1

"I can't believe we're finally here!" I squealed.

"I know! We've waited for so long!" My best friend, Lauren answered.

Lauren and I had just arrived at our new apartment here in Barcelona. It was
a drastic change from our home in Los Angeles. We decided to move here
because we just wanted to be more independent and nothing is better than
moving to a different country with your best friend.

I loved Los Angeles and it was pretty hard to move but at the same time,
I'm glad I'm here in Barcelona now. I was glad to leave a few things behind.
For example, my "ex" Liam. Every time I think of him, it just makes me
want to burst into tears. All that is needed to know is that he completely
fucked me over. He just messed with my feelings and led me on. It was all
very over the top but now, I know I'm going to be happier. Even if I'm not
with a guy.

Our apartment was pretty plain at the moment, it just had the basic things
like couches, a small TV, appliances for the kitchen but Lauren and I did
order a bunch of stuff to go in to our apartment.

The area was really nice here and I knew that the neighbors would be really
friendly as a lot of them were elderly or really small families.

"Lauren, I'm going to look around to see if there are any places for a job." I
told her as I picked up my handbag and headed out the door. I sort of knew
my way around here because I have been to Barcelona on holiday before.

I ended up finding my way to the classic Nike store. Luckily, they had a
poster outside, advertising for people to be hired. I made my way inside the
store.
It was definitely bigger than the one in LA.

I walked up to the counter and a man with blonde hair and brown eyes
smiled at me.

"Hi, can I help?" He asked.

"Yeah, I saw your poser outside. You're hiring people?" I answered.

"Oh yes of course." He looked behind the counter and pulled out a notebook
with a pen.

"Can I take your name please?" He asked me.

"Camila Cabello." I replied.

"And your phone number." He said.

I gave him my phone number, which he jotted down.

"Thank you, we'll ring you as soon as possible." He smiled.

I returned the smile and then walked out the store.

As I walked out, I bumped into a huge group of guys, causing my purse to

fall over and everything to fall out. Including my pads and tampons.

'It's okay Cam, they're just guys. It's not like they haven't seen tampons
before'. I muttered to myself.

"Sorry bonita, I should've looked where I was going." One of the guys said.

"Sin preocupaciones." I answered without making eye contact.

We both bent down and he tried to help me gather all my things but I
quickly tried to grab all my lady essentials and put them in my bag but it
was too late because the guy picked one up and studied it carefully.
He looked at me and we both made eye contact. He had such beautiful hazel
eyes. You could fall in love with them so easily. I snapped out of my
thoughts and carefully took it out of his hands before shoving it back into
my bag.

I stood up, as did the other guy.

"Sorry once again." He smiled.

"It's okay." I said and walked off.

I thought about that guy again.

Where have I seen him from?

I shook my head, distracting myself from the guy I just made an awkward
encounter with and continued to walk back to my apartment.

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 2

I was stood by the kitchen door, waiting for all the guys who were moving
in our furniture to leave.

I was so excited to just jump on the brand new couches and watch some TV.
I was a pretty lazy person.

Lauren was currently out looking for a job since I told her that I found one
at Nike and was waiting for a call back.

"That's everything Miss Cabello, is there anything else we can do?" One of
the guy asked me.

"No, thank you so much for your help!" I smiled.

"De nada." He returned the smile and left the apartment.

I had my phone in my hand and dived straight onto the couch and did
exactly what I was hoping to do.

Completely nothing.

Out of nowhere, my phone started to ring so I answered it.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hola, Miss Cabello?" The person on the other line said.

"Yes, who is speaking?"

"I'm Amanda, the store manager of Nike here in Barcelona. One of my

employees gave me your details. You're looking for a job am I right?" She
said.

"Oh yes. I came in yesterday."

"Mhm. Well if you want the job, its yours. Be here tomorrow at nine sharp
to become a trainee." She said and ended the call.

Damn, she seems sassy.

Within another hour, Lauren finally came home. She plopped down on the
couch, looking exhausted.

"Found a job?" I asked.

"Yep. In Starbucks." She gave me a thumbs up.

"Fair enough, I got the job at Nike." I smiled.

She nodded her head and went upstairs to her room.

I was getting ready to go to the Nike store today since I obviously wanted
the job.

I wore a plain white t-shirt with some black jeans that were ripped at the
knees. I left my hair in its natural form and applied a little bit of concealer
to my under eyes. Finally, I just added a tinted lip balm and gathered all my
things, then heading out the door.

After a ten minute walk, I arrived at the Nike store and walked inside,
straight to the counter. There was a lady behind there who had long thick
blonde hair and a full block fringe. She was about middle aged, as there was
some wrinkles starting to appear on her face. Her name tag read 'Amanda.
Store Manager'.

"Hi. I'm Camila Cabello, I applied for a job." I smiled at Amanda.

"Ah, Camila. Yes come follow me." She said sheepishly and I followed her
behind the desk and into the "Staff room".

"This is Andres, he'll be training you for the next few days. It does't take
that long to get a grasp of how it works here."

Andres was a tall, brown haired boy. He looked around twenty three ish.
My age.

He had two dimples that were on either sides of his cheeks. They stood out
a lot.

"Andres, start training her." Amanda instructed her.

We both walked back out to the main desk.

"So you already know me, what's your name?" He asked.

"Camila." I smiled.

He smiled back.

For most of the day, I was told how to work the walkie talkie things and
then was shown where to go to bring the trainers out and everything else
that was stored in the back of the store.

Finally, I had to serve some customers, before calling it a day.

Andres was stood right behind me as I served customers.

"Can I help?" I shouted to the person who was next in queue.

He put down a pair of joggers and a plain Nike shirt. I scanned both items
before placing them into a bag.

"That's seventy eight fifty please." I read the price then looked up at the
guy.

He was wearing some dark sunglasses and a snapback to cover himself up.
He brought out his notes and looked at me whilst handing the money.

He frowned and studied me.

"I recognize you." He said. He thought about it for longer then his frown
softened.

"I met you yesterday, outside the store. You dropped your lady essentials."
He chuckled.

I took the money from his hand, embarrassed and typed away on the till.

"Your receipt is in the bag." I said, ignoring his comment before.

He chuckled again.

"It was nice meeting you again Playtex." He winked and walked off,
leaving me shocked.

I sighed and turned around to Andres who was blatantly confused.

"It's a long story." I said to him and he nodded still unsure.

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 3

"Get me a really nice frappe." I told Lauren.

I was currently at Starbucks, while she was working.

She rolled her eyes and walked away.

I was reading a book, while sat by myself.

"Aw, look who it is." I heard someone say.

I looked up from my book and saw that guy.

Oh my God. Where does he come from?

I furrowed my eyebrows at him.

"How you doing, Playtex?" He gave me a head nod.

"Great. Thanks." I clenched my jaw.

He took a seat opposite me and put his hands in front of him.

"Right okay then." I said, while closing my book.

"Watcha reading?" He asked.

I showed him the cover, "The Kite Runner."

"Never heard of it. What's it about?" He asked as if he was genuinely

interested.

I was surprised.
"It's about a boy, Amir, who grew up in Afghanistan. One of his best
friends, Hassan, who is actually his brother, has basically always got his
back since he's a coward. One day, Hassan was getting beaten up by some
older boys and Amir saw it all but since he's a coward, he didn't do
anything. He basically feels so much guilt, he becomes horrible to Hassan.
Hassan and his "dad" leave Amir's family. Anyway, the Russians start war
in Afghanistan so Amir and his dad leave the country and move to America.
Years later, after the Russians have gone, a group form in Afghanistan,
which are the Talibans. So Amir is happily married but he has to go back
home urgently. When he gets there, he's told that Hassan is actually his
brother and was killed. Amir then needs to go and find his nephew and take
him so his life is better in America." I explained.

The guy looked at me with his jaw wide open.

"Wow." He said.

"What?" I laughed lightly.

"That sounds amazing." He said.

"Well, both the book and film are good and made me cry endlessly." I
smiled.

"I might watch it or read it." He said.

"I'm Camila, by the way. So you can stop calling me Playtex." I informed
him.

"Awh, I liked that nickname." He pouted. "I'm Neymar."

"Nice to meet you Neymar."

"You too Camila." Neymar smiled.

Lauren eventually came over and placed the frappe down in front of me.

She looked over at Neymar then at me.

"Oh Neymar, this is my best friend, Lauren." I said.

"Nice to meet you Lauren, I'm Neymar. I guess I'm a friend of Camila's."
He put his hand out.

Lauren quickly wiped her hands on her apron then shook Neymar's hand.

"Nice to meet you too. I'll leave you guys alone." Lauren nudged me.

I rolled my eyes.

"Tell me about yourself Playtex."

"Okay. Well, I'm from the USA, I'm nineteen y-"

"Wait, you're nineteen?!"

"Uh yeah." I said taking a sip of my drink.

"God damn, you do not look it." He huffed.

I smiled.

"Well, what about you then?" I asked.

"Well, I'm Brazilian, I'm 24, I'm a professional footballer-"

"That's where I know you from!" I exclaimed.

"Oh, so you already did your research?" He smirked.

"No. I just didn't know where I recognized you from but you answered my
question." I smiled.

"Well it was nice meeting you properly Playtex. Or Camila. Whichever you
prefer." He winked.

"Camila please." I beamed.

"Anyway, I know we're not exactly that close but can I have your number.
Just to hang out some other time." He scratched the back of his neck
awkwardly.

I chuckled, "Of course."

He gave me his phone and I inserted my number.

"Okay, I'll maybe text you later." He winked and then walked off.

Lauren came out of no where and shocked me by squealing loudly.

"I heard basically most of that! Oh my God Cam, a guy has come into your
life!"

"What you trying to say?" I teased.

She giggled, "You so like him, don't even deny it."

"I mean, he's hot and all but I don't know if it's more I see in him." I picked
up my frappe and drank it.

"Well maybe this guy is different."

"Maybe." I bit my lip.

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 4

It was a really busy day at work and I hadn't got a chance to sit down and
have a break.

There wasn't that many staff in today either mainly because they were sick.
It was probably a bug going round.

"Camila, you're on tills." Andres instructed.

I went over to the tills and called over the next customer.

"Hola." I said.

"Hola." He replied.

I scanned his items and placed them into a bag as there was a lot of them.

"That's eighty euros, senor." I checked the price.

He looked down at his wallet, counting the euros and then looked up at me.
He glanced at me for a few seconds and I awkwardly stood there.

"Have I seen you before?" He asked me.

"Um, nope, I don't think so." I answered.

I thought about whether I recognized him as well.

He had very dark brown hair and brown eyes. He looked quite similar to
Neymar if I'm honest. Just the features.

"No sorry, I don't recognize you." I said.

"Ah, I must be thinking of someone else." He chuckled.

He handed me the money and I put it into the till. I gave him his change and
put his receipt in the bag.

"Hasta luego." I said.

"Adios," he replied.

For the rest of the day, I carried on doing the tills until the last couple of
hours, I had to help customers.

I was stacking some trainers on the shelf when someone tapped my

shoulder. I got up and faced them.

He was looking down at his trainers, "Hi, can you get these in a size eight
and a half please?" He looked at me.

A smile grew on my face.

"When will you ever leave me alone?" I chuckled taking the trainer from
his hand.

"You're irresistible." Neymar smirked.

"I'll be back." I told him.

I went to the back and got his trainers and then came back out.

He was sitting on one of the benches with both elbows on his knees and his
fingers intertwined with each other.

I swear when any guy does that, it's just hot.

"I got your shoes." I told him.

His eyes looked up at me and he sat up straight.

I handed the box and he opened it up, trying on his trainers.

"They fit." He said, "Thank you."

"Alright, I'll take them up to the counter." I smiled.

Neymar walked to the till and I went behind it to scan his trainers.

The shop was completely empty now and it was only me and Amanda left
in the store.

"That's fifty five euros please." I said.

Neymar inserted his card while I put the Nike box in a bag for him.

He typed his pin in and the receipt printed out, which I put in his bag.

"Have a good evening." I smiled.

"What are you doing for the rest of the night?" Neymar asked me.

"Nothing, just going home to Lauren." I replied.

"Let me take you somewhere." He offered.

"It's alright, don't worry about it." I said.

"No, I want to get to know you more." He smiled.

"Okay, wait here while I go and get my stuff." I smiled back. I figured why
not. He seemed pretty nice and it would be fun to get to know him more.
Besides, I don't know anyone here in Barcelona.

He nodded his head.

I went to the staff area and got my bag.

"See you later Amanda." I said to my manager.

"Buenos noches, Camila."

I smiled at her and went back to see Neymar.

He noticed me and smiled.

"Let's go." I said.

We walked outside of the store and he showed me the way to his car.

It was a white Audi R8.

I tried to hide the fact that I was completely amazed.

He opened the passenger door for me.

"Gracias." I smiled and got inside.

I did my seat belt and then pulled out my phone.

I texted Lauren quickly.

Camila: Out with Neymar, don't wait up x

I watched the delivered sign turn to read and then she started typing.

Lauren: Have fun ;))

I laughed and put my phone away.

"What's funny?" Neymar asked, turning the engine on.

"Just Lauren." I sighed.

"You guys are pretty close." He said.

"Well yeah, she's my best friend. She means a heck of a lot to me." I
laughed.

"How long have you known her for?" He asked.

"When we were in high school. At fourteen." I said.

"And you guys are nineteen now?"

"Yupp."

"So how come you're in Barca. I mean, you sound American."

"Well, we both loved Barcelona, our families went on holiday together and
it was just an idea we both thought of. So then our parents surprised us with
one way tickets to Barcelona on my birthday." I explained it briefly.

"Oh, when's your birthday?" He asked.

"March. They obviously booked it early because it would give us time to

prepare."

"That's really sweet of them." He said.

"It was indeed. It's the fact that they can trust us so much to live in a
different country on our own."

"I wouldn't let my son do that in the future. I'd be paranoid."

"You have a son?!" I exclaimed.

"Mhm." He said, turning his engine off, which made me realize that we're
here.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"At my house." He said.

I raised my eyebrows and unbuckled my seat belt.

I picked up my bag and got out the car.

Neymar locked it behind him and I followed him.

His house was gigantic.

There was only one word to describe it and that was 'wow'.

It was bigger than any other house I've seen in LA.

I gulped and carried on walking beside Neymar.

He unlocked his front door and we walked in.

"Make yourself at home. Mi casa es tu casa." He opened his arms,

chuckling.

I put my bag down and sat down on one of his couches.

"Want anything to drink?" He asked.

"Nah, I'm good." I said.

He sat down opposite me.

"So Camila, tell me about you." He said.

"Well what do you wanna know?" I asked.

"Um, how many siblings do you have?" He asked.

"One younger sister, Sofia." I answered.

"Same. Her name's Rafaella." Neymar smiled.

"Ah, how old is she?" I asked.

"Twenty. What about yours?" He asked me.

"She's only eight."

"Awh, have you got any photos?" He asked.

I nodded my head and pulled out my phone.

I showed him a picture.

"She's so cute!" He exclaimed.

"Thank you. I guess."

"Is that Lauren with you guys?" He asked.

"Yeah." I smiled remembering that day.

