Yours & Mine.

Yours & Mine.

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He didn't seem to see me, his head was in his phone. I closed my eyes and hoped he wouldn't notice me. "Are you gonna hold your breath in this entire ride?" He mocked and turned around with a goofy smile on his face. "Get that damn smile of your face" I said, irritated. "Don't get mad at me, stop using that perfume. I can smell you from miles".. Yasmine & Neymar, Yours & Mine. The most complicated relationship ever, but the one with so much passion and heat they could start a fire. Neymar Fanfic, just a little different...
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The captain of our soccer team, Xavi Parker, a beautiful, young, athletic boy. The college girls were obsessed over him and his boys. The boys were jealous of him and his position and his golden reputation, but not everyone was impressed by the soccer players. He's handsome, cocky and hot, and he knows it. Xavi Parker is aware, but why would a guy like Xavi Parker fall in love with a girl like me? The moment he told me, my life turned upside down. This boy knew he could get anything, anyone, but he fell for a girl like me. He cared about me in a way I couldn't imagine, a way I never experienced before, a feeling I couldn't accommodate. "Why do you care, Xavi?" He looks up and meets my eyes, not looking away. Xavi told me nothing, but the truth, that was one of the reasons I cared about him. I cared about him in a way I never cared. He does care about me, but can't place this feeling. I wasn't special and I understood it loud and clear. Girls like me aren't used to feelings like this, they aren't used to the feeling of love. It scares me, how long before someone takes this away? How long can he handle me and my dramatic past? He takes a deep breath, and he smiles, "How can I not care about someone like you. You're my sun and darkness, you're my heroin. You're it, Lun."

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