Nobody breaks my heart (Neymar & Kaya)

Old Times

I walked trough the hallway hearing the screams of the fans at Camp Nou who were here to support their favorite team. It was time for another home game but that wasn't just a game for me. The girl I hurt years ago was somewhere on this stadium laying eyes on me. Maybe I should do something to get her attention. Something that she knows it's for her. I went outside in front of all the football fans screaming the name of their favorite team. The press came over to me and thrust the microphone in my face. Suddenly I decided what I should do about Kaya.

"Obrigadoque vocêestá aqui! I really appreciate your appearance here today! Today I want to dedicate my game, my scores to one single person that's in the public right now and I really wanna apologize for what've done. I really am sorry! Desculpe!"

After that the game began.

We were all in a very good shape. I was a little nervous but scored a goal anyways.

*

"How dare he?! Was he talking about me? In public?", my thoughts weren't leaving me alone during the whole game. I wasn't going to fall for this cheap "look at me I'm famous and everyone will forgive me if I apologize public at Camp Nou" performance.

Suddenly I felt a thing I never felt before. I felt the same old darkness trough my veins but in a different new way. I felt adrenaline. I felt passion. But most of all I felt revenge. I felt strong and confidence. I wanted to break him just like he did. I wanted him to beg. I wanted him in pain. I wanted his stupid smile down from his stupid face. I wanted him to feel the same way as I did, alone, left, unwanted. I smirked as he scored another goal.

*

It was the end of the game and I went to the exit with Serena.

"Do you want an autograph, S?", mysterious smile came on my face.

"Sure.", she was so excited about this event. So I went to the security showing them the cover of the magazine from the other day. He made sure it was me and we followed him along the hallway to the locker rooms. I took a deep breath and went inside with a bright fake smile on my face, as Serena fangirled beside me.

"Kaya? Is that you?", Marc came to us with a smile. The second he said my name Neymar spotted us.

"Good game.", I greeted him.

"Sorry for this story in the magazines and for leaving without saying goodbye.", I let out an innocent smile.

"Oh, no problem. You can expect everything from the press you know.. Why did you left anyways, I was going to give you my number.", I smiled as I made sure Neymar was hearing us so I spoke with a louder voice.

"Oh, really? I'll give you mine, no problem.", it worked. He was watching at us.

"Um Kaya? How are you?", he asked nicely heading to us.

"Actually pretty good despite the fact that some people are trying to make me underestimate my reasons and forgive them with a very cheap performance.", I faked a smile.

"And how are you?.. Oh never mind. I actually have better things to do. Bye."

"Bye Marc! I'll call you.", I waved at Marc who was in front of his locker changing.

*

"What was that?", Serena asked when we got into our rent car and I exited the parking.

"What was what?", I answered her with a question rehearsing in my head what I was going to tell her as a lie.

"Don't escape my question, K.", she knew I was hiding something.

"Well. Me and Neymar... we have some past ahead of us. A linked past. But nothing serious, I just want to mess with him a little like old times.", I lied and smirked keeping my eyes on the road. She looked at me with a surprised expression on her beautiful face.

"You and Neymar? Did you have sex with him? Is he good? Did he make you c--", I cut her off before she gone too far.

"No I haven't slept with him. It was nothing serious like I said.", I lied to her once again as the memories came at me like a big slap."

*

"Are you sure?", he mumbled between our kisses heading to my neck as he found my sweet place. I moaned moving my hands down to his pants as I tried to undo his belt.

"You're not leaving me, right?", I could feel the insecurity in my own voice.

"I won't, I love you Kaya.", he said kissing my lips once again.

"Love you too.", I sighed as I finally unbuttoned his jeans.

He grabbed my tiny waist with his strong hands and gave me a lift to the kitchen counter. He kissed my belly and gave me shivers as he removed my shirt. His warm hands were embracing my back. I bit his lip playfully going down to his neck.

We stripped fully before beginning with the real thing. We were both too distracted to think about the missing condom.

He made me scream his name again and again, begging him to speed up. He was God to me at that exact moment.

Poor me... if I only knew.

*

"Kaya, Kayaaa???", Serena was trying to get my attention pointing the green traffic light. Slowly the reality set in and I heard the horns behind me. I soon drove along the street pretending that nothing happened.

"What were you thinking about?", she asked with a curious face.

"Nothing. Just old times.", I smiled ignoring another one of her questions. I light up a cigarette driving quietly the rest of the time.

So I tried to make this chapter a bit longer. It's actually 5 am here in Prague and in a couple of hours I'm finally flying back to Bulgaria and I couldn't sleep because of that.

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