"I'll show you Rafa, hang on." Neymar said.

He scrolled through his phone and then sat beside me. He showed me a
picture of his Brazilian goddess of a sister.

"Oh. My. God." I said.

He chuckled.

"She is fucking gorgeous." I looked wide eyed at him.

"I guess it's in our genes." He winked and I rolled my eyes.

"So when did you move to Barcelona?" I asked.

"Well when Barcelona FC signed me."

"Which was?"

"In 2013."

"Oh, not that long ago then."

"What about you?" He asked.

"Like a week." I laughed.

"Awww you're a newbie." He pulled on my cheek lightly

I rolled my eyes.

"So your family are still in Brazil?" I asked.

"Indeed they are. I do see them a lot though, they come to visit regularly
and I see them in Brazil a lot."

"That's cute. My family moved to America in 2003." I beamed.

"Oh, where did you live before that?" He asked.

"In Cuba." I said.

"No way! I would've never of guessed."

"Yep. I was born there, then we moved to Miami and after a short while, we
moved to LA, which is where I met Lauren and a bunch of my other
friends." I told him.

"Oh wow, fair play. So Sofia was born in America?"

"Yep."
"I was just born and bred in Brazil. But hey, we're both South American."
He winked.

"Whoopie." I said sarcastically.

Neymar's jaw dropped and he frowned.

"I'm joking. Tell me more about your family."

"Okay, well my dad is really big headed." He laughed.

"Why's that?"

"Well he called me Neymar." He said as if it's the most obvious thing ever.

"So...?"

"Camila, do you know my real name?"

"No?"

"It's Neymar da silva Santos JUNIOR." He said emphasizing the 'junior'.

"Ohhhh. That's pretty cute." I smiled.

He rolled his eyes.

"What's your son called?" I asked.

"Davi Lucca." His eyes lit up at the mention of his son.

"Can I see a picture of him?"

"Of course!" He beamed.

He showed me his lock screen and my heart melted.

"Oh my God, he's adorable!" I exclaimed.

"He is my son." Neymar smirked.

"Yeah but he doesn't look a lot like you. He must have your wife's genes."

Neymar furrowed his eyebrows, "I'm not married."

"Oh, your girlfriend then."

"I'm single." Neymar said.

"Oh. Okay." I said frowning. I acted as if I wasn't confused.

"Carolina and I get half custody each. She lives in Brazil."

"Oh, wow."

"Yeah, our relationship just didn't work out as well as we wanted it to but
we didn't let it stop us from becoming good parents." He sighed.
"That's really sweet of you both."

He smiled, "We are really good friends now thought and I am completely
over all my exes."

I smiled at him.

"Have you been in any relationship?" Neymar asked me.

I sighed, "It's sort of complicated."

"I'm all ears. I'll listen carefully."

"Okay well." I started. "So there was this guy called Liam that I met at a
party. We were talking you know as you do and then after a while, we
ended up getting really close. Everyone saw us as in a relationship but
hadn't put a label on it yet so he wasn't really my boyfriend but we acted as
if we were in a relationship."

"What happened?" Neymar frowned.

"He led me on. He made me feel like he actually liked me and that he was
officially going to ask me to be his girlfriend. He played me. All that time,
for a year, he was speaking to someone else, someone better. He was going
to be in a relationship with her."

"Oh my god. What a cunt. So are they together then?"

"Nope. After I found out, I was obviously devastated and she found out too
and was sympathetic for me but obviously didn't want to be with a player so
she broke it off with him."

"That's really nice of her. Most girls wouldn't give two shits." Neymar
remarked.

"I know, but I guess I got lucky." I looked down. "It was even worse once
he found out I was moving, he begged me to come back and told me he
loved me and begged for forgiveness."
"What did you say?"

"I told him to never speak to me again."

"Good on you."

I smiled brightly.

"Camila."

"Yes."

"Did you love Liam?"

I didn't say anything for a moment.

"Yeah, I did." I chuckled in embarrassment.

"That sucks even more."

"Tell me about it."

I looked down. The thought of everything I went through with Liam just
crossed my mind. What did I do to deserve a dickhead in my life like him?

Neymar came and put his arm around me, "Hey. Don't think about him."

I smiled at Neymar.

"Tomorrow I have training and I wanted to know if you wanted to meet

some of my team mates. They'd love you."

"Sure, what time?"

"I'll pick you up at about five ish."

"Okay, is it alright if you drop me off now? I'll give you directions to my
apartment."
"Yeah okay."

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 5

"Don't worry, they don't bite." Neymar told me.

We were at Barcelona's training ground and I was currently going to meet

all his team mates. Neymar told me a bit about some of them already but I
was still nervous.

"Stay here, I'm just gonna put some stuff inside the changing rooms."
Neymar said.

I waited as he told me to.

After a while, he came back.

"Come on, let's go."

We walked outside onto the training ground where there was a bunch of
boys there.

"Ay, Ney brought a girl." One of them said. I recognized him. He was
Shakira's husband. Gerard Pique.

All his team mates made their way over to us and suddenly, there was a
crowd around us.

"Introduce us to your girl Ney." Another person said.

"This is Camila and she is NOT my girl." He said.

"Not yet." One of them sniggered.

He was the guy I saw at the store yesterday. He said he recognized me.
What's he doing here?

Neymar punched his arm and he laughed but groaned at the same time.

"Hi Camila. I'm Leo." One of the guys said.

"Nice to meet you."

"You too." He smiled.

"Okay Camila, this is my team."

He then pointed to each individual player and told me their names, "This is
Gerard, Luis, Marc-Andre, Munir, Javier, Claudio, Arda, Andre, Denis,
Andres, Ivan, Sergio, Sergi and Rafinha."

Rafinha. That's his name.

"I've seen you before, this time I'm not crazy." Rafinha stepped forward.

"No, you're not this time." I laughed.

"So now I know who you are." He chuckled.

"Yupp."

"Okay boys." Someone shouted. I looked over and I'm guessing it was the
head coach.

"You need to start training. Why have you stopped?" He asked.

"Oh Lucho, this is my friend Camila, I brought her to introduce her to some
people. She's new in Barcelona." Neymar said.

"Ah. Camila, it's nice to meet you. Welcome to Barcelona." Lucho smiled.

"Gracias."
"Where are you from?" He asked.

"Originally from Cuba but I came from America."

"Oh that's interesting." He said.

"Well, you can do whatever you like. You can sit down or you can train
with the boys, it's up to you."

"Train with us Camila." Gerard said.

"Yeah, it'll be fun!" Sergi said.

"Okay, why not. I've never actually played soccer before." I answered.

"It's football." Neymar said.

"Oh yeah, sorry." I blushed.

"Let's start with passing drills." Lucho instructed.

We were all in a circle. Javier was in the middle and Neymar had the ball.
He passed to Javier who then passed to Andres, who was next to Neymar.
Neymar and Javier swapped positions, so Neymar was in the middle.
Andres passed to Neymar and Neymar passed to Leo who was next to
Andres. It kept going like that so the person in the middle swapped with the
person who just passed the ball to them.

It was very confusing but after a while, we managed to get the hang of it.

I kept messing up but I didn't really care, they were all professionals and I
wasn't

We ended up playing a little game. I was on the opposite side of Neymar

with Rafinha, Leo, Sergio and Andres.

I thought we had a chance of winning.

Leo currently had the ball and he passed it to Rafinha. Rafinha passed it
back. They were slowly creeping towards the goal and I was chilling there
talking to Marc-Andre.

"I really don't know how to play this game properly." I said.

Marc-Andre was fully focused on the game.

"You need to try. The key is to keep your eye on the ball." He said.

"Yeah but that's effort." I complained.

"Camila!" Rafinha shouted.

He kicked the ball in my direction and I panicked. I let it bounce on the side
of my foot.

It was directed into the right hand side of the goal. Marc-Andre, dived to
save it but it just about missed his finger tips and went straight in.

"Oh my God. I just scored a goal." I said to myself.

"Yes Camila! Well done!" Rafinha shouted. He came over to me and gave
me a tight hug.

"Uh thanks?" I answered.

At the end of the game, we won 2-1.

Leo scored another goal and Neymar scored a goal for his team.

"Great training session boys." Lucho said as they all walked into the
changing room.

I was standing outside, waiting for Neymar.

"Just come inside Camila, it's just us." Gerard said.

"That's gross. No." I said.

He secured his arm tightly around my neck and dragged me into the
changing room.

Unfortunately, I couldn't get out of his grasp.

He let me go once I got inside.

The smell of sweat was lingering around everywhere and I coughed while
fanning the smell away.

"It's not that bad." Denis defended.

"Its horrific." I answered.

I looked at Neymar who was taking his time in changing.

"Can you hurry up please? Lauren's waiting for me." I said to Neymar.

"Who's Lauren?" Rafinha asked.

"My bestest friend in the whole wide world." I smiled.

"You sound like a three year old." Neymar picked up his bag.

"Well, I can be a three year old if I wanna be a three year old." I argued.

"You're nineteen so you can't be." Neymar argued back.

"You're nineteen?!" Luis exclaimed.

"Yes I am." I said proudly.

"Jesus, you don't seem like it." He said.

"Yeah, she's too immature to be nineteen." Neymar chuckled.

I rolled my eyes at him, "Just take me home."

"Just take me home!" Neymar started singing Style by Taylor Swift.

"Oh, just take me home." Rafinha joined in.

"Oh my God, shut up!" I screamed.

They both started laughing but finally, Neymar took me home.

It took a while but I was glad to be back in my apartment.

"I had fun today, thank you." I smiled at Neymar.

"No problem." He smiled back.

Neymar waited until I got inside my apartment before driving off.

Lauren was waiting on one of the couches for me.

"Finally!" She exclaimed.

"Awh, you missed me." I said.

"Of course I did. I was lonely." She said.

"Awh, what did you do today?" I asked her.

I put my things down on the coffee table and picked up my phone and sat
down with it.

"Not much." She said quickly.

I looked at her.

"Lauren, what's up?" I asked.

She paused for a moment and sighed.

"There's this guy at work and he asked me on a date but I didn't know what
to say and we've only known each other for like a few days." She said.

"Aw, Lauren. That's great. You should go!" I told her.

"I just don't want things to go too fast."

"They won't if you tell him how you feel, I'm sure he'll understand."

"Okay. I'll go on it." She smiled.

I smiled back at her.

"Anyway, what's going on with you and Neymar?" She wiggled her
eyebrows.

"It's nothing serious. I guess we're just friends right now." I said honestly.

"I feel like he has a soft spot for you." She raised her brows.

"Nah. I mean, he's a professional footballer, he has girls chasing after him,
he can have anyone he wants so why would he go for a simple girl like me.
His expectations are bound to be high and me being the midget I am, I don't
reach up to them." I explained.

Lauren laughed, "All guys are different Cam, Neymar seems like a good
guy, let's pray he doesn't turn out to be an asshole."

I rolled my eyes.

I went to the kitchen to get a drink and joined Lauren again. We got Netflix
up and watched In Your Eyes. It was a really good movie.

After that, we watched Love Rosie and ended up sleeping on the couch.

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 6

(Note: this isn't the actual fountain in Salou, but I only had this picture
from when I went there. It's actually the one in the centre of
Barcelona.)

"Rise and shine princess." A voice awakened me. I heard the curtains being
swooped out the way. I really did not want to get up.

I rubbed my eyes and yawned and then took a moment to let them adjust to
my room.

Neymar was stood in front of me, waving his hand in front of my face.

"How did you get in?" I said in my groggy morning voice.

"Um Lauren let me in." He said.

I put my head in my pillow, "why is she up so early?"

"Because she's Lauren." Neymar said as if it was the most obvious thing.

I looked at him for a moment.

"True." I answered. "Now what do you want?"

"You're going to be spending the next few days with me. I'm going to show
you a few of my favourite places around Barcelona." He informed me.

I yawned and then sat up.

"What have you got in mind?" I asked while rubbing my eyes again.
"Today we're going to Cap Salou." He said.

I looked at him puzzled.

"It's about an hour away from here but it's worth it. It's beautiful there."

I sighed, "okay then."

"Get ready in about an hour, it's hot over there so wear minimal clothing."
He said.

I gave him a stern look.

"Only because it's hot!" He smirked and then walked out of my room.

I rolled my eyes and got out of my bed, unwillingly.

I went straight to the bathroom to have a cold shower.

Once I finished showering, I went ahead and brushed my teeth. I did my

morning skin care which was plainly just washing my face with a facial
wash.

With a towel wrapped around my body and hair, I walked back to my room
and patted myself dry.

I applied a moisturiser all over my body, as well as some sun screen.

I then got changed into a simple casual outfit.

(Instead of heels, they're trainers.)

For makeup, I did a simple makeup look of foundation, contour, brows,

mascara and a matte lip gloss.

I left my hair in its natural wavy state. I got a simple side bag and threw in
some necessities.

Finally, I sprayed a bit of perfume over me and then headed downstairs.

Neymar was sat on one of the couches on his phone.

"Where's Lauren?" I asked.

"She went out." He said looking at his phone still.

I went to the kitchen and picked up a cereal bar. I ate away.

When I got back into the living room, Neymar was still on his phone.

"Ready?" I asked.

He locked his phone then took a moment to look at my outfit.

"Yep. Let's go." He said.

We both made our way to the door. I made sure it was locked behind me
and then got out of the apartment and to Neymar's car.

He brought a matte black range rover today, which was personally my

favourite car.

The windows were tinted so attention wasn't drawn to us.

I got inside the car, which was actually quite a big step for me to reach up
to.

Once I got inside, I found a pot of chewing gum in Neymar's car and
popped one in my mouth.

Neymar looked at me, then at the pot and back at me.

"Who do you think you are?" He said with disgust.

"Camila." I answered back.

He rolled his eyes and turned the engine on.

After a while, we got onto the freeway and I was listening to the radio.
Closer by The Chainsmokers started playing and I sang along.

I put my face right next to Neymar's, "Hey. I was doing just fine before I
met you, I drink too much and that's an issue but I'm okay."

He looked at me and chuckled.

"Hey, tell your friends it was nice to meet them but I hope I never see them
again."

I moved back into my own space and put both hands on my chest, "I know
it breaks your heart moved to the city in a broke down car and four years,
no calls, now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar and I, I, I, I, I can't stop.
No, I, I, I, I, I can't stop."

Neymar was smiling, while keeping his eyes on the road.

I then picked up my phone and used it as a microphone, "So baby pull me

closer in the back seat of your Rover that I know you can't afford. Bite that
tattoo on your shoulder, pull the sheets right off the corner of that mattress
that you stole from your roommate back in Boulder, we ain't ever getting
older."

"Coincidence that we're in a Rover?" Neymar smirked.

I slapped his arm and he laughed.

I carried on singing, "You, look as good as the day I met you. I forget just
why I left you, I was insane. Stay, and play that Blink-182 song that we beat
to death in Tucson, okay."

Neymar glanced over at me as I sang the next bit, "I know it breaks your
heart, moved to the city in a broke down car and four years, no call, now
I'm looking pretty in a hotel bar and I, I, I, I, I can't stop. No, I, I, I, I, I can't
stop."

