Dark Moves Of Love ~ Neymar Jr

Chapter 21

"You and Alex?" David exclaimed.

"No." I said. "No!" I repeated seeing him still staring at me wide eyed. "It's not like we are together or something." I said embarrassed.

"Then what is it like?"

"We were pretty drunk last night and it was after Neymar and I said we'd be just friends and..."

"And you hooked up with someone else out of spite?" He almost yelled.

"What? No! For God's sake!" I exclaimed. "I didn't sleep with him! How could you think that? We just kissed. And then we fell asleep."

"Still, why would you do that? Are you in to him?"

"Yeah... No. I don't know." I sighed.

"Great. Fucking great." He said.

"Why are you taking this so hard?" I asked.

"Because there is such an easy solution for all of this! My solution."

"And what's that?"

"Listen." He said turning to look at me. "You go up to Neymar and say: 'I like you.' And then he says: 'I like you too.' The end."

"That is never going to happen." I declared.

"Why not? Why am I the only one sane?"

"It's easy to be sane and logical about someone else's love life." I said as Alex came back and we had to put this conversation in the back burner.

"Rio day!" He said as he sat across from us. "Are you excited?"

"To be honest, I'd rather spend the day in bed." I said. When David choked for a second time and Alex's eyes turned wide I realized how they must have mistaken what I said. "I mean to sleep. By myself." I said the last to words to David.

"You couldn't wait to go to the statue of Christ the Redeemer. This is one of our stops, right?" Alex asked.

"Of course." David answered.

I noticed Thiago coming inside followed by Neymar. The got breakfast and joined us. Neymar sat next to Alex, giving me a smile.

He must be really cool with the whole friend thing, I thought. Of course. I wasn't talking to him and he wanted me to forgive him. And now that I had and we were friends, we had seemingly solved all our problems. Except for the fire burning inside of me. I sincerely hoped this fire wouldn't turn into an uncontrollable vomit. I wondered if I had the strength to be friends with him. Maybe I shouldn't have agreed to it so quickly. Maybe talking to him would be harder than not talking at all.

And yet in spite of myself I smiled back. Because seeing him smile made me feel like his warmth was radiating towards me. Like it illuminated the room and cast a light upon every living object.

"When are we leaving?" Thiago asked. "We should start waking people up."

David nodded and they started counting people and figuring out the car situation. I didn't pay attention to them. I was looking at my plate and glancing up towards Alex and Neymar.

They spoke little to each other, they weren't that close, but I knew that Alex admired Neymar as a footballer. Having them sit side by side would draw me to start making comparisons but I didn't want to do that. They were so different and trying to compare them wasn't right.

"Thanks for the ride yesterday." Alex told Neymar between bites.

"Sure, no problem. I wasn't even sure you noticed that." Neymar said.

Alex chuckled. "Yeah, no. I didn't. Liv told me later. I was like, hey how did we come back?"

Neymar nodded, amused. But I saw his eyes turning darker as the seconds passed. Did he realize what 'later' meant? And most importantly why would he care?