Apart | Neymar Jr.

Seis.

*two months later*

Neymar's POV

A loud knock on the door of my hotelroom makes me basically jump since I was in deep thoughts before.

I decide to simply ignore the person outside, I am not in the mood for a conversation or photos with fans.

The knocks continue more aggressively, causing me to groan loudly and get out of the bed, walking over to the door.

I am in Dortmund again for the football of course and the little bonus is that Ally is also here. Ally and I didn't speak to each other in a long time, the last time was before I had the strong need and want to kiss her and did so.

I sigh as I twist the doorknob and open it.

It takes a few seconds for me to realize who the completely furious guy outside my room is.

"Hey... Emil, is it?", I say and lean at the doorframe.

"First of all, it's Erik and second, how did you dare and touch my girl?!", Erik screams straight into my face, seeming close to punch me.

How does he know?

"I don't know what you are talking about but I would really appreciate it if you go now since I need sleep", I reply as arrogant as possible and want to slam the door shut but Erik puts his foot inbetween the frame and door and makes my action fail.

"Do you even know what you did you little fucker?!"

"No?", I lie and hope that Erik will simply leave me alone.

"Well you are right, you just know what you did but what happened after is probably not clear to you! You destroyed our relationship!", he yells and seems to be close to crying.

"Uhm... come in buddy", I say awkwardly and step aside.

Erik nods and wipes over his eyes quickly before entering the room. I lead him to the livingroom of the giant suite and point to the white couch.

"You can sit down"

He lets himself fall and inhales sharply before turning to me again.

"Is it right that you-", Erik interrupts himself and looks like it causes him too much pain to say the next words, "slept with her?"

The room fills with dead silence and I can't help but feel incredibly sorry for the poor German guy sitting next to me.

"Yes, I did", I answer his question calmly, "but it was a drunken mistake, neither Allison nor I would have done this if we were sober and with a clear mind"

I am not so sure about this one...

Erik stays silent for a few seconds and the tears wall up in his eyes again.

"She's pregnant. Fucking pregnant"

All of a sudden, everything around me seems to go in slowmotion, all of the sounds get quieter and you could have heard a feather dropping to the ground. My mouth is dry and I try to swallow hardly but fail.

"W-What?", I stutter, my voice cracking.

"Yes. Pregnant. With a baby. A little freaking child"

Erik's voice shakes as the words escape his mouth and the tears stream down his face.

"B-But it can also be y-your child, I-I mean-"

"No, it can't", Erik breaks me off and I can sense desperation in his voice, "the doctor said that Ally is two months far and we haven't seen each other in exactly this time. W-We had sex for the last time when Dortmund won an important game and that was over two months ago"