We both looked forward and I could hear Neymar murmuring along to the
song with me, "So baby pull me closer in the back seat of your Rover that I
know you can't afford. Bite that tattoo on your shoulder, pull the sheets right
off the corner of that mattress that you stole from your roommate back in
Boulder, we ain't ever getting older."

I moved my head along to the beat of the song, while Neymar was tapping
his fingers on the wheel.

"So baby pull me closer in the back seat of your Rover that I know you can't
afford. Bite that tattoo on your shoulder, pull the sheets right off the corner
of that mattress that you stole from your roommate back in Boulder, we
ain't ever getting older." I sang the last bit and then started going crazy for
the end of the song.

"Not going to lie, but you're a good singer." Neymar said.

"Why thank you. I'd say the same about you but, eh." I teased.

"Shut up."

"Well you were hardly singing!" I defended.

"Okay, fair enough."

Neymar parked the car on the side of the road somewhere and we both got
out after he turned the engine off.

"So where would you like to go?" Neymar asked.

"You're the tour guide, show me around."

There were market type shops everywhere. They were all completely
different but looked interesting.

"Okay, well follow me then." He instructed.

He led me to a jewelry shop. There were a bunch of rings so I walked

straight to them.
I tried some on but one of them stood out the most. It was very simple and
had a diamond shape on it. I tried it on and it fit perfectly on my finger. I
then took it off and put it back in it's place.

Neymar was on his phone at the entrance.

"Did you find anything you liked?" He asked.

"Nope." I lied.

"Okay, well let's go." He said.

We then started looking around all the other shops. A lot of people stopped
Neymar to take photos with him but it didn't bother me because we're in
Barcelona. They're bound to of been excited to see him.

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 7

After a lot of looking around and some shopping, we made our way to the
fountains of Salou. Neymar said that at night, they looked gorgeous.

It was ten o'clock in the evening. I was starving but I did want to look at
these fountains.

From the shops we went to, I bought an anklet and a few dresses.

The fountains were lit up, with different colors and yes, they were
absolutely gorgeous.

I got up my Snapchat and started recording the fountains. I was absolutely

mesmerized from them. They looked beautiful

After about half an hour, Neymar finally took me to a place to eat. I wasn't
sure what it was called but it was quite nice inside.

The waiter gave us our menus and I skimmed through it all.

"Know what you're going to get?" Neymar asked.

"Probably the chicken Paella." I said.

"Good choice." He said.

The waiter came over and took our orders. Neymar ordered a steak.

"Did you like Salou then?" Neymar asked me.

"This place is really nice. It's quiet." I looked outside the window.
"I love it here. It's one of my favorite places." Neymar smiled.

"I can see why."

Soon, the waiter came over and brought our food over.

I didn't think twice before going straight in and eating the Paella.

It felt like my taste buds were doing the tango as I let it sit in my mouth.

"Oh my God, this tastes like heaven." I said.

"I know right." Neymar chuckled, cutting up a piece of his steak.

He took a bite and his eyes lit up.

"Oh this is beautiful." He said with food in his mouth.

"That's gross Neymar, close your mouth." I closed my eyes.

"Fine then." He swallowed his food.

"What have you got planned for tomorrow?" I asked Neymar.

"Eager already?" Neymar smirked.

"Shut up." I said, concentrating on my food.

"I'm joking. We are going to the Costa Caribe Water Park." He said.

"I've seen pictures of that place, I really wanted to go!" I exclaimed.

"Well we're going." Neymar chuckled.

I clapped my hands in excitement.

"Just wear your swimwear underneath some normal clothes and you can
change over there."

"Sounds good. I'm excited now!"

"I'll be at yours quite early because it takes a while to get there from
Barcelona."

"Fine by me!"

After we finished our meal, Neymar drove back to Barcelona. I was asleep
for most of the journey.

"Wake up Camila." I heard Neymar say.

I yawned and then opened my eyes.

"Are we here?" I asked.

"Well duh. I wouldn't wake you up for no reason. How harsh do you think I
am?" He said.

"Shut up." I said in a groggy voice.

I fell back asleep but it didn't last because Neymar picked me up bridal
style.

I shrieked and tried to get out of his grasp but it only made him hold onto
me tighter.

"Neymar. Let go of me." I said calmly.

He fake dropped me and I screamed while he was completely pissing

himself.

"You're such a knob." I smacked his chest.

He put me down in front of my apartment door and I unlocked the door.

Neymar followed me inside.

"Yeah sure Neymar, of course you can come in." I said.

"Aw, you cutie." He pinched my cheeks.

We sat down on the couch and I turned the TV on. There was nothing on so
I was on my phone. I was awkwardly lying on the sofa while Neymar rested
his head on my thigh.

"This is boring." Neymar said.

"Baby." I muttered. I changed the channel to a sports channel. It was

obviously football.

Real Madrid was playing against Las Palmas.

Madrid were winning 1-0.

"This is shit too." Neymar moaned.

"Well what do you wanna watch?" I answered back.

"I dunno, let's play a game." Neymar suggested sitting up.

"What have you got in mind?" I asked.

He thought about it for a while.

"Two truths, one lie." He said.

"Alrighty then. You go first." I said.

"Okay." He said, thinking long and hard about what he was going to say.

"Ah I got it. One time, I had to be locked in a changing room because there
was a stampede of Neymarzetes outside waiting for me. I was almost going
to play for Real Madrid and a British club, West Ham, bidded for me."
Neymar smirked.

"I think the lie is that you were bidded for West Ham. I don't think a British
club would notice you that early in your career."

"Incorrect." Neymar said.

"What, really?!" I said in shock.

"Yepp. The lie was that I had to hide in a changing room. It was actually an
airport toilet." He laughed.

"No way!" I said.

"Yep. It was really bad. Anyway, your go." Neymar said.

I thought about what I was going to say.

"Okay, my father is Cuban, my real name Karla and I never had a

Quinceañera party." I smiled.

"Oh this is easy. You real name isn't Karla."

"Haha, you're wrong."

"Really?" He said surprised.

"My father isn't Cuban." I said.

"But you're from Cuba." He said shocked.

"My dad is Mexican, my mum is Cuban and my real name is Karla Camila
Cabello Estrabao." I said.

"Woah and you never had a Quinceañera?" He asked

I shook my head.

We heard the door open. It was obviously Lauren.

"Cam, I'm home." She shouted.

"Yeah, I'm in the living room." I replied.

She walked in and noticed Neymar.

"Oh hi Neymar, I didn't know you were coming over." She smiled.

"Yeah nor did I." I muttered under my breath.

"Did you know her real name is Karla? I didn't know that." Neymar said
loudly.

Lauren laughed, "Yes, I did know that."

"Oh yeah, you're her best friend. Of course you'd know that." Neymar
chuckled in embarrassment.

"Neymar, is Rafinha your best friend?" I asked.

"He's a really good friend of mine but no." Neymar answered.

"Who is then?" I asked.

"Dani." He chuckled at the thought of him.

"I have no idea who that is."

"He used to play with us for Barca but now he's moved to Juventus. But I
still play with him in the national team. Dani was the life of the Barcelona
squad."

He pulled out his phone, ready to show me a photo.

Lauren and I looked at the photo and laughed.

"He looked like a comedian." I said.

"He's so likable." Neymar smiled.

"Do you want anything to eat Neymar?" Lauren asked.

"No I'm okay thanks. I better be going anyway. I have training soon."
Neymar got up.

"Oh I feel bad now, you've been driving me around all day and now you
have training." I said.

"I'm fine docinho." Neymar chuckled.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He winked at me. "It was nice seeing you again
Lauren." He waved at Lauren and she waved back.

With that, Neymar left.

"He's such a good guy." Lauren said.

"Laur, you say that every time."

"Just making sure you knew." She teased.

"Anyway, whose they guy you're going on a date with?" I asked her.

"Jay. The date's tomorrow night."

"No! I'm out with Neymar again tomorrow!" I moaned.

"I'll be fine. Plus you'll probably be home by the time I have to leave. Even
if I'm not, it'll be fine." She smiled.

"Ugh. Okay." I rolled my eyes.

"Get some rest, Cam." She chuckled.

I went upstairs and prepared myself for bed, then drifted off into a deep
sleep.

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 8

I woke up nice and early to get ready for the water park Neymar was taking
me to. I looked at the reviews and they were completely mixed. Half of the
people hated it and the other half loved it. I was a bit worried but maybe
Neymar has everything under control.

I was wearing my bikini under a simple white top and some denim shorts.

I went downstairs and had a basic breakfast, consisting of a normal granola

bar and some strawberry flavoured yogurt.

I made sure that I had everything packed in my bag, before Neymar arrived.

My hair was left into its natural wavy form and I sat down on the couch
waiting for Neymar.

After about ten minutes, the doorbell rang and I gathered all my things and
headed to the door.

I opened it and saw Neymar standing on the other side.

"Ready?" He asked and I nodded my head.

He motioned his head towards the car, signalling for us to go.

Before I shut the door, I shouted out to Lauren, "Lauren I'm leaving, have
fun!"

I didn't bother waiting for a response and just shut the door.

Neymar and I got inside his car and he started to drive away.
"How far is it?" I asked.

"About half an hour." Neymar said.

I threw my head back into my seat. I put my feet on the seat, bringing my
knees up to my chest.

Neymar glanced over at me a few times.

"You bored?" He chuckled.

"Yes." I rolled my eyes. "You know, I was looking at the reviews for this
water park and they didn't seem that great." I told Neymar.

"It's a Tuesday, it won't be that busy, especially since it's not that hot and I
got us some fast pass wrist bands." Neymar winked.

"Really? Should be alright then."

Neymar chuckled and then turned on the radio. Justin Bieber was playing.

Don't you give up, nah-nah-nah

I won't give up, nah-nah-nah

Let me love you

Let me love you

Oh baby, baby

I moved my head along to the beat.

"Oh my God, I love this bit. It's my favourite from the song." I said sitting
up.

I waited for a bit for the next verse to start.

"Don't fall asleep at the wheel, we've got a million miles ahead of us. Miles
ahead of us. All that we need, is a rude awakening to know we're good
enough. Know we're good enough." I sang along.

I then carried on, "Say go through the darkest of days, heaven's a heartbreak
away, never let you go. Never let me down. Oh it's been a hell of a ride,
driving the edge of a knife, never let you go. Never let me down."

"You've actually got a good voice. I think I've said that before..." Neymar
said.

"Why thank you and yes you have." I chuckled.

"So, you're a big fan of Justin Bieber?" He asked.

"Oh yeah, who doesn't love him?" I exclaimed.

"True... I've met him."

"No you haven't." I rolled my eyes.

"No joke, I have, look at either mine or Lewis Hamilton's Instagram."

I did as he said and scrolled down on Neymar's Instagram. Sure enough,

Neymar was sitting in between Justin Bieber and Lewis Hamilton.

"That's goals." I retorted.

"Tell me about it. That was a great summer."

"My summer was just packing and finishing school." I laughed.

"It's a shame you didn't go college." Neymar said.

"Eh, I wouldn't of liked it anyway." I laughed.

"That's a pathetic excuse." Neymar looked at me.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes.

"You could've done something incredible with you future!" He exclaimed.

"True. But then I wouldn't be sitting here right now going to a water park
with you." I winked.

After another ten minutes, we arrived at the water park. I followed Neymar
to the enterance.

I was in my own world day dreaming, I hardly listened to Neymar.

Eventually, we got inside and since we were really early, the actual water
park itself hadn't opened up yet.

"You can go to the girls' bathroom and get changed. I'll be in the boys'."
Neymar suggested. I nodded my head.

He then handed me a key, wristband thing, "That's for your locker."

"Thanks." I smiled and put it around my wrist.

I headed to the bathroom and got undressed, I then put all my belongings
into my bag and then found my locker and placed my stuff into it.

Neymar then came out and put his things into his locker, which was located
next to mine.

"Let's go get our fast pass wristbands." Neymar said.

We went to a desk and Neymar spoke to the lady at the front, requesting for
our fast pass wristbands. She put one on each of our wrists.

Once we were done, the water park finally opened up and we walked inside.

The first thing you could see was two, gigantic pools. This place looked like
so much fun.

"I'm gonna look like a drowned rat after this." I said.

"You'll be fine." Neymar chuckled.

We made our way to the wave pool and I slowly started to creep in, whereas
Neymar had already dived straight in. The water was freezing cold so I was
taking my time.

It was already up to my waist and I was shivering.

"Hurry up Camila, you're taking ages." Neymar rolled his eyes.

"I'm sorry, but this water is freezing cold!" I exclaimed.

"Pussy." He muttered but I heard.

I splashed some water at him and he laughed.

"That was a mistake." He winked.

He grabbed onto my arm and as much as I tried to push him away, he was
too strong and he dunked my head, completely under the water.

Once I got back up, I gasped for air and squealed as it was so cold.

"Oh you're such an asshole!" I screamed.

Neymar laughed and started running awkwardly through the water.

"Okay, enough of that, let's go on a ride." He said.

The first one we saw was one called El Torrente.

We didn't have to que up so went straight ahead onto the ride. We sat down
on one of those inflatable boats and one of the workers pushed us. Neymar
was opposite me and I started laughing at him laughing and waving his
hands around everywhere.

Water was splashing us from different angles. A massive wave just crashed
over us and before you knew it, a flash went off and our photo was taken.

We soon got to the end of the ride and got off of the inflatable boat.
"That was so much fun!" I squealed as we started walking to the pool.

"It was wasn't it." Neymar chuckled.

"Where next?" I asked.

"Onto this ride." Neymar pointed at this very very very very tall tower. It
was definitely going to be a long walk.

"You're not scared of heights are you?" He smirked.

"No, of course not." I answered truthfully.

The more we walked up the stairs, the more I complained. I felt as if I was
doing a complete workout, it was so tiring.

"Neymar can we just go back now." I moaned.

"Why are you scared?" He smirked again.

"No, I'm just tired." I rolled my eyes.

"Hmmm, sure. Come on, no backing out now, let's go." Neymar hurried me
along.

It wasn't that far up now and by the time we got there, the queue wasn't too
big.

I looked from where I was, down to the bottom of the slide and let's just
say, it was a massive drop.

Neymar agreed to go first but that was simply so he could see my face when
I got to the bottom.

He lay down on the slide and the person, in charge of the ride, pushed him
down.

He looked like he was having the time of his life.

It was my turn next and the second I got pushed down, I felt a burning
feeling all through my legs and by my ass. It hurt a lot.

I got to the end and the water splashed all over my face and got into my
eye. Neymar on the other side was pissing himself with laughter.

I rolled my eyes at him and walked around to meet him on the other side.

"Race you to that ride over there." He pointed at another massive slide.

This one just had a lot more bumps in it. It wasn't as high as the other one
though.

"Challenge accepted." I smirked.

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 9

It was a pretty long and tiring day today but all in all, it was good fun.
There were plenty of rides that we constantly kept going on because we had
the fast pass wristbands so we were allowed to go before everyone else.

I also bought a photo from one of the rides, it made me smile every time I
looked at it because we both looked so genuinely happy in each other's
company.

