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"I'll tell you everything if you promise you'll stay..."
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April lifted her head up, nose in the air as she told him coldly. "I can't make a promise I might not keep. I am not a liar." The way in which she said the last part was full of venom and intended to call him out on his continuous lies and the secrets he was keeping from her.
"Please, meu amor," He begged. "If you won't do it for me, do it for Azul."
"Oh," She scoffed bitterly. "And you were thinking of our daughter when you decided to cheat on us? Because you're hurting her too, Neymar."
"You're not letting me explain." He tried again.
She let her suit case fall lightly to her side and crossed her arms over her chest in annoyance. "Fine. Explain to me. Why have you been spending so much time at your therapy sessions?"
"In the beginning I asked for extra sessions because I wanted my condition to improve." He told her.
"With that woman?" April guessed.
Neymar shook his head. "No, meu amor. After we had that fight over Maira answering my phone I asked the hospital to assign a different therapist to me. I didn't want someone who would make my girlfriend upset." He explained. "I told my new therapist Daniel," He made sure to place enphasis on the fact that his new therapist was a male. "that I wanted to get back on a pitch, he said we could work extra hard and then I would surprise you. As of last week, I no longer have the need to use a cane."
At the news, April's eyes watered over with tears of happiness. "That's great. I'm so happy for you. I always knew you could do it."
"With his help, we were able to contact FC Barcelona and I'm back on the team." He beamed with joy. "I'll have to continue my therapy for another six months and I won't be able to play a full ninety minutes anymore..." His smile dropped for a second. "But I'll take what I can get. Daniel also told me I'd have small amounts of back pain for the rest of my life and that there was a chance that if I continued playing football, I could be permanently damaged by the age of fifty."
April frowned at that. "Are you sure you want to do this then?" She asked him.
He nodded. "I'd rather lose my ability to walk by doing what I love that walk the rest of my life being miserable."
Her happiness for him was something great that she could hardly contain herself. She wanted to hug him and congratulate him for his success with a big kiss, but she was reminded that they were arguing and she went back to having a straight face.
"Okay," She huffed. "That explains part of it. But what about those mysterious phone calls and leaving the house in the middle of the night?"
"That..." He gulped. "I've been meeting with your sister June, but its not what you think-"
"You're seducing my sister?" April gasped, her anger at him returning. She was a rollercoaster of emotions at the moment.
"No!" He exclaimed, putting his hands up to signal for her to calm down. He sighed sadly, knowing he had to tell her everything if he didn't want to lose her. Reaching into his jeans pocket, he continued, biting down hard on his lip. "Your sister has been helping me organize a small gathering of our families. And the only free time I had was in the middle of the night. Plus, you never noticed because you were asleep. I know I was acting very suspicious, but it was all because I didn't want you to find out about this." He pulled a small black velvet box and opened it to reveal a beautiful diamond ring. Getting down on one knee. "Since the surprise is ruined, might as well do it now. I just regret it didn't go the way I planned. April, marrying you is all I ever want. Please accept to spend the rest of your life with me."
April was left speechless. She didn't know what to saw or do. She brought her hands to her face shakily and cried into her hands. "I can't believe this."
Neymar frowned. "Don't cry, meu amor." When her tears continued, he brought himself up to standing and closed the distance between them, pulling her into his arms.
"I ruined the surprise." She cried into his chest. "I'm sorry I'm so fucking moody."
He rubbed her back soothingly. "Its alright. We'll still have dinner with your family tomorrow. And on Saturday is our engagement party with everyone, so just pretend you're surprised and everything will be fine. Okay?" He pulled away from her slightly. With his thumb and forefinger under her chin, he lifted her head tenderly to look at him. "Please don't cry. It breaks my heart." He kissed the tip of her nose.
She sniffed. "I love you so much." She wrapped her slender arms around him, but they couldn't go all the way because of her pregnant belly. She nuzzled her face into his neck as she added, "Of course I want to marry you."
They remained in each other's arms and when they pulled away, she held her hand out for him. With a warm smile, he slid the ring onto her finger. It was just about the perfect fit. Neymar grinned at that, "June was my ring model since I couldn't take you to the jewelry store. In exchange, she wanted Thomas Muller's phone number. Do you know how much I needed to beg Oscar to ask his friend Andre Schurrle for that number?"
April giggled. "At least you didn't use May as your ring model, she has very tiny hands. June and I have about the same sized fingers."
"Phew." He chuckled, jokingly wiping his forehead with relief.
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oh oh oh.
is it what you all expected it would be?
anyway, there are now officially two more updates before this story is finally finished. so i hope you enjoyed this amazing journey of catfish and april.
i might do another social media themed story.
but i want to do it about jurgen damm. he's a half-mexican and half-german footballer who plays for club pachuca. cause german's are gorgeous. and he's my two favorite people mashed into one. and i think my mexican boys need more representation up in here. all i see are german, brazil, or spain nt stories. now don't get me wrong, i love those nts. i just want to see more mexico nt too. so i'm gonna be the change i want to see in wattpad.
but since he isn't really famous (in mexico he is), i don't know if people would read it.
you know what? screw it.
i'm gonna write that jurgen damm fanfiction and it doesn't matter who reads it. if even one person reads it, i'll be happy.
so thank you all for the support. it has meant the world to me.
i love you.
-clary xx
