You were at his house—you came over whenever you wanted to, at this point. It was weird. This whole situation was weird. You should have thought it through before getting into whatever this was with the Neymar Jr, really.

There were days where you acted like an actual, certified couple, and others where you didn't even talk once.

"Sooooooo," Neymar started, running a hand through his hair and looking away. "You want something to drink, or...?"