We were suprisingly, one of the last people to leave the water park.

The sun was slowly starting to set and the water park was obviously going
to shut soon.

"Take your time in showering, I'll be outside once I'm done." Neymar
winked at me.

I went to my locker and gathered all my things that I needed.

Luckily for me, the shower rooms were completely empty. I did as Neymar
said and took my time in showering. I then made sure to completely dry
every inch of my body before applying my undergarments.

My phone buzzed so I quickly went to see who it was.

I really miss you. Please come and visit soon... :(

Liam xx

I was quite tacken back from it because I wasn't expecting Liam to text me.
I held my towel closer to me and stared at the text in shock. I had no idea
what to say.

Maybe I shouldn't reply at all.

"Camila!" I heard someone say, which made me jump.

Neymar suddenly walked into the girl's bathroom and looked at me.

"Neymar, you're not supposed to be in here!" I said.

"Well you weren't answering me when I called your name several times so I
had no choice. You could've been dead for all I know." He shrugged.

I rolled my eyes at him and put my phone down. He came over and sat on
one of the benches, next to my belongings, with his back facing me.

I placed my towel on the floor so I wouldn't get my feet wet.

I put on my top and bottoms, which I had arrived in and then put my shoes
on I left my hair wet and started to pick up all my things and neatly put
them in my bag.

Once I had cleared everything, I looked up at Neymar.

An angry, frowning Neymar.

"What's wrong?" I lightly chuckled.

He showed me my phone.

So he saw the text.

"Who the fuck does he think he is? Are you speaking to him again?" He
growled.

"Oh don't be so stupid Neymar. He's obviously going to text me saying that.
I'm just his booty call. Why would I ever speak to him again?" I protested.
Neymar relaxed a bit.

"Sorry. I just don't like what he did to you and I don't want him to do it
again." He said.

"You don't need to worry about me. He won't do anything like that again." I
replied.

Neymar got up and engulfed me in a hug.

I had my arms wrapped around his waist while he had his wrapped around
my shoulders.

We stayed there for what felt like hours until we both pulled away.

I moved my head back but as I did, I realised I had my hair tangled up in his
chain.

Neymar carefully untangled my hair without hurting me. I looked at him

but he didn't see me as he was carefully focused on my hair and his chain. I
stared at him for quite a while. Neymar looked at me with a soft smile and
then I realised how close we actually were.

I moved my body away from him and picked up my phone, placing it in my

bag.

Neymar scratched the back of his head, "Um-Uh. Shall we go?"

I nodded my head, following him out the bathroom.

For the rest of the car journey it was completely silent. I rested my head on
the window and tried to get myself to sleep but I just wasn't tired enough.

When we finally got to my house, I looked at Neymar and thanked him

quickly and walked up to the front door. It was locked which meant that
Lauren had gone out. I quickly opened and it slowly saw Neymar drive off
as I shut the door behind me.
I was hoping Neymar would text me to inform what we were going to do
tomorrow. He has made my time here in Spain really special and I know for
a fact that I would be so bored if I hadn't met him. It was just really lucky
that I met Neymar.

I went up to my room and cleaned the mess that had been there since the
first day Neymar and I went out. I organised all the random shirts which
were dirty and clean and then stored my makeup, cleaning the brushes and
wiping down some of the products.

My phone buzzed, informing me that I had a text and I quickly went to

check who it was.

Please, give me another chance Cam, I love you...

I kept frowning.

Why does he want anything to do with me now?

Stop messaging me Liam!

I finally replied.

You messaged me back! Baby please, give me another chance! I miss you
and I'm sorry for everything I've done and I know I'm in the wrong but I just
want you to come back in my arms. I should've never let you go.

Okay. Ideally, he admitted that he was wrong and he's willing to change so
it shows that he cares.

But on the other hand, if he was a liar once, he's bound to lie again.

I'd be lying to myself as well if I said that I'm not completely over him.

It's so complicated but he gives me the feeling that I'm the luckiest girl in
the world but at the same time, I don't want him to hurt me because I know
he will put me through pain. He makes me feel so angry when I look at him
but when I speak to him, that hatred and anger suddenly vanishes and all I
can feel towards him is love.
I'm nineteen and I know I may not "know the definition of love yet" but he
meant and kind of still means A LOT to me.

I miss what we had.

Everybody makes mistakes...

I messaged back.

Does this mean you're willing to forgive me???

I'll forgive you. But that doesn't mean I'm getting back with you. Besides,
we were never official.

I didn't bother opening his next text because I didn't want to give myself
second thoughts of giving him another chance. I needed to be strong and
remember that there is a very high possibility I'm going to be hurt again.

I never understood why I deserved to be fucked around by Liam. It's not

like I did anything wrong for him to make me feel so shit. I know a lot of
people say things like "oh it's not like he abused you or anything" or "you
just got attached deeply". Yes I did. I got and still do get attached really
quickly and he knew that well. Yet he chose to mess with my feelings. So it
was bad. It was a horrible stage to go through.

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 10

This was now the third day in a row spend together with Neymar and
honestly, I dont know how I've managed.

Just kidding.

I enjoy spending time with Neymar. A lot.

Today I was going to one of his games, at Camp Nou. He also told me that I
was going to be sitting with the WAGs, which was really exciting for some
reason.

I was currently waiting for Neymar to pick me up and he did like taking his
time.

I was wearing a white romper, which looked like a plain jumpsuit. I had
sunglasses resting on my head and my hair was left how it is every day.

Eventually, Neymar came and we both rushed off to the stadium.

Once we arrived, I noticed a few of the players. Rafinha ran up to me and

squashed me with a hug whilst spinning me around.

I let out a small shirek as I was surprised by his actions.

"I'm so glad you're here!" He exclaimed, putting me down.

I gave him a massive smile before Neymar decided to interrupt me.

"Camila, this is Shakira, Gerard's wife." He said pointing to the blonde

superstar.
"You don't need to introduce me to THE Shakira! I'm South American too
you know." I rolled my eyes.

"And this is Antonella, Lionel's wife." Neymar ignored me.

"You must be Camila, we sure do hear about you a lot." Shakira said
chuckling.

"Yes I am and it's a pleasure to be standing in front of you two!" I

responded.

"Oh sweetie, don't be silly. Think of us as your friends!" Antonella said.

I smiled at her showing all my teeth and nodded my head.

I was then shown where the WAGs sit and I met the children of Antonella
and Shakira. From then on, us three started getting to know each other a lot
more.

"Camila you're South American right? Where from?" Shakira asked.

"I was born in Cuba but my father is Mexican." I told her.

"Oh wow, we have a really ethinic squad!" She retorted.

"I wouldn't know." I chuckled.

"Well a lot are Spanish. Munir is half Morroccan though. Arda is Turkish,
Ivan is Croatian, Marc-Andre is German, we also have a few French fries,
Neymar and Rafinha are Brazillian, Luis is Urguyain and Leo is
Argentininan." Antonella explained.

"But they all manage to speak Spanish?" I asked.

Shakira and Antonella both nodded their heads.

Suddenly, the whistle blew and the game had started.

"So what brought you to Spain?" Antonella asked.

"I just wanted to start afresh with everyone. Like to stay away from
America for a while."

"America?" Shakira furrowed her brows.

I nodded, "I moved there with my family when I was seven."

Shakira and Antonella raised their brows, which caused me to laugh.

"So who did you move to Spain with?" Antonella asked.

"My best friend, Lauren." I smiled.

"Now the dots are connecting." Antonella said.

It was now half time and Shakira and Antonella went to change their kids
nappies'.

I was sat scrolling through my phone, catching up on social media.

I quickly opened Snapchat and recorded a short video of my surroundings

and captioned it, 'Forca Barca!!' then uploading it onto my story.

Soon enough, the second half started and the two mothers, came back with
their kids.

"Sorry we left you." Shakira said.

"Don't worry about it!"

"Kids can be a pain." Antonella huffed.

"I can imagine." I chuckled.

"Don't worry, you'll be relating soon." Shakira laughed.

"I'm nineteen, Shakira." I stated.

Both their heads turned in my direction and they let their jaws drop to the
ground.

"What!! You definitely look older. In a good way!" Antonella shrieked.

"Thanks. I guess..." I lightly laughed.

For the whole game, I didn't watch anything but we won. 2-0. A goal from
Neymar and Rafinha. The crowd started to go down a bit. Antonella,
Shakira and I made our way out of the WAGs area and waited outside the
boys changing rooms for them to come out.

I wouldn't be surprised if they took forever to come out because you could
hear music, which meant they were having a lot of fun.

"Oh Camila, if we all go out for a meal tonight, you'll be coming right?"
Shakira asked.

"Um, I guess so? I'm not sure..." I replied.

"You're coming, we want you to feel comfortable with all of us!" Antonella
said.

"Thank you Antonella, that's so sweet." I smiled at her.

"Sweetie, just call me Anto or Tony." She smiled back. I nodded my head.

After a while, Gerard and Leo came out, rushing off with their wives.

I texted Lauren to check where she was, and as I expected, she was at
home.

If you were wondering about my job, I had a lot of paid holidays I wanted
to book off so I decided to take a while off so I could look around
Barcelona a lot more, meaning I'd be spending time with Neymar.

Rafinha came out of the changing room, with Neymar closely beside him.

"Did you see our goals Camila?!" Rafinha chirped.

"Sort of, not really. I was speaking to Antonella and Shakira most of the
time." I truthfully answered.

"Oh well, next time, I'll dedicate my goal to you so you better be watching."
He rolled his eyes.

I laughed, "Thanks Rafinha."

Neymar looked at me and smiled.

"Shall we go?" He asked. I nodded my head and we walked to the car park,
along with Rafinha.

"So are you going to be joining us for the meal tonight?" Rafinha asked.

"Well, Antonella and Shakira did ask so I said I'd think about it but I have to
see what Lauren wants to do tonight."

"Is Lauren your best friend?" He questioned.

I nodded my head.

Soon, Neymar drove us back to my house.

"I'll pick you up in a bit if you're coming to the meal." Neymar stated.

I nodded my head, "I'll let you know otherwise."

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 11

I realised Lauren wasn't here so I dropped her a text letting her know that I
was going to be out.

She was probably with her work friends.

I went upstairs and fished for an outfit to wear for the meal. I'm so glad that
they didn't want to be going to a pub or night club because I don't do
alcohol. I'm only 19.

I stuck with a simple, long sleeved checked shirt and a plain white, tight
skirt.

It was very comfortable and wasn't too formal. I kept my make up as it was
but applied a nude, matte lip gloss on.

I made sure Neymar remembered to pick me up, by texting him, which he

replied with "I'm coming".
I sprayed bit of perfume and went downstairs, waiting for Neymar to come.

It didn't take Neymar long, before he came and knocked on my door, to

which I answered quickly. I shut the door, locking it behind me before
facing Neymar. He was wearing a button up shirt, with some very tight
jeans, which definitely looked good on him.

"Well look at you!" Neymar wolf whistled.

"Hmm, thank you. You look very hot too." I winked, which took Neymar by
surprise.

I chuckled, as we walked together to his car.

He turned on the radio but it was just a bunch of Spanish people blabbering
on about God knows what.

Luckily, the restaurant wasn't far and I didn't need any music to accompany
me.

"I think we're late." Neymar said as we got out the car.

I shrugged, "No biggie."

Once we got to the entrance, a waiter approached us, "A table just for the
couple?"

"Oh, um, no sir, we actually um-" Neymar stumbled on his words.

"We're here for the meal with the Barcelona squad. We aren't a couple." I
laughed.

"Oh right, my mistake ma'am." The waiter apologised.

He showed us to where, everyone was already seated. We were indeed late.

"Hey guys!" Shakira beamed.

She got up and greeted both Neymar and I with a kiss on the cheek. The
others got up and did the same.

There were two seats opposite each other, left for us to sit.

I sat beside Rafinha and Antonella and Neymar was opposite me, sat in
between Marc-Andre and Lionel.

He smiled at me, once we both sat down.

We were all chattering since Neymar and I had just gotten here. We talked
about the win and upcoming games but then the conversation led onto me.

"How are you liking Barcelona, Camila?" Leo asked me.

"I love it! The atmosphere here is incredible." I smiled.

"Is it a lot different to America?" Antonella asked.

"Oh definitely!" I laughed.

"How's Lauren doing?" Neymar asked me.

"To be honest, she's making so many new friends quickly, I haven't seen her
much." I replied.

The waiter then came and took our orders. I ordered a classic chicken
burrito.

This time, a few waiters came back with our drinks, placing them onto the
table.

"Pepsi with no ice?" A young, pretty hot waiter asked.

"That's for me." I spoke up.

He looked at me and smiled, showing off all of his perfect white teeth.

He came over and stood beside me, putting the glass down.
He was suddenly so very close to me. I smiled, to say thanks and he
winked, before leaving.

I turned and faced Neymar, who watched the waiter leave with a facial
expression that was completely blank.

"That waiter seemed to have a thing for you." Rafinha remarked.

"Not gonna lie, he wasn't bad looking." I said, sipping on my drink.

My phone buzzed and I checked it, hoping Lauren had replied.

Instead, it was the one and only, Liam.

I miss you! When are you coming back home?? xoxox

I replied, trying my best to be blunt.

I am home. I live here now.

I rolled my eyes and huffed, putting my phone down. There's no way, I'm
going to let him ruin my night.

"You alright?" Rafinha whispered.

I nodded my head.

He grabbed my hand from under the table and squeezed it.

I smiled at him.

I was expecting him to let go of my hand, but he didn't.

I didn't want to move my hand either.

After God knows how long it was, our food finally arrived.

I didn't care to see who my waiter was this time. I went straight in, and
started eating my food.
It tasted amazing. Or maybe it only tasted amazing because I was starving. I
noticed a lot of the men had steaks and the girls had paella or a salad.

Classic.

The burrito was fairly large, so it did fill me up, which I was glad about.

"Have I told you, that you look stunning tonight?" Rafinha whispered in my
ear.

"Thank you Rafinha, you look amazing as well." I smiled at him.

After we had finished our meal, we all sat there, talking again and it felt like
I was with a bunch of old friends, catching up on our lives. I felt so
comfortable in their presence and they made me feel so welcome in this
new country.

The night was coming to and end and Neymar decided that we should
leave. We all got up and started walking to the parking lot, where
everyone's cars were placed. Gerard and Shakira both paid for our meal,
which we thanked them for.

I stayed close to Neymar, so I wouldn't get lost.

"Thanks for a great night guys, see you soon." Rafinha said, walking beside
Munir, to his car.

We all said goodbyes and went our separate ways.

Once Neymar and I got into the car, I kicked off my shoes, which made me
feel so much more relaxed.

"It's so much effort going to your house when mine is just round the
corner." Neymar moaned.

"Well that's unfortunate isn't it." I smirked.

"Camila..." Neymar started.

"Ugh, what?" I groaned.

"Can you just stay at my place tonight?" He pleaded.

"Are you serious?" I moaned.

"Please!" He chirped.

I rolled my eyes, "Okay."

He clapped his hands, happily, before taking off.

We arrived within a few minutes. I quickly dropped a text to Lauren so she

knew where I was.

