"Why I fell for you"

Are you okay?

CHAPTER 3

One by one they carried each box inside,his neighbor having trouble with the heavier boxes,always painfully clutching at his back after a difficult lift. Messi helped him out with most,piling small boxes in his arms and heading inside.

He stepped over the door frame, nudging the door the rest of the way open and pausing in shock at the mess. Boxes were everywhere – things were half unpacked, furniture scattered at random. A television was hooked up and playing a soccer match,its volume on low, but the coffee table was in pieces.

The kitchen table was stacked high with boxes and Messi could only imagine what the other rooms looked like.

But before he could observe more of the state of the house, Neymar came back down the stairs, slightly out of breath as he faced Messi.

“hey, sorry about that. I set up Davi's bed first and some of his stuff.”

"Its fine. Where do you want this?" He asked,motioning to the box in his arms.

Neymar scratched at his beard as he looked around the room for a suitable place.

"Place it on the counter please!"

Messi nodded and made his way through all the mess scattered on the floor. But walking over to the counter his foot caught on the edge of the coffee table and he tripped,falling hard and spilling all the box's contents onto the floor. Trophies and medallions clanked and clattered as they flew across the kitchen floor, and with unintentional curiosity messi noticed they were all soccer trophies and as the box flipped over cleats fell out as well.

"Shit, I'm so sorry Neymar!Fuck!",he said quickly standing up and retrieving the items on the floor. Neymar didn't respond and messi looked up to see him standing there with a forlorn look on his face as he stared at trophies littering the floor.

"Neymar,are you okay? If this is over the trophies,I promise I'll pay anything I brok-"

"No,its okay. It isn't that. I'm sorry,its my fault.",he said quietly,reaching down and grabbing one of medallions.

"Neymar,I know i have no place invading since I just met you and all,but I can tell you're not okay. What happened?",Messi questioned,walking over to where he stood and taking a hold of his shoulders. Neymar's eyes had gotten teary and with a sudden surprise he jerked back from messi's hold.

"It's none of yours business!"he barked"thank you for your help and all but it'd be best if you just left!",he finished turning around and avoiding messi's gaze.

Messi gave him one final look before turning around and making his way out the front door. Wondering what in the world just happened back there.

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The medallion in his grip felt meaningless.

He himself felt stupid.

The entire events that had taken place were dumb as well.

There was no reason for him to have snapped at Lionel,someone he just met,someone one who was surprisingly too kind even for his own good. And he scared him off. But neymar couldn't help the sudden emotions that flooded his body when he saw all those reminders of his past,memories that should have been done and over with a long time ago,buried and forgotten. He couldn't have someone he barely knew,see him break down. No,he promised he'd never let that slip past anymore.

Neymar took one last look at his  medallion,silently hating how it still glistened and shined like the day he received it, before angrily hurling it at the wall,satisfied with the way it went limp and crashed against the floor.