Haven't met you yet

3. The morning After

Neymar's P.O.V

I woke up this morning with the sun hitting me in the eyes. I had the worst hangover ever. Last night was rather eventful, I can't believe I actually kissed Messi.

My phone was buzzing on a corner of the messy night table and I grabbed it to see it wasn't a number I recognized. I picked it up, reading the message and squinting my eyes at the brightness of the screen. It was from Marc, asking if I was going to the practice or not and a smiley face. I locked the phone and stood up quickly, checked myself in the mirror before grabbing the first thing I saw hanging in the closet. The brand of my boxers out of my pajama pants... I ran my hand through the places Leo had been, his touch felt good, almost familiar. I was getting used to him so quickly, I even got scared when I looked up and saw my reflection smile remembering the moment. I want him for me, and only me. I want to wake up beside him every morning, I want to feel his hands on my body every time.

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I parked my car at the entrance of Camp Nou, a weird sensation of expectation creeping through me.

Messi's P.O.V

I saw him get out of his car at Camp Nou parking lot. Does he remember about last night? It was a terrible mistake to kiss him like that. I mean, getting to know him in the first place was a huge mistake. It's like one of those times you aren't expecting anything, and then out of nowhere he comes into my car. How can I ignore a kid like him?

His soft, meaty lips between mine... No, focus, Leo. This is practice, nothing else. I started walking towards the entrance, my heart was racing. Was it because I was going to see him again? I let Ney enter first and then I walked behind him. He didn't speak a word to me. Unsure of how to act, the rest of the team greeted me but an atmosphere of tension was present, like they knew about all that had happened between us. It was illogical... Except he had told them?

When we were at the field Neymar took his shirt off, making me stare for minutes how the kid ran and jogged under the boiling sun. My teammates passed by and I just felt too lost in how much I wanted to touch his abs again, I wanted to feel the heat coming out of his body whenever I touched him...

I felt a hand on my shoulder getting me out of my trance. I turned around to see Marc. 'You're really falling for the boy, right.' I nodded biting my lower lip. He went on. 'He's killing it. Has a great future here. D'you know if he's single?'

"I think he's taken." I slapped his shoulder hard and tilted my head to a side. "Bad luck, mate."

"You better keep on with practice... And don't stare at your teammates like that, okay? I'll have to report it to our coach"

"Hey, relax. I didn't know about you and him" he laughed. Though he wasn't laughing anymore when I pulled his shirt and threw him to the ground.

Neymar's P.O.V

I was playing with the ball and decided to ask Messi about the kiss, I knew it wasn't the best moment to ask but I needed to know. When I turned around there it was. Messi was on top of Marc hitting him in the face and Marc was trying to take him off of him.

I ran towards them to make it stop. When I got there and grabbed Lio's arms they relaxed and he looked at me with something in his eyes that I couldn't describe.

I stared at the stream of water pouring towards my feet for what seemed hours. Once the water got cold and I noticed my surroundings I saw Leo, and I saw Marc, and I saw all the things that were wrong between them. I was unable to give it any logic. Maybe they were like this before I arrived... However, I decided to talk to Leo about last night as soon as we were alone in the locker rooms. Marc said bye to me with a friendly smile, black bruises covering one of his cheekbones.

Messi's P.O.V

I gathered my things together as fast as I could and got out of the locker room. I was walking really fast and I heard the door opening behind me.

''Leo, wait!'' Oh god, it was him.

''Please, wait up!'' I couldn't face him right now.

I reached the entrance door and walked into the parking lot searching for my car. ''Are you really ignoring me, Leo?''

I turned around. ''No, I'm not ignoring you. What the heck do you want, Neymar?''

He was now facing me. ''Is all this because of the kiss?''

I looked him in the eye; he did remember.

''What kiss?''

And when I saw his eyes, I also saw his whole world crash down.

Neymar's P.O.V

He didn't remember. I screwed up big this time. Maybe it would have been better if I hadn't said anything. He turned around and started walking towards his car. When he reached it he looked at me and muttered ''I'm sorry, I don't remember''

He drove away, and I was left there alone with no one to turn to.

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