Playing her

Morning After

The bright sunshine drifted lazily in through the clear window, shining down onto my face . The light bore down on My pale eyelids and they fluttered in annoyance. I kept my eyes squeezed shut, but reached out with my hands to pull the blankets up And instead pressed my hand against someone else's chest. Someone's bare chest to be precise. My head and heart pounding in unison, i risked a glance through squinting eyes. Damn. He was there. Asleep. I blinked. Ouch. Her head really hurt. Apparently, she was hung over. Clutching her forehead, i fell back against my pillows as wave of panic crashed over me. They hadn't really done it, had they? I lifted the blankets slightly, and put them down very quickly afterwards. Yes, they we done it alright.

"This did not happen!" I said, loud enough for him to jump up. He sat up for a moment, dazed. Then the throbbing pain of his hangover blasted him full force, and he dropped back onto the bed and covered his face with blankets. They both lay there still in silence for a moment. I carefully rolled out of bed and began to search for my clothes. They were scattered around the room and one piece at a time, I started to get dressed. zipped myself into my little black dress and slipped on the five inch heels when did I even take them off? I hardly ever wore because they weren't good to walk in

"Where are you going?" Neymar asked in his voice was low and husky because he just woke up

I didn't answer him I just put on my clothes and tried to remember where the bathroom was, as I stare at my reflection oh god I look like a mess what the heck was I thinking sleeping with this guy I barely new I scrubbed my face off all the makeup and I felt slightly better I opened the cupboard in the bathroom and found aspirin "thank god" I mumbled as I took it, minutes later I come back in his room he looked like he was asleep I turned around I felt a pair of eyes on me, I turned to the right just a little to see Him looking at me in my peripheral vision. He was definitely checking me out. My heartbeat got a little faster.

"I'm not used to doing what I Did last night I don't even remember anything!" I screeched in horror

He smirked in my direction he stood up wearing black boxers "you don't remember sleeping with me?" he said biting his lip

"No" I stutter "kinds maybe.." I did remember I just didn't want too. "Is this what you do just sleep with anyone or anything"

"Usually no, I am a romantic. I preferred to be in love with the person I was with, but last night wasn't about love or romance. It was about need, lust and release, nothing more." He said seriously

"I have to go" I whisper

"No wait can I at least make you breakfast?" he asked innocently

I looked down at my phone I had seventeen messages from dad I opened it the last one read

-IF YOU ARE NOT HOME IN 10. YOU WILL BE GROUNDED TILL FOREVER- Dad

I laughed till forever ? Right.. I smiled apologetically at neymar

"Rain check ?" I asked

"Tomorrow" he said walking towards me he put his arm around me and we both walk downstairs

"This doesn't mean where dating you know" I say

"I know. but tomorrow we will be" he said confidently

I rolled my eyes.

"Your really cocky aren't you?" I say

He didn't respond he just let out a laugh.

I opened the door and right in front off me was marc bartra. neymars friend his lips curled into a small half smile, he was built his black tee was tight on him revealing his muscular body

"Had fun last night?" he asked straightening his posture trying not to laugh

I bit the inside off my mouth I don't like it when people tease me especially when is don't really remember what happened

"I don't even remember" I said rolling my eyes

His face didn't show emotion "so you don't remember stripping for all off us ?"

"I did what!" I yelled in shock

"It's okay, I got you off the table before you took off your shorts" he says

"Thanks" I said my face fuming red

I walked passed him down the stairs and I saw all the boys laying on the floor the only two people awake where Marcelo and Oscar

"You two?" Marcelo says laughing

"No" we both say in union

"Neymar got her before I could" Marc says smirking

"You two had sex?" oscar says in shock "that wasn't part off the plan" he mumbled

"What do you mean plan?" I asked holding my hips

Their was silence before oscar let out a nervous laugh "you where intoxicated and he just met that neymar should off known better" Marc finished for him

"OH. Errr... well my dad is going to be pissed if he knew I was hanging out with you all so I should go" I mumbled running out off the door

"Blair!" I here'd a shout behind me

I turn around too see Marc standing at the door

"Yes?"

"I had fun last night, maybe we can hang out together sometime" he said nervously

"Yeah.. Maybe" I said blushing as he walked away back in the house

Neymar and Marc where both interested in me?