Déjà Vu (Neymar)

Chapter 23: Twisted images

[Neymar's POV]

I parked the car in front of her house.

"Neymar...please don't tell any of this to Marc" she suddenly said.

"I won't," I said.

"I owe you," she said.

"You owe me twice now, I also kept your crush on Marc a secret" I joked, trying to make her smile.

"I remember," she said with a small smile.

"Thanks," she said and quickly kissed my cheek, taking me by surprise.

"See you Neymar," she said.

"See you Olive," I said.

She got out of the car and walked into her house. I drove back home, thinking about what we had talked about. I felt like I was more confused than ever, though this 'talk' should have given me some clarity. I parked my car in my garage and went inside my house. It felt so empty these days. I plunged onto the couch and called Thais. She picked up quickly.

"Hey, babe," I said.

"Ney!" she sounded excited to hear my voice.

"How is Prague?" I asked.

"It's good, but I miss you already" she sighed.

"I miss you too," I said.

"How are you? You sound a little weird" she questioned.

"Just a hard day at training and I'm tired I guess," I said.

"I can make you relax," she said in a sensual voice.

"You are not here," I said.

"Get on Skype," she said.

"Right now?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm wearing lace lingerie" she teased.

"Don't move, I'll be on in a minute" I said.

"That's my Mr. Fuckboy" she laughed.

I had to get my mind off things and Thais always knew how to do that.

[Olivia's POV]

I got home and crawled into bed. I lay there replaying the conversation with Neymar. I was glad that I had gotten a few things off my heart, but I also felt embarrassed and guilty. I hated myself for getting so drunk that I had forgotten everything from that party 2 years ago. Our first encounter explained my feelings of déjà vu, the weird attraction I felt towards Neymar, and the connection we seemed to have. I never understood before what it was between Neymar and me. I felt like I could trust him with my secrets from day one during the hike, though I didn't know him that well. Today finally gave me some clarity, but I was still very confused.

I think I eventually dozed off because a knock on my door woke me up.

"Yes?" I said.

"It's me," he said, entering my room.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, surprised.

"I had to see you," he said.

I was still lying in bed and he came to sit next to me on the bed.

He wiped some hair from my forehead and planted a kiss on it.

"I'm sorry about what happened during lunch," Marc said.

"I'm sorry too" I sighed.

"Olive, I was insensitive. I guess I was just pumped up after training or something" he said.