Apart | Neymar Jr.

"Schatz, we have to go!", Erik claims from downstairs, "The limosine is waiting"

"Just a second!", I yell back and straighten my red chiffon dress which matches my black high heels perfectly.

I changed slightly in the last two months; my hair is now longer and dyed blonde, today I am having curls which looks super cute as my stylist would say.

Erik smiles as I walk down the stairs, pecking my lips quickly.

"You look gorgeous, Liebe"

"And you look handsome baby", I reply and follow him to the car, interwining our hands.

We drive for about thirty minutes but Erik and I sit there in comfortable silence most of the time, my thoughts drift to Ney's message yesterday.

I haven't replied yet because I just didn't know what to write. If I would ask him something like 'Are you still in love with me?' or 'Why are you texting me, you were angry for months', it would turn out quite awkward.

I am never going to see or to talk to him again anyways...

"We are there, Monsieur, Mademoiselle", the driver announces, causing me to snap out of my little daze.

"Thank you Sir", Erik says and holds the door open for me, reaching for my hand.

"You are such a gentleman", I smile and he grins back, pecking my cheek.

"Only for you Schatz"

I absolutely love it when he calls me German things like 'Schatz' or 'Liebe', it just rolls of his tongue much easier than English and sounds so romantic and gentle.

We reach the red carpet after only a few steps, stepping onto it and immediately being greeted by yells coming from the paparazzis.

'Erik, Allison, over here!'

'Erik, is it true that you will be leaving the BVB to go to Real Madrid?'

'Allison, we heard you are pregnant, tell us more about it!'

I almost laugh at the last comment, I am clearly not getting pregnant while I am still this young.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but Erik and I are not having a baby"

Erik sneakes his arm around my waist and pulls me farther onto the red carpet then we let the paparazzis take a few photos of us and make our way to the interview section where an excited reporter already waits for us.

"Allison, Erik, it's such an honor to meet you two!", she claims, shaking our both hands.

We mumble a few friendly words before she asks the first question.

"Erik, there are rumors that you will leave the BVB for Real Madrid! Is this true?"

"I am sorry for all of my fans who also like Real Madrid but I am not thinking of leaving the BVB in the coming years", Erik replies patiently and the reporter nods, turning herself in my direction.

"How does it feel to be the girlfriend of a famous football player just like Erik or for example... Neymar?"

I take a deep breath, innerly counting to three before answering.

"It doesn't depend on how famous your boyfriend is, the most important thing is definitely that you are truly in love with the one you are with"

Erik sends me a sweet smile and his grip tightens, causing my lips to curve up into a smile aswell.

"That is honestly so cute", the reporter squeals, "but answer me one more question before I let the two of you go again"

I hate reporters and their endless questions.