*Eliana's P.O.V*
I was sitting on the couch, staring in front of me. They fought and it's all my fault...
I need someone, but, they're all gone. Gone. I lost...everyone. They are back at home, or I did something stupid, like now and I lost them. What now...?
Do I leave? Do I leave it all behind me? Or do I deal with? But how? Did I already deal with it? No, I need to do something else...
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*Julie's P.O.V*I was sitting on my hostpital bed, watching tv. Since I was alone in the room I could watch whatever I want. I was slowly watching a bit of every chanel as I was looking for a chanel to watch since I had nothing else better to do. I eventually come at this program about sports. I decided to continue watching this.
It has been 15 minutes, or has it been an hour? 20 minutes? Half an hour? Anyways, I don't know how long I've been watching this program, I don't have a clock near me. But I've been 'kind of' watching this, I was so bored and I was about to change the chanel until they mentioned Neymar. I turn up the volume and listened good.
I litteraly jumped out of my bed when I saw the picture. "That cheating bitc-!" I cursed but didn't finished. I can't believe it! I told her to stop and she told me she did, but there they're kissing! I sighed loud and sat back on my bed. I crossed my arms, I should've just let her tell Neymar!
I looked back at the tv and tried to listen but I just couldn't. I'm mad but for some reason, I feel guilty. I don't know how, maybe because I didn't gave Eliana the chance to tell Neymar. He had to find out the hard way. Oh shi-tt..., shiz. Shiz! I was really off and I was thinking of what I said. Shiz? I'm not that kind of a person that curses much. I shook my head trying to think 'normal' again. I tried to think of...of this, but I can't. I'm too-what? Shocked? Mad? I can't think, probably because I'm in the hostpital, I'm way too off to think!
I turned off the tv and laid back. I was nervously playing with my hands. Without thinking I grabbed my phone and wanted to dial a number, but who do I call? Does Marc already know? Neymar? Eliana? Sergi? No wait, I wouldn't call Sergi, the stupid...stupid-man! I thought again, no, he deserves to be called a bee-ach.
I stared at my phone for a while. Eventually I did call someone.
I waited for an answer but no answer after 5 calls. I sighed and laid the phone next to me.
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I was woken up by a nurse. "Julie, you're phone has been ringing since I've been here and you've missed about 20 calls." She said. I was slowly waking up and I was slowly processing what the nurse said. When I did finally realise what she said, I jumped up and looked for my phone. The nurse put her hand on my shoulder and gave my phone. I was about to take it from her as she started speaking. "Calm down, maybe it isn't smart to be on your phone right away." I sighed and looked at ny notifactions. All missed calls and messages. "I really need to." I told her. She smiled and nodded. "Don't be too long on your phone and don't forget to eat." She said and left.I wanted to call back until my screen changed, someone was calling me.
"Hello?" I said. "Hey! Finally! You called a few times, are you okay?" Eliana asked me. I sighed. "Yeah" It kept silence. "Are you?" I asked her. "What? Yeah." She said. I didn't want to bring it up but that's why I called her in the first place. "Not upset?" I asked. I didn't knew how to bring it up. You can hear in her voice something happened. "You know-?" She said.
Sorry for a late and shitty update! Last week I had exams and I had to learn so I haven't time to write. I'm sorry but atleast I wrote (a short, not the best) chapter. Thanks for reading!
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College love, Marc Bartra & Neymar Jr [COMPLETED] [EDITING]
RandomTwo Dutch girls, Eliana and Julie, are going to a college in Spain, Barcelona. Two soccer players, Marc Bartra and Neymar Jr, also got into the college and play FC Barcelona B. They meet and interesting things happen. But Marc and Neymar promised no...