(Ali's POV)
4 weeks later
"Ali, could you come here please" Munir yelled from our bedroom.I ran up the stairs and walked into the room.
"Yes"?
"Tomrrow, there's going to be a team dinner and I was thinking about going. Would you like to go with me"?
Team dinner. Which means Neymar's gonna be there.
"Sure"
CRAP. What did I just agree to?
"Okay. I'll call coach and tell him that you're coming too".
I just nodded and went back downstairs.
I ran to the kitchen and dialed the only person I could tell this too.
"Jess, help me out".
"With what"?
"I just agreeded to go to some team dinner tomorrow".
"So"?
"So, that d*ckhole, Neymar is going to be there".
"Holy sh*t Ali. Why did you agree to this"?
"I couldn't say no to Munir. I seen the happiness in his face and I couldn't hurt his feelings".
"You need to learn how to say no sometimes. Maybe you can say you got some bug and stay home".
"I can't lie to him".
"Wait. I thought you told him that you and him used to date".
"I still haven't told him".
"ALI. WHAT THE F*CK"?
"I know. But I'm scared that he'll freak out and leave me".
"Well, not to be mean, but if you don't tell him soon, then he will leave you".
She was right. If I don't tell him soon, he'll leave me and I'll feel even more miserable than when Neymar and me had our big fight that ended our relationship.
"Okay, I'll tell him sometime soon".
"You better".
Tomorrow Night
"Babe, are you almost ready"?
"Yeah".
I wore a white dress that came just barely came down to my knees. It was perfect for my figure. It showed a little more cleavage than I thought but I didn't care. I wore nude Jimmy Choo pumps. I curled my hair and wore it down. I did my makeup light, grabbed my clutch, and walked downstairs.
"You look amazing".
I blushed. A lot.
"Thank you. You don't look too bad yourself".
"Thanks babe".
He started to give me a kiss, but I turned my head.
"Why did you turn your head"?
"I'm not messing up my makeup".
"Okay" he said sarcastically.
We walked to the car and we drove off.
We arrived at this fancy restaurant and walked inside to see some of the team already there. Some other guys brought their wifes and girlfriends with them too. We sat down and waited for the rest of the team to arrive.
Everyone came, but, of all people, Neymar had to sit in front of me.
Great.
We ordered and waited for our food. I started drinking some champagne the team got.
(Neymar's POV)
I had to admit, Ali looked beautiful. She was in my favorite color and her makeup was just perfect.
Her dress fit her perfectly and hugged her curves in the right way. Munir was really lucky to have her. I did miss her but I still had to let her go. She obviously did, so why can't ?
It looked like she was on her third glass of champagne before the food came out. We ate our food and started having conversations with our teammates.
She kept talking to Munir, Dani, everyone but me.
Was she ignoring me on purpose?
(Ali's POV)
I seen Neymar staring at me out of the corner of my eye. It was really uncomfortable and I felt my palms starting to sweat.
"I'll be back" I said to Munir.
"Okay".
I got up from the table and walked to the bathroom. I felt a little dizzy from the champagne. I checked myself in the mirror. I was a little red at my cheeks.
Was I blushing from Neymar staring?
I splashed some water in my face and applied some more lip gloss.
I walked out and while I was walking out, there he was standing next to the door. I screammed a little but he covered my mouth with his hand and oushed me back into the bathroom.
Sorry for not posting as much :(. I didn't have wifi at my house so I could write as much as I would hav liked to. With me being sick and going to school. But now that I do have wifi and not as sick, I can write more. Hope you liked this chapter and I'll have more chapters up. Boa Noite. I love you guys <3 <3!!!!!!!!
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Fading Back (Neymar Jr.)
Fiksi PenggemarNeymar found Ali in bed with his best friend from Santos, Andre. Why would she do this to me? One year, Munir bring her with him to Camp Nou. Will Neymar forget Ali or take her back as his own? *Previously named Can't Remember To Forget You*