Once Neymar stopped the car I looked up and saw his gigantic house.

My eyes adjusted to the giant's house in front of me and my jaw dropped.

"Wow." I said.

Neymar chuckled.

We walked up to his front door and he unlocked it, guiding us both in.

"This made me realise that even though I spend so much time with you, I
hardly come to your house." I stated.

"Well, you're more than welcome here." He smiled genuinely at me.

I looked around his house and noticed plenty of photos of what looked like
his family.

"Neymar, you never talk much about your family." I stated.

He looked at the photos and we both took a seat on his couches.

"Okay. Well, this is Davi Lucca, my son. You'll definitely meet him one
day, don't worry. This is my mum and dad and this is Rafella." He pointed
out.

He did talk about his sister a few times but it was very vague.

"When do you get to see them?" I asked.

"They usually come to Barcelona a lot so, quite regularly." He replied.

I carried on studying the features of his house. It looked so presentable.

Then again, he could possibly have a maid.

"Come, I'll show you around." He instructed.

I was shown to his kitchen and the spare room downstairs, but once we
were on the top floor, it looked like a palace.

There was one door that was wide open and from the looks of it, it was
Davi's room. It was brightly coloured and you could see toys scattered
around the floor.

Neymar showed me his room and it was perfect. It was like a dream room
for anyone.

There were also a range of guest rooms that looked so perfectly neat.

Neymar was in his bathroom getting changed while I was sat on his bed,
looking through my phone. I realised that I needed some clothes to change
into before going to sleep. I thought about just waiting for Neymar to come
out the bathroom, to ask him for some spare clothes.

Before I could say anything to him as he came out, he chucked me a

oversized Barca shirt and some shorts.

"Thanks." I chuckled.

I went into the spare room and got changed. I then sat down and minded my
own business, expecting Neymar to be asleep.
To my surprise, he wasn't. He came into the room I was in, with a confused
expression.

"What?" I questioned.

"Stop being such a bore, come into my room." He rolled his eyes.

That little remark made me blush and I smiled, following him to his room.

Neymar jumped under the covers and was topless, with the bed sheets just
about covering him.

"Camila." Neymar mumbled.

"Mhm.." I answered.

"What do you look for in a guy?" Neymar asked, randomly.

I thought about it for a good long while.

"He's got to be funny and have the same sense of humour as me. He's got to
always make me smile. He's got to make me feel so special and treat me
well. Not as in buying me shit to keep me happy, like treating me as if I'm
something delicate that he wouldn't want to break. If that makes sense." I
started.

Neymar was looking at me carefully, to every word I said and nodded

along.

"But what about you? What do you look for in a girl?" I asked.

"She's got to be something I'm proud of. Not something I can use as a toy
and show to the world just for her looks but someone that makes me feel so
happy with myself. I like it when she's attached. Like protective and gets
jealous. Not gonna lie, I like someone who plays hard to get but is just
really teasing." He explained.

"Have you ever been in love?" I asked.

At this point, I was lying beside Neymar and we were both looking in front
of us.

"Love is a bit of a strong word, I've been close to it. Just not quite there."
He sighed.

"It's shit. Being in love is shit. You will get your heart broken and
sometimes, you never know if the other person will ever love you as much
as you love them." I said, weakly.

"My last girlfriend was about two years ago. I focus so much on football, I
don't want to disappoint my girl by not being able to spend time with them.
I guess I didn't like her as much as I thought I did. If I did, I would go out
my way to make sure she knew how much I cared." Neymar said.

"Who was she?" I retorted.

"Bruna Marquezine." He turned his head and looked at me.

I was looking into Neymar's eyes and it made me fall deep into his pupils.
His eye colour, lured me in. I didn't want to just look away. It was so
mesmerising.

"You have such beautiful eyes." I complimented.

Neymar laughed quietly, "You ARE beautiful."

I blushed a deep red and rolled my eyes.

"I think you should get some rest." Neymar said. "You can stay in my bed."

I looked at him and smiled.

"Goodnight Ney." I turned to the other side.

"Night Camila."

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 12

I woke up, completely oblivious to my surroundings. I rubbed my eyes and

furrowed my brows, looking to my left. I noticed Neymar was lay beside
me. He had his arm wrapped around my waist, tightly.

My heard dropped for a split second. I lifted the bed sheets, but my heart
suddenly relaxed, knowing we still had clothes on.

I tried getting out of Neymar's grasp but I didn't want to wake him.

He stirred in his sleep and then rubbed his eyes, stretching his arms. He sat
up and then looked at me. His hair was all over the place and his eyes were
still looking sleepy.

"Morning." He yawned.

"Morning." I replied. I picked up my phone and checked all my social

media while walking to Neymar's bathroom.

"Camila, if you need a toothbrush, there are spare ones in the cabinet."
Neymar shouted out to me.

"Okay, thank you." I replied to him.

I did a casual morning routine and then went downstairs since Neymar
would've probably been there. My assumption was right as I saw Neymar
sitting down in the living room, on his phone.

"Hey Neymar, can you drop me off home? I have work later and I need to
help Lauren out with the chores." I asked Neymar.

"Why don't you have breakfast first?" He offered.

"It's okay, I just need to get home." I smiled.

"If you say so." Neymar breathed out, unsure.

"I'll go get my stuff." I said.

I went upstairs and got my clothes, by this time, Neymar was ready and he
ended up dropping me off home quite quickly.

Lauren was downstairs eating some waffles with her phone in her hand
when I arrived.

"Morning." I smiled at her.

"You finally came home!" She squealed.

"I know, I'm sorry. What time you going to work?" I asked her.

"In about an hour." She checked the time.

"Good, same. We'll do something in the evening together." I smiled at her.

"Ah Cam, I can't. I agreed to go on a second date with Jay tonight." Lauren
informed me. Jay was the guy she previously went on a date with, now I'm
assuming that she enjoyed his company.

"Oh okay, it's alright." I responded.

To be fair to her, she had been working her ass off for the past week and
there was me, just out with Neymar.

"I can cancel it if you want?" She offered.

"No Laur, go on it. Have some fun." I answered.

"I can have some fun with my bestfriend. Besides, I'll see him at work
today." She argued.
"Laur, I love you. But go on that date, who knows, he could possibly be a
good guy to you." I smiled at her.

"I love you too." She laughed.

We both went upstairs into our separate rooms and got ready for work.

Unlike others, I loved my work uniform because it was just all Nike. I
preferred Nike to Adidas anyway.

I threw my hair into a pony tail and put on a basic amount of makeup.

Once I had the essentials filled in my bag, I went downstairs and Lauren
and I both caught a bus together because we we worked in the same area.

We said our goodbyes and both went to our rightful work spaces.

~After work~

Once I had walked from the bus station home, I filled up a hot bath, with
bubbles in, so I could sit in there for a while and relax.

I did as planned but the moment was ruined when my phone dinged.

Laur: You home?????

Me: yes of course, why?

Laur: I'm coming home, give me ten :((

Me: okayyy xo

I suddenly started to get worried so I quickly got out the bath and dressed
into a Nike hoodie and Nike leggings, with some fluffy socks.

I went downstairs and waited, patiently, for Lauren to come.

Suddenly, the door burst open and Lauren came through, crying her eyes
out. She threw her keys onto the floor, along with her bag. I immediately
stood up.

"Lauren, what's wrong? What happened?" I asked her.

"Why am I already so attached to Jay?" She sobbed.

"I don't know, can you please tell me what is going on?" I became
frustrated.

"I thought everything was going to be okay. Then he just hit me with 'I want
you to know that we are just mates' like what the fuck?!" She screamed.

"What.. Why did he do that?" I questioned.

"All these 'dates' just mislead me. He basically did a trial and error to see if
I was actually worthy enough to be his girlfriend and me being the naïve
person I am, I started to fall for him." At this point, tears were streaming
down her face with no control.

"Babe, we've just moved here. There are plenty of other guys! Don't
worry!" I approached her and gave her a hug.

Lauren was the type of person who never really gave a shit about dating and
guys. It seemed like she was starting to open up to Jay, but he blocked her
out.

"I know but Cam, I was feeling something special and it hurt knowing I'm
not worthy of anything to him." She wiped her tears.

"Laur, he's not worth it then is he, if he doesn't feel like that towards you
then the guys a cunt. You can do better my gorgeous, so we'll get over him.
Together, go freshen up and we can have this night in." I smiled at my tear
stained best friend.

She smiled back and went upstairs to change her clothes.

In the meantime, I got Netflix up and thought about watching White

Chicks, just to make Lauren laugh. She came downstairs and got a huge
blanket out.
"I'll go get some snacks." I told her.

I went into the kitchen and brought out a massive back of chips and some
sweets.

I then went back inside to Lauren and we spent the whole night, pigging out
and watching loads of other movies.

Once our final movie, Mean Girls, had finished. Lauren and I lay on either
ends of the couch and went on our phones and talked a bit.

"Cam." Lauren spoke up.

"Yes." I answered, putting my phone down.

"What's happening with you and Neymar?" She smirked.

"Laur, I already told you, there is nothing and won't ever be anything going
on with me and Neymar." I sighed.

"Camila, I'm your bestfriend. I can tell that what you feel for this guy is
different." She smiled.

"I hate to say this but you're wrong." I rolled my eyes.

Lauren was always right, she always knew what was best for me but this
time, she was wrong. I didn't actually feel anything towards Neymar
because we treated each other like friends.

Good friends.

"Hmm, okay. Just watch, I'll be right." She laughed to herself.

I threw a pillow at her and we both got up, clearing the mess that was made
while we pigged out on all the food. I cleared away all the snacks and used
the vacuum to vacuum the carpet so that I wouldn't have to worry about
doing it in the morning.
Lauren had tidied up the sofas and turned off the TV. We then walked up to
our separate rooms and got comfortable into our own beds, before drifting
off into a restful sleep.

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 13

Neymar informed me that there was a football gala type thing. He asked if I
wanted to come, so of course I said yes. Who knows, maybe I'd meet a few
new people.

Luckily, it was being hosted, here in Barcelona, by some of the team.

I'm not really sure what this was for but Neymar and the guys said it was
something along the lines of 'being an annual thing, just for fun', so I went
along with that.

I'm assuming the attire was formal so I got Lauren to help me choose an
outfit. Since she was coming as well, I helped her pick an outfit too.

Lauren picked out a beautiful black dress for me. She said that it was
something Neymar would enjoy but I ignored her little comment.
I got Lauren to do a very bold makeup look because this was an evening
event.

Lauren's dress was a lot similar to mine but hers had a few cuts around the
stomach, which showed her gorgeous figure off perfectly.
I did her makeup look a little bit different to mine so we didn't look like
crazy twinning bestfriends.

After we both finished the last touches on our apperance, we called a taxi
which was very basic of us, to take us to the event.

You could tell that this was definitely going to be something really formal
because the outside looked outstanding. They really made an effort.

I texted Neymar quickly, informing him we were here.

His response was immediate.

Neymar: Me and Rafinha are outside the enterance waiting for you both x

I looked around for Neymar and finally spotted him and Rafinha, exactly
where they said.

"I can see them, let's go." I informed Lauren.

"Them? Who's them?" She answered puzzled but walked beside me.

"Neymar and Rafinha." I laughed.

Lauren muttered to herself but continued walking.

Neymar saw us both walking and he stopped, as well as Rafinha, and

looked at us.

"Holy..." Neymar started.

"Shit..." Rafinha finished for him.

I chuckled at their remarks.

"You both look fucking incredible." Neymar shaked his head, looking at us
both head to toe.

"Well, you guys are looking very sexy in your suits." I smiled at them both.

I noticed Rafinha was staring at me in shock so I decided to change the

subject.

"Oh Raf, this is Lauren, my bestfriend. Lauren, this is Rafinha." I

introduced them to each other.

"Hey." Rafinha smiled at her.

"Nice to meet you." Lauren retorted.

Rafinha took her hand and kissed the back of it, causing Lauren to blush.

"Let's go inside, everyone's waiting." Neymar said. I walked beside him and
Lauren was walking next to Rafinha.

The inside looked just as good as the outside and there were so many
people that I had never seen in m life, which surprised me a lot.

We saw the Barelona boys first and their WAGs before meeting a bunch of
other random people. The ladies looked so stunning and it made Lauren and
I look underdressed.

"Camila, your dress looks absoloutely beautiful." Shakira complimented.

"Shak, look at your attire!" I smiled.

"And Lauren, your hair is so pretty, it looks so healthy!" Anto

complimented Lauren.

"Thank you so much, you all look so amazing!" She chuckled. She was
right.

As we all started chatting, the boys started cheering and making so much
noise, which brought our attention to them.

Two other men were with them. One I recognised was Dani Alves. Neymar
talked about him before. The other guy, I didn't know, but let me tell you, he
was GORGEOUS!

"Who are they?" Lauren asked Shakira and Antonella.

"Oh the one with the glasses and the hat is Dani and the other one is Marc.
They both used to pay for Barca but got transferred to different teams, this
season." Shak explained.

Marc. Hmmm. He's the hot guy.

"Marc is hot." I stated out loud.

"Unfortunately Cam, he has a wife." Anto laughed.

I frowned at her and the three of them chuckled.

"Hey Neymar, introduce Camila and Lauren to Dani and Marc." Anto
shouted, getting all the guys' attention.

Dani and Marc were confused but once they saw Lauren and I, they
approached us, as well as Neymar.

"Camila, Lauren, this is Dani, my bestfriend! And this is Marc, the twat."
Neymar said.

"Shut up Ney, you cried when I left Barcelona." Marc slapped the back of
his head.

"No I didn't." Neymar argued.

"Yes you did." Marc stuck his tongue out and Neymar bickered back before
Dani stopped them.

"Alright, alright, we get it." He rolled his eyes.

Neymar stuck his tongue out one last time and Marc's face dropped but he
didn't say anything.

Lauren and I both laughed quietly.

"It's so nice to meet you Camila, we've heard a lot about you. And Lauren,
you're just as pretty as we've seen on your Instagram." Dani smiled.

"You follow me?" Lauren asked, quite shocked.

Dani nodded his head, "A lot of my team mates do. I promise you we're not
creepy."

"Camila, it's so nice to finally meet you. Neymar has not stopped talking
about you." Marc said with a straight face, it caused me to laugh.
"Neymar talks about me?" I scoffed.

"ALL THE GOD DAMN TIME!" He threw his hands in the air,
dramatically.

"Aw Ney, you're obsessed with me." I teased him.

"Shush." Neymar hushed.

"To be honest, it's so great to meet you both." I smiled at Dani and Marc.

We carried on talking and getting to know each other, before they both had
to leave and get back to their wife/girlfriend.

"They seemed so nice!" I told Neymar.

"Hmm yeah, they can be alright." He defended.

I laughed. "I need to go to the toilet, I'll be back."

"I'll go with you, I need it as well." Rafinha popped up.

We both left together to go and pee.

"I wish we spent more time together Cam, it's like I hardly know you."
Rafinha rolled his eyes.

"I know. Maybe we should, it'd be fun." I smiled.

