents. "I'm Giovani dos Santos. I'm very sorry about what happened." He offered a hand for her to shake and she hesitated before finally shaking hands with him. In addition to the handshake, he pulled her in for a hug and he felt her heart race.
If only he had been Lucas, this had been the best day of her life.
He continued talking when they pulled away. "I'm sorry I wasn't the person you were looking for. I hope you can eventually find him." Sighing, he added, "If there's anything I can do to help, give me a call."
She got her cellphone out and jotted down the phone number Giovani dictated to her. In return, he got his cellphone out and got her phone number. "Thank you for offering to help us." April said blankly. On an impulse, her hand reached out to caress his face. The moment her hand came into contact with his skin, she pulled back quickly, embarrassed. "Sorry." She coughed. "Its just that...I've always wanted to meet you--well, I've wanted to meet Lucas. Seeing you makes me feel like I'm seeing him."
"Don't worry about it." He smiled at her. Curious, he asked, "What's your name?"
"April." She mumbled. "April Estiano."
Recognition flashed across his face. Nev noticed this and asked, "The way your face changed just now...do you know April?"
He shook his head. "No, I don't know her."
"Then?" April insisted.
"I was just thinking it was curious that her name is April." He explained. "Its probably nothing, but just a few weeks ago I sent a video greeting to a girl with that name. She's my friend's girlfriend and he told me she was a fan of mine, though I never met her. I think he told me she was American or something..." He bit his lip as he thought about the conversation. But it was all a bit hazy. He had a few drinks that night and was unsure of what had been real and what wasn't.
"Lucas once sent me a video of himself." April gasped. "Messi was in it too."
"That was the one!" Giovani pointed his index finger at her. "We were at a night club in Barcelona and Lionel was standing behind me. He and I know each other because we were team mates when I played for Barcelona."
"Who was your friend?" Max asked. "The one who asked for the video greeting."
His face contorted as he thought hard about it, letting out a nervous breath. "There were so many people there. My brother Jonathan invited me to go out with him and his friends. Messi was there, Aquino was there, so was Pique and a bunch of other football players..." He replayed the scene in his mind. As it all finally became clear, he blurted out. "Neymar! Neymar was there. He asked me for a favor and I thought I'd be polite and send his girlfriend a greeting."
"So the guy I've been looking for is...Neymar?" April gasped.
Giovani nodded in repsonse.
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