Neymar POV:
The music practically burst my eardrums as I deafened myself to drown out the thoughts I was having. Just looking at her made me want to rip my hair out, why was I so horrible?
She was laying back into her seat, with her knees up to her chest for her head to lean against and her pink fluffy socks on show. She always seemed so strong and independent but in that moment, with her body rising and falling with each light snore, she just looked vulnerable.
I fumbled bad and there was nobody to blame but myself, I know that. I just wish I could take it back, things were never gonna be the same, no matter how much I refused to admit it. She's moved on, she has Frisco. I've ruined everything and for what?
I feel guilty for saying how upset this has all made me, considering it was my fault and she was probably experiencing it worse but it's true. I didn't know what to do without her. I stopped talking to basically all of my friends, shut myself in my room and barely ate.
Bruna thought I broke up with Amelia to be with her but that's not true. I knew Amelia had to find out sooner or later and I didn't want it to come from anyone but me. I knew she wouldn't let it slide but a part of me thought that maybe she'd forgive me, maybe she'd need me and so she'd eventually let it go. But it was an idiotic thought.
I've always admired that's about her. She's always set in her ways, knowing what she's worth and not taking crap off anyone. It just sucked that it was happening to me.
I got pulled in for a meeting with Coach a few months ago because of my shit attendance and playing. I was purposely getting reds so I could miss a game and getting myself injuries that could've been avoided. I just didn't feel like playing anymore if she wasn't by my side. Everything just felt boring without her.
The stadium would be full of cheering fans as we walked onto the pitch but it just felt quiet. There was nobody making fun of me or tripping me up when we walked passed cameras. Never did I ever think I would say I missed that, but I do.
We hit some turbulence, pulling me from my thoughts as I took out an earphone to listen to the announcement.
Her head banged against her knees as they shook with every turn or drop the plane experienced. I didn't want her to wake up since it took her ages to fall asleep and she probably wouldn't be able to later so I gently lifted the bottom of her legs off her seat and guided her head to my shoulder to lean on instead.
I looked over my head rest as I heard the rattling wheels of the trolley to check how far away they were. Should I wake her up? I didn't know when we'd next get food and we still had at least six hours left of the flight.
I waited until the flight attendant reached us, "Chicken or a vegetarian option?"
"Both chicken please," I answered, knowing Amelia would go ballistic if I gave her a vegetarian substitute. I did it at a barbecue once, just for the jokes, and ended up getting slapped into next week so I learnt my lesson.
"Do you know when you guys next come down?" I asked.
"Once there's like two or three hours left we'll come down with snacks and drinks," she answered as she opened another drawer, "But for now, what drinks would you like with your meals?"
"Erm," I thought for a second, "Just a 7up and a water please."
She handed them over before carrying on up the plane.
I placed both drinks and meals on my tray as I'm pretty sure hers wouldn't go all the way down due to the way she was sitting. She always slept in the most awkward positions. I didn't know whether she wanted water again or lemonade since I know that's one of her favourite drinks so I'd just wait until she wakes up and chooses and then I'll take the other one.
I didn't want the food to get cold so I shook her gently, "Prin- Amelia."
I kept making the mistake of calling her that but brushed it off since she was sleep and probably didn't hear.
"Melia," I moved her hair out of her face and watched as her eyes fluttered open before going wide, almost bulging out her head.
"Shit! Sorry I didn't mean-" she panicked, moving her head from my shoulder as I laughed and interrupted her.
"It's fine, they brought food but I didn't want it to go cold," I explained, passing her a tray and holding both drinks out to her.
She raised an eyebrow, "What one's yours?"
"Whatever one you don't pick," I answered, laughing.
"You could've got your own drink and me whatever, I wouldn't have minded," she sighed.
Why was she always annoyed? I thought it was a nice thing to do.
"Well I didn't so choose," I rolled my eyes, already done with her attitude.
She smiled shyly before taking the sprite, "Thank you."
"Yeah no problem," I turned my body away from her slightly, putting my headphones back in and starting to eat my food. She looked at me weirdly but I ignored it.
Amelia POV:
I didn't understand why he had such a problem. I just didn't want him to be making such an effort, it made me awkward him doing all these things for me and we were about to be seeing each other for a month straight.
His back was half on the arm rest separating us and half on his seat as he faced away from me. The man was a child.
I rolled my eyes, clicking the screen in front of me to see how much longer I'd have to endure this torture for. Five hours and forty seven minutes. Yay.
I pulled out my phone, remembering we had wifi and went through my notifications. Ant and Leo had both wished me a safe flight so I replied to them before opening Frisco's message.
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Friscooo
Have a safe flight, text me
when you land x
Hey we haven't landed but have
wifi cos i'm super cool
Cool? Amelia? Nah
Piss off
I'm joking don't cry
It's too late, I'm in tears
Oh no! Whatever will I do?
Live your life forever feeling guilty
Indeed I will, I'm ever so sorry
As you should be
However you're too late, we're no
longer friends
What a shame
Do I sense sarcasm?
Maybe
Bitch
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I put my phone in my pocket, smiling to myself.
"How is he? I'm happy for you guys," Neymar said, making me jump as I wondered how long he had been looking over my shoulder.
He was forcing a smile, making me pull a face, "What do you mean?"
"You're dating aren't you? How'd he ask you?" he asked, pretending to be interested.
"Hm, he flew me to France and we had this really fancy dinner by the Eiffel Tower. And then he got on one knee and told me how absolutely amazing I am, which I already knew but it was a nice gesture, before asking me to do him a massive favour and be his girlfriend," I said nodding as I improvised an entire story just to see his reaction.
He furrowed his eyebrows, "Paris?"
"Yeah I love Paris," I lied, nodding again.
"Since when?" he asked confused.
I looked at him weird, "Since always?"
"Oh."
I burst out laughing as he turned back around, not being able to contain myself anymore.
He looked at me quizzically, "What?"
"There's no way you actually fell for that," I wheezed.
"So you don't like Paris?"
"Oh my god," I put my head in my hands as I laughed, "I'm not dating Frisco, you idiot. Them photos were from when we hung out the other day but we're literally just friends, the media turned it into something it wasn't."
A smile cracked onto his face before he hid it by adjusting his hood on his jumper.
"You good?" I asked, smirking.
"Me and you used to be friends at some point, friends that shared the same bed and did couple things. You and Frisco are friends?" he spoke quietly as if he didn't want to hear my answer.
"That was different. I can have guy friends that aren't like that, you were the only exception since I had a fat crush on you since I was like twelve," I said laughing.
"Had or have?" he asked, making me roll my eyes.
"Had," I tired to keep my face straight after I said it but I knew he sensed the uncertainty behind it.
"Mhm," he smiled.
I rolled my eyes, "Yes, mhm."
"I'm not doubting you, I'm sure you only the speak the truth," he held his hands up and I laughed sarcastically.
"Ha ha ha, you're so funny Neymar. I really missed your dry humor."
"See, I knew you missed me!"
"Fuck off."
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