"Yeah, we'll make plans to." He smiled back. We both went into the
separate toilets but by the time I got out, Rafinha was already standing
outside.

"Come on, let's go." I rushed him.

I felt him grip onto my wrist and pull me back.

"You look too good tonight." He brought me into him.

I struggled to look into his eyes so looked away.

"I can't contain myself so forgive me for doing this." He whispered.

His words confused me, but I didn't have much time to think because he
placed his plump lips onto mine, capturing them.

His action had me so shocked.

I felt the need to pull away but his hunger for my lips was dragging me in
more and I didn't end up letting go.

We both ended up pulling away at the same time, breathless.

"I'm sorry. For doing that." Rafinha shook his head.

"It's okay. It's fine." I breathed out.

"I think we should head back." He muttered and I nodded my head.

When we got back, I saw Lauren happily talking to Neymar. She noticed
me and got up.

"You were gone away for a long time, you okay?" She asked, concerned.

I nodded my head way too quickly and she was unsure.

I whispered in her ear, "Rafinha and I kissed."

"What the fuck Cam?!" Lauren shrieked, causing everyone to look at us.

She looked around as did I.

Neymar was frowning at me. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." We both said at the same time.

Neymar looked at us, not believing what we said, but dropped it.
"We'll talk later." Lauren said sternly.

The lot of us went to sit down at a table, so that the food would be served to
us.

I was sat next to Lauren and Neymar on the rounded tables.

Rafinha was sitting opposite me. He sent me a weak smile, which I

returned.

Although I didn't feel anything during the kiss, I would be lying if I said I
regretted it...

I was cautious as to what Lauren was going to speak to me about and the
thought, made me tense.

What if she liked him?

Oh my God. I'm such a terrible friend.

I started thinking about the possible thoughts that Lauren must've been
feeling.

Why oh why did I do that?

"Hey." I heard Neymar whisper in my ear?

I turned to face him.

"You alright?" He asked, concerned.

He must've noticed that I was a bit tense.

"Mhm." I nodded my head."

He held my thigh, under the table. My dress had a slit in it, so my thigh was
bare.
His touch sent a tingling rush through my legs and up my body. It made my
heart pace quicken a bit.

What is going on Camila? First Rafinha now Neymar?!

Neymar smiled at me, then moved his hand away.

I wanted him to keep it there but that would've been awkward if I said
something.

The food was served, it was just plain old pasta, nothing exciting. The chef
must've definitely tried to make it look better than it was by the presentation
but it just wasn't selling it.

It did taste really good but for some reason, I didn't feel so hungry. I left a
bit of food on my plate and drank the sparkling water that was in front of
me.

"Why aren't you eating?" Neymar asked me.

"I'm not hungry." I simply said.

"Are you ill?" He looked at me. His eyes showed so much care towards me,
it made my heart throb.

I shook my head, "No, I'm fine. I just ate before I came."

"You should still eat Camila." Neymar frowned. He suddenly started acting
like a concerned dad.

"Neymar trust me, I'm fine." I chuckled. He looked at me unsure but then
carried on eating.

The night came towards and end and Lauren, Neymar and Rafinha and I
went outside. Neymar offered to drive us home but Lauren and I refused
and called a taxi.

Once it came, we said our goodbyes to Rafinha and Neymar before heading
inside the taxi.
We arrived home and Lauren didn't say anything the whole time.

"Why are you annoyed at me?" I spoke out.

"Cam, I'm not annoyed. I'm just shocked." Lauren scoffed.

"Yeah okay but why? It was just a kiss." I mumbled.

"You don't see it. Rafinha is starting to like you and that kiss didn't make it
any easier, what if he thinks you like him back? I mean you did kiss back,
didn't you?"

I nodded my head.

"Exactly, don't lead him on."

"Well how was I supposed to know that he would think of it in that way?" I
defended.

"I'm just saying, be careful." She rolled her eyes.

I went upstairs without another word and spent the rest of the evening in my
room.

I didn't want to think about Rafinha. Or any other guy.

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 14

It had been about three weeks since I'd seen the Barca squad last. That was
at the gala.

I had been working constantly and for majority of the time, I was speaking
to my family and friends back in the USA through Skype and FaceTime.

My family were going to be staying here for a few days, which I was
excited for. My mum said that she would be arriving by tomorrow. Lauren
and I were making sure that the apartment was all perfect before they came.

There was food stacked in all the cabinets and the fridge. The bathroom was
crystal clean, with fresh shampoo, soaps and toothbrushes. The living room
smelt AMAZING because of the new candles we bought. Everything was
up to a high standard and looked spotless.

I called the day off for tomorrow from work, considering I had been
working constantly for these past few weeks and I wanted to make sure I
wasn't worn out for when my family came over.

I had settled in with Lauren so well and wanted to show that to my parents.
I didn't want them to see me as the 'immature nineteen year old' they know
of.

Just as I was watching a bit of Netflix, my phone started ringing so I

checked the caller ID before answering.

Rafinha.

I took a deep breath and answered the phone.

"Hello." I said.
"Hey, um are you free right now?" He asked, unsure.

"Um.. Not really, what's up?" I lied. I didn't really want to see him, just
incase i'd do something stupid again.

"I just wanted to talk. Can we forget what happened at the night of the
gala?" He quickly said.

I closed my eyes and sighed in relief.

"Yeah sure, don't worry. I mean it was just a kiss but yeah whatever." I
laughed softly.

"I know but I don't want that to sort of effect what we have so um yeah..
That's all. Have a good evening." He ended the call, without listening to
what I had to say.

I'm glad that was over with.

~The next day~

I heard a knock on the door and dived in straight to get it. Of course, it was
my parents and Sofia.

"Carino!" My mother squealed.

"Hey guys!" I shrieked.

Before they came in, I was thrown with a bunch of hugs and god damn it, it
was a tight hug.

They then brought all their bags to the living room, which Lauren went to
go and put in the spare room.

"How have you guys been?" I asked my family.

"We've definitely missed seeing your face every day!" My dad said.
"By that they mean, crying for the first week because they missed you so
much." Sofia retorted.

Lauren and I both chuckled.

"Lauren darling, how have you been?" My mum asked.

"I've been looking after your daughter, Sinu. She's a tough one." Lauren
replied.

"Clara definitely didn't stop talking about you as much as I talked about
Camila." My mum said, referring to Lauren's mum.

I loved Clara, she was so sweet. She was the one who convinced my parents
to let us go to Spain. She believed that we were old and mature enough.

Lauren's family couldn't make it this time to see us but were planning a visit
soon. As Christmas was coming up, Lauren and I were most likely going to
America for a bit.

Lauren and I had made dinner for my family and they went to bed straight
away considering they were so tired.

"Okay Sofia, who do you wanna sleep by. Me or your sister?" Lauren asked
teasingly.

"You can't make me choose! Lauren, you're like my big sister as well."
Sofia claimed.

"Aw, sweetie." Lauren hugged her. "It's up to you."

"I'm gonna sleep with you tonight and then tomorrow with Camila." Sofia
suggested.

"Good idea." Lauren winked.

I smiled at my bestfriend. The pair of them went off into Lauren's room,
while I went into mine and slept like a baby the entire night.
---

The past few days flew by and this was the last day before my parents and
Sofia were going to leave in the evening.

We had toured the whole of Barcelona's city centre and we went shopping
in the Passeig de Gràcia. Although we didn't have a lot of money to spend,
Lauren and I treated them with a few high end products to take home.

Today we decided to go the beach, just to relax. It would be a fun family

outing.

The beach was only a five minute walk. By the time we would get back, my
family would have to clean up and then take a taxi to get to the airport,
considering Lauren and I were still trying to find a car for us both.

We had our driver's license from America, which was valid here.

I was planning on just sun bathing here; I wasn't exactly fond of going into
the water today.

Lauren applied some screen onto my back, where I couldn't reach and when
I was completely covered, I put my shades over my eyes and lay down on a
towel, I lay on the sand.

Sofia was in the water and my parents were both looking after her, because
she's still young.

"Oh Cam, can you get me my water bottle please?" Lauren asked.

"Why can't you get it?" I looked at her.

"Because effort, please... It's in my bag." Lauren moaned.

"Ugh, fine." I got up.

I went towards her bag, which was literally right next to her, and bent over
to look for her water bottle.
I had no idea where she put it because I could not find it anywhere.

"Laur, where the fuck is it."

"It's in there, not hard to miss." She chuckled.

I finally found it and pulled it out, throwing it to her.

As I was just about to lie back down, I heard someone from behind me,
wolf whistling.

Then another voice spoke, "Dayum."

The voice sounded way too familiar. Lauren sat up and looked behind me,
rolling her eyes.

I then turned around and came face to face with the one and only. Neymar
Junior.

"Oh shit, Camila, hey." Neymar said, trying not to laugh.

"Hey." I smiled. He was with Rafinha, Denis and Sergi.

"What're you guys doing here?" Neymar asked.

"Oh we're with m-"

I was cut off by the sound of Sofia's voice.

"Camila!" My head snapped in her direction, as did the guys'.

"What's wrong Sof?" I asked my little sister.

"We found a jellyfish Camila!" She squealed.

"Really, you best be careful then." I warned.

"It's okay, Ma and Papa chased it off." She giggled.

I laughed along with her.

"Sofia, do you wanna have a rest now?" My mum said, out of breath.

"Yeah, I'm going to eat now." She sighed.

My parents looked at me, then at the guys then back at me, doing a double
take.

"Um, Camila." My mum whispered. "Who are they?"

I looked at Neymar who was waiting for me to speak.

"Oh Ma, Papa, these are some of the friends Lauren and I have made. This
is Neymar, Rafinha, Denis and Sergi." I introduced them.

"Nice to meet you boys." My mum and dad smiled at them.

"Guys, these are my parents and that's Sofia, my little sister."

We turned to look at Sofia who was engaged at just eating her sandwich but
she smiled at them once she heard her name.

"She's so cute." Rafinha said.

I smiled at him.

"Well it was nice seeing you Cam and Lauren and it was definitely a
pleasure meeting your family." Neymar said. We waved them goodbye and
then they finally left.

"That Neymar is such a lovely gentleman." My mum said smiling.

"That's Camila's boyfriend." Lauren shouted out.

My dad looked at me, "Your what?!"

"He's not papa, she's just teasing." I rolled my eyes.

"What's wrong with that if he is? He looks so genuine." My ma defended.

"We hardly know the guy!" My dad added.

"Well if Camila is happy with him then it shouldn't be such a problem!"

"Guys, guys. Neymar is not my boyfriend and he won't ever be." I

chuckled.

"That's what it starts with sweetie. Watch, and wait." My mum said, leaving
me confused.

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 15

I wasn't as emotional as I thought I was going to be when my family left

Barcelona. I knew that I'd be seeing them soon so I was a little bit more
stable.

Speaking of which, I opened up my laptop and booked a flight to America.

I was hoping it would be a one way flight, so I wouldn't have to stop
anywhere else.

I paid for both mine and Lauren's ticket. The great thing about living with
your bestfriend is that you don't have to worry about paying them back
because you do work for the house and for each other, which is just as good
or maybe even better than paying them back with money.

It was a pain considering we only moved to another country in about a

month. It was a lot of work, having to transfer the money on your card to
euros.

Also, not being able to drive until your licence was updated in another
country was a down side as well.

Lauren walked through the door, seconds later with a bag in each hand. I'm
assuming they were some groceries because she insisted on making dinner
tonight.

I then got a text from Neymar on my phone.

Neymar: I haven't seen you in ages! I hope you haven't been avoiding me...

Me: No, I haven't. Just been busy, don't worry!

I then left my phone and went into the kitchen to help Lauren cook some
food. She was planning on making proper Italian pizza. I had heard that this
was obviously, much better than the normal pizza from takeaways.

We were listening to music while preparing the food. I informed Lauren

that I had booked the flights and that we were going to be leaving on the
twenty-second and returning on the twenty ninth. I wanted to be here for
New Years' for some reason.

I also quickly texted my mum, telling her the details of our flights so she'd
know when to pick us up.

While Lauren was serving the food, I opened up Neymar's text that I had
left for at least an hour.

Neymar: Hahaha, so I'm going to Brazil tomorrow, I wanted to see you guys
before I leave x

I smiled at Neymar's text.

Me: Oh really? We're going to America soon x

Then I sent another separate text.

Me: You can always come over whenever you want :)

I hadn't seen Neymar for a while to be honest and it would be nice if we did
spend a bit of time together. Just to see each other before we both leave.

I decided to wash up all the dishes today, since Lauren cooked.

After I left the kitchen spotless, Lauren and I decided that we should start
packing because we wouldn't be able to do it in the space of about a day and
a half. I also told Nike, that I'd be taking a few days off before Christmas to
go and see my family, which they were obviously okay with.

In my suitcase, I made sure to pack a variety of warm and summery type of

clothes, just in case the weather decided to change.
I was hoping I wouldn't have to wear my summer outfits to that it would
actually feel like Christmas.

I then managed to get all my makeup and skin essentials in one makeup
bag, which was a surprise. I really wanted to just let my skin breathe for a
while and not wear makeup consistently so that it would be a lot healthier.

Looking at the time, the clock read 4:20. I checked my phone for any texts
that I missed. I had one from my mum, one from Neymar and then a few
Instagram and Twitter notifications.

I looked at my mum's first.

Mama: That's very soon! Not that I'm complaining or anything, I can't wait
to see you hija!

I smiled at my mum's response, but I left the text.

Neymar: I'm coming in about ten minutes

The text was sent around three minutes ago, so I took this time to clean up
the apartment a bit. I informed Lauren that Neymar was coming and she
had no problem with it.

I also decided to clean my room up a bit because knowing me, I'd be too
lazy to do it when we leave and then I'd regret it.

I heard chattering from downstairs and I knew it was Lauren and Neymar
making a conversation. I then ran downstairs and saw Neymar sat on the
couch while Lauren was surfing through the TV channels.

"Hey Neymar." I smiled at the Brazilian boy.

"Hey Cam." He smiled back at me.

Lauren eventually found a movie for us to watch. Love Actually.

I had never seen it but there was always a massive hype over it for some
reason.
"So are you guys going for a while?" Neymar asked, glancing from me to
Lauren.

"Yeah I guess and to be honest, I'm really excited." Lauren chuckled.

"To be honest, I'm super pumped to go back to Brazil. I get to see

everyone." Neymar said, with a huge smile.

"Your family seem so lovely, I hope I get to see them one day." I chirped in.

"Oh you will, you both will. If you guys weren't going to America, I
would've asked you to come to Brazil with me." Neymar retorted.

"That would've been so cool." Lauren said.

"But I'm sure they'll come to Barcelona soon, probably for my birthday."

"Wait, when's you birthday?" Lauren asked.

"Fifth of February." He answered.

"You better be having a party." I raised my eyebrows.

"Oh I will. I'm turning twenty-five. God damn, I'm getting old." Neymar
said with a worried expression. Twenty-five was pretty young, but in a
football career, I'm sure that would of been quite scary to think of.

"I'm going to be twenty in March and Lauren is going to be twenty-one in

June." I cheered.

"You still got a long way ahead of you Camila." Neymar chuckled.

