Apart | Neymar Jr.

Vinte e dois.

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I'm a mess- Ed Sheeran

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Ally's POV

"Marc,... I have to talk to you"

A sudden anxiety fills me as his lips curve up into a smile and he tosses the controler away to look at me.

"Go ahead"

When Marc glances at me and notices my rather scared face expression his smiles disappears as quickly as it appeared.

"What's up?" he asks, a worried tone swinging in his voice.

I take a deep breath before counting to five slowly, a trick that Sarah had shown me.

It was her idea to tell Marc today that I was leaving and not wait any longer as he could perhaps 'understand it wrong' and might be even more disappointed that I am not telling him earlier. I hate to admit it but she's probably right, I shouldn't keep such an important thing from Marc, I need his help and his faith.

I've already told Erik today in the afternoon and it also wasn't the nicest thing to do, he looked at me quite shocked as I told him where I am heading to and he also demanded that I have to call him at least once a week since he wants to make sure that I am alright.

Brazil.

Endless sun, endless beaches, endless fun. Wonderful nature, friendly people, amazing weather.

The perfect location to raise a child if you ask me, far away from all the trouble that is called my current life, far away from the problems that will be created as soon as Neymar returns from his short trip to Colombia and also far away from people in whose near you don't want to give birth to a precious, little baby.

"I'm leaving Barcelona in two days" I sigh as the shock spreads Marc's face quickly.

"You are joking, don't you?" Marc forces himself to fake a laugh, "And if you do, it's not funny bonita"

I swallow hardly, not daring to look him into the eye.

"I am not Marc, I just can't stay near Neymar just yet" I explain quietly and fumble with some strains of my hair nervously.

Marc sighs deeply and I can hear him standing up, walking towards me. As I look up I spot him glancing at the wall, ruffling his hair in desperation.

"Listen Marc, I don't mean to leave in forever, it's healthier for the baby and for me and on the other side I-"

Suddenly I feel Marc's lips on mine, interrupting me midsentence and catching me by surprise. It feels like a bittersweet gift he's giving as we won't see each other in quite a long time. His lips move along with mine in a perfect motion, fitting onto each other as if they were made for it.

Marc pulls away after a few minutes of pure passion and showing hidden feelings, bringing his hands up to my cheeks as his forehead leans onto mine.

"I wouldn't stand such a long time without you," he whispers and I lean closer again to kiss him one more time but Marc places his index finger on my lips, seperating mine from his, "I am sure that a lot of people are not able to be completely happy without you but I'm letting you go as I know it's the best for you. Just let me tell you how much you really mean to me because I know that after you give birth to the baby you will never be mine again"

It feels like a stab with a digger into my heart as I realize that he's right; Marc and I could have been the luckiest people on earth together but several people or actions tore us apart.