Neymar's Birthday Novels & Stories

I look up at him, my eyes widening, nervousness gnawing at my insides. “Dante woke me up a minute after midnight. I don’t know how he knows it, but he does.” "Lena?" I ask in my head, hoping she knows anything about this. "I agree. Today is your birthday,"’ she confirms, leaving me speechless again. If she knew, why hasn’t she told me? Living my life in so much uncertainty about my birth parents, my home, and even my birth date has been a heavyweights clinging to my heart. Tears well up in my eyes, and I turn away from Nate as I try to figure out how to conceal them. I reach for my phone to check the actual date when Nate precedes me, saying, “It’s the 24th of January. We should celebrate.”

He sighs and places his head on his hands. "March 1st," He replies. My jaw drops. He looks up and stares at me. Why are you so surprised?" He asks. "Nothing, it's just that..." I trail off. He raises an eyebrow at me. "That what?" "My birthday is on February 29th. But when there is no February 29th, I celebrate my birthday on March 1st," I mumble. His eyes widened. "Oh, so that's why you're saying you're 4. So you're 16?"

This is all I need for my birthday now, thanks Justin. I still can't believe you didn't tell me when your birthday was! —When do you want it?— This date: —08/10/17—. “Little baby, you. Marcos is older than you. Then you can call me "Baby". -Certain. Birthday and I haven't talked in a long time. No I dont think so. Justin yawned as he spoke. Go to sleep, my son.

It is giving me a hard time. “You are born in October, the year 1996 the 11th of the month. We- we celebrated your debut… the only thing that is missing that time is… is the debutant. You- you are not there to be seen by the world.” He said and his face turns so gloomy. “My written birthdate is on November 10, 1997. We didn’t celebrate my debut and not even my birthday.” I said as I try to divert his attention away from me.

He asked curiously. "Mine." She replied, smiling. "How can you have two birthdays at the same time?" "I wonder. My real birthday is January but my brother celebrates it for me every 7th of July. He called it my special birthday from him and that's how it has been over the years now. I keep on forgetting whenever he sends me gifts which is why I used it as my pass code. July 7 feels more like my birthday than January 20. I was born on a different day but I celebrate it on a different day."

“His parents died on his birthday, Serena. His birthday is also his parents’ death anniversary.” Fuck. This was more complicated than I thought. “How has he spent his birthday in the past years then?” “I accompanied him to the grave, then I tried to make him spend my birthday with me two days later.” Nikolai was born on the 27th of May and Rafael was born on the 29th of May. Both of them were close in so many ways that made me wonder why their family forced them to be enemies in the first place. “So we’re going to do the same thing this year?” I asked.

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Looking into his enchanting blue eyes, I softened my face. “What’s the date?” I asked him. “August twenty-seventh, why’s that?” “Huh, I’m nineteen now. Guess I slept through my birthday”. “When was your birthday?” Gunner asked a little shocked. “It was on August fourth”. “Well, you missed mine too, it was July sixteenth” “Oh well, just another year right”. “I think we should have a birthday party, for both of us. It can be a welcome-back slash I-was-in-a-coma-for-my-birthday kind of party. What do you think?” he asked with a hint of excitement in his tone.

The door was closed and I crunched my eyebrow in confusion. I opened the door and screamed in surprise as the light beamed and everyone jumped up. "Surprise!!! Happy birthday!!!" They yelled as my eyes widen. "Birthday?" I asked as Neha came in with a homemade birthday cake. "Today is July 7," she said as my eyes widen. Today is my birthday! "I forgot," I said as Jaylen laughed and bumped his shoulder to me. "You always forget," he said as I blushed. Yea he is not wrong. I always forget my birthday. I get too busy to look at dates.

Yannie Ace Ruiz "Yannie!" Veron called out to me loudly, happily approaching with Ivory and Jenny. "Where's our birthday boy?" Veron asked me. Veron, along with Jenny and Ivory, came to the store to pick up Jomar, and we were all planning to go to Jomar's house together. It's Sunday today, and it's Jomar's 22nd birthday. Mrs. Maricel graciously allowed us to close the store early to attend Jomar's small and simple birthday celebration.