I rolled my eyes at his remark.

After a while of us watching Love Actually, in silence, which was

surprising, Lauren ordered a Chinese, which we were waiting on.

Usually, they would take long but considering I wasn't hungry enough, I
wasn't bothered.
"What time's your flight Neymar?" I asked.

"Uh, eight in the evening." Neymar answered.

"And how long's the flight?" I added on.

"About ten hours..." He thought, carefully.

"Ours is about nine hours." I looked at Lauren.

"So by the time you're about half way to Brazil, Cam and I will be just
boarding for our flight." Lauren remarked.

"Come to the airport with me." Neymar suggested.

"What, and sit there for about twelve hours?" I laughed.

"Okay, fair enough that's a good point." Neymar scrunched his face up.

Lauren and I chuckled at him.

"Thanks for the offer anyway." I smiled at him, which he returned.

We sat there for another couple of hours and then it came to the time where
Neymar had to go.

Lauren and I walked him to the door.

"Have a safe trip Neymar." Lauren smiled at him.

He gave her a side hug and then she walked back into the living room.

"I guess we won't see each other for a while." Neymar said.

"Don't miss me too much." I winked, teasing him.

"I won't miss you at all." Neymar stuck his tongue out, being childish.

"Fine, if that's how you're gonna be." I turned my head away.

"Come here, you know I'll miss you." Neymar said pulling me into him.

I wrapped my arms around his waist, while his were around my shoulders.

I held him tightly. For some reason, I felt like Neymar was going away for
ages. I was going to miss him a lot.

"Stay safe Neymar." I mumbled.

"You too. Have a great time, and don't forget to text me and let me know
how things are going." He smiled brightly at me.

I nodded my head, "Of course I will."

Neymar then opened the front door and I watched him enter his car and
then drive off.

I shut the door, making sure to lock it and then sat next to Lauren, letting
out a loud breather.

"I'm tired, can you clear up tonight?" Lauren looked at me, her bottom lip
pouting.

I rolled my eyes, "Go to bed."

She jumped up from her seat, like a little kid and then ran upstairs.

"Don't forget to pack all the Christmas presents!" I shouted so Lauren could
here.

We packed an extra suitcase that had all of the Christmas presents we

needed to give to family and friends.

One everything was sorted, we placed all of our things, into the living
room, by the front door, to make it easier in the morning.

~
 16

It was Christmas day and I was so excited. A lot of people had messaged
me, including the Barca players and their WAG's, as well as Neymar. He
was in Brazil at this point, meaning that his time zone was six hours ahead
of me.

I wished everyone else and then brushed my teeth, before heading

downstairs in my oversized, Christmas sleeping dress. I had stockings on as
well that came up to my shin.

Sofia and Lauren were already by the Christmas tree, along with Lauren's
siblings: Taylor who was fifteen and Chris who was seventeen.

Sofia was in need of opening her presents but I'm pretty sure that my
parents forbidden her from doing so, until we at least ate breakfast.

I walked towards the tree and sat next to Sofia, who threw her arms around
my neck and jumped on me.

"Merry Christmas Mila!" The little girl squealed into my neck.

"Merry Christmas, princess! Are you opening your presents later?" I asked
her.

"Yeah, Clara said she was going to make breakfast first." The eight year old
told me.

My phone was constantly going off and quite frankly, I didn't really go on
any social media for the few days that I had been staying here back home. I
was mainly out, helping my parents shop for food, and also get last minute
things for the house.
All in all, it has been a very busy week.

Michael, Lauren's dad, appeared into our living room and shot me a smile
before speaking out.

"Breakfast is ready guys." He smiled.

Sofia was the first to run into the kitchen and find a seat so that she could
eat. She probably wasn't hungry, she just wanted to open her presents.

The food was a simple meal of pancakes and some fruit. It wasn't too filling
because of the meal we'd be having later on.

After Sofia had finished her food, she rushed Lauren and I inside so that she
could open her presents. She wanted us to be there so we could be as
shocked as she was.

Lauren and I sat down beside her, while she pulled out all presents that had
her name written out. Soon after, Taylor, Michael, my parents and Lauren's
all joined us.

Sofia read the name tag on the first present she saw, which was obviously
the biggest.

"To Sofia, merry Christmas my baby, love from your second favourite,
Lauren." Sofia read out

She looked at Lauren sheepishly, "I'm not a baby!"

We all chuckled, whilst Sofia began to rip open the present.

Inside was a Disney princess castle made from Lego, which you obviously
had to build yourself in order to be able to play with it. It was bright pink
and was the perfect present for my little sister.

Sofia's jaw had dropped and she couldn't help but squeal in excitement.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Sofia shrieked in Lauren's face whilst
hugging her.
Lauren laughed and then told her to open up another present.

This was from Taylor and Michael.

The present has more dolls and accessorise for the castle that Lauren
bought.

"This is the best thing for my castle! Thank you so much!" Sofia hugged
both of them tightly.

"You're welcome gorgeous! A princess castle for a princess just like you!"
Taylor pinched her cheek.

Sofia opened my present after. I bought her a massive tent that was in the
shape of a princess castle. If you couldn't already notice, Sofia was one of
those girls. In love with Disney princesses.

My parents bought her some colouring and painting equipment and

Lauren's parents bought her some jewellery such as tiaras.

For Lauren; I bought her some makeup brushes by Morphe and I also added
in a few Kyshadows by Kylie Jenner as well as the lip kits. She also got a
few dresses, some more makeup and also a beautiful necklace that had her
name written ever so carefully.

My parents were pleased with their presents. It was mainly things that they
wanted for the house or to benefit the house.

Clara and Michael's present was a trip to Australia from her kids and from
our family, we bought them a few decorations for their house, including
photo frames with plenty of photos from all of our trips we spent together.

Last but not least, I opened my presents.

Sofia and my parents bought me a new laptop. A Macbook air, which to be

honest completely surprised me. Michael and Clara got me some Calvin
Klein underwear and sports bra, which again I was shocked by. Taylor and
Chris bought me two perfume bottles, one was Olympea by Paco Rabanne,
which was a scent that basically described me. I was in love with it and the
other was Estée Lauder. Finally, Lauren got me some makeup. She got me
the three Urban Decay Naked palettes and two Huda Beauty lip mattes.

To be honest, I was spoilt this Christmas.

"Oh, one more thing." Lauren said. She searched through the Christmas tree
and then pulled out a small box which was wrapped.

"Whose this from?" I asked, curious.

"Read and find out." She smirked.

I opened the present looked at the beautiful, white box. One the inside
cover, there was a note which read,

'To Camila. Merry Christmas and a Happy New year. Have a great day. I
miss you :)
Love from Neymar x'

I smiled at it and then looked at the small little bracelet that was placed in
front of me.

It had an infinity symbol on it. I picked it up and then carefully placed it on

my wrist.

"Whose it from?" My mum asked.

"Neymar." I smiled at her.

"Oh the Spanish boy we saw when we visited?" My mum gaped.

"Oh Sinuhe, he's not Spanish. He's Brazilian." Lauren smirked.

"He's South American as well?!" My mother shrieked.

"Whose Neymar?" Taylor looked at me, wiggling her brows.

"He better not be stealing my girl." Chris said.

Chris was my first kiss. From then on, we always had this little joke that I
was "his girl". To be honest, despite the fact he was younger by two years,
he more often acted like the bigger brother I never had.

I smiled at him, which he responded with a wink.

"Oh don't worry. Neymar is such a lovely boy. Clara, you'd love him." My
mum gushed.

"Cam, what did you buy Ney?" Lauren asked.

"I left it in Barcelona. I got him a Barcelona shirt that had Cabello written
on the back." I laughed.

"What number did you put?" Lauren laughed with me.

"Seven, because I was born in nineteen, ninety seven." I smirked.

"Nice one." Taylor high-fived me.

For the rest of the day, we spent it in each other's company. We started off
watching some Christmas movies, then we ate our Christmas meals and
played a few board games. I enjoyed this time with my family, it was so
good and I knew it wasn't going to last forever.

I was sat in my bed at the end of the night, looking at the photos that I took.
I posted one on Instagram of me and Lauren.
I captioned it: 'Merry Christmas ya filthy animals. And a happy new year...
'

Likes and comments started flowing in but I ignored them all.

I saw Lauren's comment: 'you're so funny omg. hahahahaha.'

Way to kill the moment.

Just as I was about to my phone down, I looked at the lock screen one more
time, my eyes more focused on the notification.
Neymar Jr commented on your photo: "missing you "

I smiled at it but didn't respond and put my phone on charge.

My mind was left with the thought of Neymar.

Wouldn't he be asleep right now? Maybe he had to look after Davi and saw
the photo.

I wonder how his holiday has been.

I do miss him to be honest...

Merry Christmas guys!!

I hope you have an amazing day! It's currently about one am but who
cares?!!

Don't forget to comment and vote. I hope you enjoyed these two crappy
chapters I posted.

Lots of love! xoxo

 17

I woke up pretty late on Boxing Day morning. It made me feel so much

better that I had a huge lie in.

I did the usual of checking my phone for all social media.

I scrolled through my Instagram feed but nothing in particular interested

me. It was the basic Christmas selfies that everyone seemed to do.

I saw Shakira's video, wishing everyone a good Christmas. In the

comments, I saw Neymar's username. This was the moment for me to start
stalking.

He had a few photos that I missed. There was one of Davi. Another of him
and Rafaella and then a few more of him and his friends. I then developed
my stalking further and looked at posts that he'd been tagged in.

The majority of them were edits and pictures of Neymar playing on the
pitch, that his fans uploaded. But there was one photo that stood out. He
wasn't in any of his Barcelona jersey's and it wasn't an edit either.

It was a pretty dark photo. Considering that I couldn't see it very well, I
turned up my brightness and tapped on the photo.

Neymar was taking a selfie, in a Batman costume with another girl, who
was wearing a Batgirl/Catwoman costume. I tapped on the photo only to see
that Neymar's username was tagged and Bruna Marquezine.

Neymar never mentioned Bruna but I had seen her on Instagram a lot but I
didn't know much of her. I then looked at the caption of the photo, which
was in Portuguese. I tried to click the 'see translation' button, but with just
my luck, it didn't work. All that was visible in the caption was a bunch of
hearty eye and red heart emojis. This person must really ship them.

Throughout my whole stalking session, there were constant photos and

videos of Neymar and Bruna together. By the looks of it, they looked like a
couple.

The thought of that, gave me a sickly feeling in my stomach.

My next idea was to search up Bruna and Neymar.

From previous articles, Bruna was Neymar's on and off girlfriend. They had
been together and broken up at least three times.

Pictures of Neymar and Bruna were also attached, from the World Cup, in
2014. I wasn't quite sure on whether I should trust the articles because a lot
of them did lie. Who knew that maybe there could've been an article on me
and Neymar that I just didn't know about.

I decided to ask another reliable source. Shakira.

I texted her, making sure that she knew I was only curious because I simply
was. I wasn't that close to Neymar to be jealous.

I left my phone on my bed and went downstairs, putting on my penguin

slippers, joining my family and Lauren's family in the kitchen.

I wasn't too hungry, so I just ate some cereal and decided to help out, by
washing everyone's dishes and offering everyone a cup of tea or coffee.
Majority of them said yes, so I decided to make some hot drinks.

"Hey Cam." Lauren said entering the kitchen, as I put all the mugs on a tray.

"Hey." I smiled at her.

"So, do you wanna go to the mall today? Just to do a bit of shopping while
the sales are on." Lauren suggested.

"Sure, I'll get ready in a bit." I smiled at my best friend.

After serving everyone their drinks, I did as planned and went upstairs to
get ready for the day ahead.

As I got my clothes out, I opened my texts to see Shakira's reply.

Shakira: Yes, Bruna is Neymar's on and off girlfriend. They are so

complicated omg... I'm not even sure whether they both still like each other
or they're only together just because they're bored. Also, hunny, it's okay if
you're jealous, so what :)

I replied.

Me: Ah, no don't worry, I just saw pics of them and was wondering. What is
she like??

I watched as the 'delivered' sign, changed to 'read' immediately.

Shakira: Not gonna lie, I really am not fond of her but that's because we
just don't get along, whereas Anto is somewhat alright with her. It just
depends how you are with her. She might like you

Shakira sent another separate message after that.

Shakira: How did you like Neymar's gift to you?????????

Me: I hope she's not a bitch. And I loved it!!!

The present reminded me that I should've thanked Neymar, which I then

did.

Me: Thank you so much for the present! I loved it. My gift to you is still in
Barcelona, I can't wait to give it to you! xoxo

Before getting distracted again, I started getting ready for my day out with
Lauren, which I managed to do quite quickly.

Just as Lauren and I were about to walk out the house, a familiar face was
stood in front of us.
"Camila." Liam sighed.

"Hey." I smiled quickly at him.

Lauren folded her arms, being impatient.

"I just came to wish you a merry Christmas and this is for you." He said
handing me a card.

I smiled once again, "You too."

Liam walked off and Lauren and I started walking down the road, towards
the mall.

"Open the card." She demanded.

I opened it because I was curious as well. Inside read, 'To Camila. Have a
great Christmas. No one deserves a better day more than you. I hope your
life in Spain is going well and I hope you meet a guy that will make you
much happier then I did. I really want you to know how sorry I am for
putting you through so much pain. I truly am Camila and I love you. Still.
From Liam.'

My eyes started tearing up. I didn't realise how much sympathy Liam really
had.

"Leave him Cam." Lauren said. She took the card and placed it in my bag;
making me forget about it for the rest of the day.

---

Lauren and I's shopping trip was very successful. I bought a whole bunch of
new underwear, candles, bath and body stuff and also some new clothes
such as dresses, jeans, tops, the usual.

Sephora was having a huge sale but Lauren and I didn't buy anything from
there, we just window shopped.
After a good few hours of shopping and spending time in each other's
company, we made a stop at Taco Bell.

Once we had our food, Lauren and I took ourselves and our bags, with our
food to sit down and eat.

"I really enjoy living in Spain." Lauren chirped.

"Hmm, same, it's so beautiful there." I agreed.

"I know but it's just weird how we've been staying for a few months and it
feels like we've been there for a lifetime."

"I honestly, can not wait to go back." I added on.

"Aren't you just lucky that you befriended Neymar Jr?" Lauren chuckled.

"You're friends with him too!" I rolled my eyes, playfully.

"But if it wasn't for you, maybe I wouldn't of been friends with him."
Lauren winked.

"Hurry up and eat so we can get going." I changed the subject.

We gathered all of our belongings and made our way out of Taco Bell so
that we would get home quicker.

After about ten minutes of walking back to my house and in those ten
minutes, Lauren would not stop singing Christmas songs, we both went up
to our rooms and threw the bags we had carried the whole day, onto the
floor.

"Hey Cam, I have a great idea." Lauren perked.

"What is it?" I yawned, while lying down like a starfish on my bed.

"Let's sing a duet together and post it on Instagram." She raised her
eyebrows.
I sat up, "That would actually be fun."

"Yay! But not a Christmas song." She said quickly.

I thought long and hard about a song, but was completely blank.

"I have an idea!" Lauren shouted.

---

After looking through the video about a trillion times, to make sure we
didn't sound too quiet or too squeaky. We finally uploaded the video onto
both mine and Lauren's Instagram.

The video was captioned, 'I want you to stayyyyyy.'

We tagged each other in the caption as well and before we knew it, the
video was getting hundreds to thousands of likes and comments, which was
a huge shock.

"Lauren, Camila, you guys are bloody amazing!" The sound of Taylor's
voice made us laugh.

We both walked out to see Taylor coming out of hers and Sofia's room, with
her phone in her hand and her jaw dropped to the ground.

"What happened?" Chris then came and asked.

"Watch this!" Taylor said, handing her phone to Chris. We all circled around
Taylor's phone to watch his reaction to the video.

Lauren had started the song, with her powerful and incredible voice.

Not really sure how to feel about it

Something in the way you move

Makes me feel like I can't live without you

It takes me all the way

I want you to stay

It was then the pair of us singing together, my more particular higher voice,
contrasting her normal singing tone, attempting a harmony.

It's not much of a life you're living

It's not just something you take it's given

Round and around and around and around we go

Oh now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know

It was then just me singing.

Not really sure how to feel about it

Something in the way you move

Makes me feel like I can't live without you

It takes me all the way

For the final bit, Lauren and I were harmonising, but this time, we both
went quite high.

I want you to stay, stay

I want you to stay, hooh

At the end of the video, Lauren and I laughed lightly and then it ended.

"Damn girls, you sure can sing." Chris gave his sister's phone back, whilst
Lauren and I laughed.

Maybe we should post more singing videos.

~

it's 3am and i'm posting this chapter because why not?!

i've been obsessed with this turkish drama and omg the feels. it's so bloody
great!! i don't speak turkish, so it's really difficult for me to find websites
with english subtitles. luckily, facebook has given me a few episodes to last
me a bit.

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 18

Lauren and I had just gotten home and it was so nice to be able to catch up
with our old friends. Apart from them, we didn't have many other close
friends. All my friends were Liam's friends so I didn't really stay close with
them because that was just awkward.

Both mine and Lauren's family were in my house in the living room.
Because Lauren and I were staying in America for just a bit, Lauren's
family decided to stay at my family's house, while Lauren and I were here.
It was easier to see each other every day.

Lauren and I were leaving tomorrow morning so we made sure everything

was packed and wasn't going to be a hassle.

A small knock on my door turned my attention to that direction. Sofia was

there, peering through my door.

"Come in Sof, everything okay?" I asked the little girl.

"Camila. When are you leaving?" My little sister asked, innocently.

"Tomorrow, princess." I said, pushing her hair behind her ear.

"I don't want you to. I miss you a lot. So does everyone else. Even Liam."
She said.

I looked down when she mentioned Liam but quickly showed a smile on
my face, to show I was fine.

"I know gorgeous but I have to. You'll see me soon, I promise." I kissed her
forehead.
"Pinky promise?" She brought out her pinky finger.

"Pinky promise." I smiled, connecting our fingers together.

That night, I slept with thoughts of Liam in my head. Does he really care
still?

I then remembered the card that he gave me when I was with Lauren.

I got up from my bed and went to my bag to see the card inside. I re-read it
over and over again inside my head.

I then smiled lightly, as a tear fell from my cheek and onto the card.

---

"Cam, wake up. We're here." Lauren nudged me.

I woke up and looked at Lauren who was making sure I was awake.

We had just landed in Barcelona.

After collecting our suitcases and waiting for a taxi, we finally got inside
and instructed them to our apartment.

The minute we got home, I unpacked so that I wouldn't have to do it later. I

then jumped onto my bed and fell asleep for a while because I was so tired.

The next morning, I received a text from Leo.

Leo: Hey Camila, Anto and I are having a NYE party. It would be great if
you and Lauren could come x

Me: Of course! Can't wait to see you guys x

I left my phone and then went to the kitchen to see Lauren. She was pouring
some juice for herself. I told her that Leo had a party and invited us. She
was more than excited to go.
"Cam, have you seen the recent news on Neymar?" She looked at me
suspiciously.

"I haven't been on my phone, so no, not really." I said, frowning.

"Check his page and all his fan accounts." She said referring to Instagram.

I had a feeling it would be something to do with Bruna.

It was indeed about Bruna. Neymar and her were now a couple. I then
thought back to what Shakira said. Maybe she isn't all bad.

A lot of people had put hate comments about how they are really pissed off
that "Brumar" is official.

Apparently Bruna is not the ideal one for Neymar and he's been putting her
in front of his family and friends.

It made me frown but I closed the app and looked at Lauren who saw my
facial expression.

"It's fucked up." She said and then walked into the living room.

It was.

---

Lauren and I were sat inside a taxi, as we were on our way to Leo's house.

I was wearing quite a tight dress, which was a very light pinky colour.
I paid the taxi driver on behalf of Lauren as well and we both went up to
Leo's house and knocked on the front door.

Lauren looked at me and flashed a smile before Anto came and opened the
door.

"Hi girls!" She beamed.

"How are you Anto?" I asked, greeting her with a kiss on each side of her
cheek. Lauren repeated the same step.

"Absolutely fab! Come inside, meet everyone." She showed us the way
inside to her house.

We went into the main living room, where all of the Barca squad were there
with their WAGs.

Leo came up first and greeted both Lauren and I and then Rafinha did as
well.

"How are you Cam?" He asked.

"Really good. Yourself?" I returned the question.

"Good. I came back from Brazil a few days ago." He smiled.

"Oh you stayed with Neymar didn't you?" I asked.

"Hardly." He scoffed and then walked to Munir, who shouted his name.

I frowned and then looked at Lauren who gave me a weird look and then
turned her gaze to a hyper Shakira, who was coming our way.

"Hi girlies!" She shouted.

Lauren and I chuckled at her but hugged her.

We all sat down on some of the couches, while there were a bunch of
people dancing to the music. I wasn't really in a dancing mood, so I sat with
Gerard, Leo, Anto and Shakira, while Lauren went to dance with Rafinha.

"How was America Camila?" Shakira asked, taking a sip of her wine.

"It was really good. It's nice to be back here though." I smiled.

"You and Lauren looked so good in that Instagram picture you posted."
Anto complimented.

"Aww, thanks Tony!" I chuckled.

"Leo, wasn't Neymar supposed to come?" Gerard asked.

"Yeah but I guess he's still in Brazil-"

"Probably banging his girlfriend." Rafinha then came with Lauren, cutting
off Leo.

Shakira gave me a smirk, at the mention of Bruna, but I sipped on my drink,

to avoid laughing.

"I'm really confused at their relationship, like why do so many people hate
her?" Lauren asked.

"Bruna and Neymar kept getting together and breaking up, like all the
time." Gerard started.

"Not gonna lie though, she was a shit girlfriend but Neymar claimed he was
still in love with her." Leo added on.

"I remember him telling me that he maybe wasn't as in love with her as he
thought he might of been." I scrunched my brows together.

"That's the thing with Neymar, he's never sure on what he wants with
Bruna." Rafinha sighed.

"I remember her at the World Cup, she wasn't there once to support
Neymar, especially after his injury." Shakira said.
"She pissed us all off. Even though she was nice to me, she pissed us off."
Antonella then spoke up.

"Anto, she was only nice to you, she disliked the rest of us." Leo claimed.

"That couldn't be more true." Gerard laughed.

"I felt sorry for her sometimes, no one wanted to sit by her or socialise with
her at all." Rafinha chuckled. "I wanna know what she'd be like with
Camila."

They all looked at me and murmured.

"I think she would hate Lauren to be fair." Gerard laughed.

"Good, she seems like a person I wouldn't want to befriend." Lauren rolled
her eyes.

I was curious as to what Bruna would act like towards me. Would she like
me or not?

A bunch of people started shouting, which we all realised, that they were
counting down until twelve am.

We all stood up and joined them.

7...

6...

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" We all screamed.

Then, fireworks started going off, near Leo's area, which amused us all. We
went to go and see them.

I even took a picture, ready to post on my Instagram.

As we all went to sit back in our seats, Rafinha caught our attention.

"Guess who's ringing me?" He scoffed.

He answered the phone and looked at all of us.

"Hey Ney." He smirked. We all laughed but carried on talking in separate

conversations.

Shakira came and sat by me so she could talk, without everyone hearing.

"How do you feel about Bruna and Neymar?" She asked.

"Well after what you guys have said about her, I think he could do so much
better. But, I may not know him enough to decide who's better for him." I
answered truthfully.

"Do you like him like that?" She asked.

I sighed, "Honestly. I really don't. I'm not into getting in a relationship right
now."

"I believe you, I was just curious." She smiled.

The night was coming to an end and I was getting really moody, so Rafinha
offered to drive Lauren and I home.

We thanked him and then got into the car. I sat in the passenger seat, while
Lauren sat in the back.

"It's been a long time since we've seen you guys. You better be coming to
our upcoming matches." Rafinha said.
I chuckled, "Of course."

We arrived home pretty quickly, which I was glad about. The second we got
inside, I took my shoes off and then started undressing, as I walked upstairs.
It felt so good to be relaxed. I started taking my makeup off and threw my
hair up before lying in my bed, scrolling through social media.

I posted the picture of the fireworks on Instagram, with the caption, '2017
XxXx' .

It then hit me that it was 2017. This year went way too fast for my liking.

HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS!

I know, it's a bit late. Lol.

I'm starting school this week and I have sooooo many exams to go through,
which stresses me out :/

I'm honestly so shocked at the news between Neymar and Bruna. I can't
believe they're back together.

Are you guys against Brumar or not?

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 19

Today I had decided to visit the boys and Anto and Shakira while they were
training. Not Anto and Shakira obviously.

Lauren was going to sort out the car that we had decided to get. She was
going to collect it. For the time being, Lauren and I were going to share it,
until we decided to get separate cars.

Shakira had picked me up from my apartment and then she drove off to the
Barcelona training ground.

"Do you think Neymar will be here?" I asked.

"Oh, he is. He posted a picture on his Snapchat story with Rafinha." Shakira
chuckled. We got there pretty quick and Shakira parked her car in the car
park and got out.

She then got Milan out the back seat and put him on her hip.

"Where's Sasha?" I asked.

"At my in-law's house." She smiled.

We walked together, into the entrance of the training ground. We saw

Antonella, sat on the floor, playing with Thiago, her son.

We approached her. Shakira put down Milan, who ran straight to Thiago.

"Hey Shak, hey Camila." Antonella said, getting up and greeting us with a
kiss on our cheek.

"You guys good?" She asked.

I nodded my head, as well as Shakira.

"Neymar's here today." Antonella looked at us awkwardly.

"How's it going?" Shakira asked.

"All the guys are being off with him because he keeps running back to
Bruna after he bicthes about her. I'm not surprised but they'll get over it."
Anto told us.

"Well if he acts like that and puts her before his friends then they have no
reason not to be pissed off. I would." I added on.

"Yeah, same. It's unfair on the lads." Shakira agreed.

The guys looked like they were having a great time, they were messing
about as usual but still focusing on their drills.

At the end, they were split into two teams and played a game.

Lionel and Rafinha were on one team and Gerard and Neymar were on the
other.

You could tell that Gerard was just as pissed off as some of the other guys,
with Neymar, but he didn't stop that from getting in the way of training.

None of the boys managed to score a goal, up until the very last few
minutes, when Gerard was on the verge of giving up and booted the ball as
far as he could, which resulted in Neymar jumping and tapping it into the
net.

Gerard's eyes went really wide, while the other boys on that team,
celebrated lightly, before walking towards Shakira, Antonella and I, as their
drinks were located in front of us.

Leo came and stood next to fiancée, Anto and Gerard stood beside Shakira.
Rafinha was in front of me and soon after, Neymar stood next to him.
Neymar noticed me and raised his eyebrows, with a small smile, gesturing a
'hello'. I smiled lightly at him.

Luis Enrique spoke to the guys a bit on their tactics for upcoming games
and what their strengths and weaknesses were but soon after, the training
ground became empty, as everyone started to leave.

Lauren texted me, informing that she was in the car park so I made my way
over there.

I saw Neymar on his own in front of me, so I approached him.

"Hey Neymar." I said, walking beside him.

"Hey Camila, how are you? How was your Christmas?" he asked, with a
smile.

"It was good thanks, you?" I responded.

"Yeah, yeah great." He rushed.

His phone suddenly started ringing and when he pulled it out of his pocket,
the only thing that stood out to my eyes, was the caller ID.

Bruna.

He looked at me for a second, then back at his phone.

"Um, sorry, it's important." He said and answered the phone before leaving
me.

I didn't even say anything, but sighed and went to go and find Lauren. I was
excited to see what the car was going to look like.

"Camila!" I heard Lauren shout my name.

I turned my attention the white Range Rover that was a few metres away
from me. Lauren was inside, with the window down, waving at me like a
mad man.
I laughed at my bestfriend but got into the passenger seat.

"How do you like our new whip?" She squealed.

"I love it." I smiled at her.

"Okay, let's make a stop to Maccies." She smiled.

We went to the drive through in McDonald's and I told Lauren to just get
me chicken nuggets and a coke, because I wasn't that hungry. She did as I
said and we ate while listening to Beyoncé. Soon after we reached home, I
went and cleaned the apartment, top to bottom.

I used the vacuum to clean up the floors and wiped away the dust that was
lingering on our furniture.

I then went to the kitchen and washed up all the dishes and once they dried,
I put them into their respected places.

Soon after, I decided to take the car to the local grocery store, because we
had hardly any food in the kitchen. I just needed to pick up some basic
groceries.

Lauren was watching some TV show on Netflix, so she didn't want to come
with me.

The drive was about twenty minutes to the store. I looked everywhere for a
parking spot, until I found one, pretty far from the store itself.

I went inside and got a trolley. As I went along, I picked up a few things I
needed.

I then went to the aisle, which had bathroom things, such as shampoo,
conditioner, toothbrushes and toothpastes. I picked up some shampoo and
conditioner for Lauren and I and then carried on with looking for food.

As I was in the cereal aisle, I tried to reach up and get one of the cereal
boxes that was on the higher shelf. Me being five foot two, didn't help and I
couldn't reach at all.
"Here, let me help you." A familiar voice said.

The taller, more built figure, reached up to get the cereal and then handed it
to me.

"Thank you." I smiled, just before I met his hazel eyes, and my smile faded
a bit.

"No way, Camila." He chuckled.

"Hi Neymar." I greeted.

"Sorry for cutting you off earlier." He apologised.

"No worries, I get that your girlfriend is important." I said, before rolling
my trolley along the floor.

"Oh, you mean Bruna." He mumbled.

"Well obviously, who else would I be talking about? Unless you have more
than one girlfriend." I sniggered.

"Are you mad at me for it?" He scratched the back of his head. At this
point, Neymar was following me, in need of a conversation.

"Nope, not at all." I said, half true, half serious.

I was just slightly getting irritated that he was blowing me off for Bruna. I
mean, it's only the first time but I'm afraid he might do it again.

He'll blow me off just like he did with the guys.

"Oh thank god!" He sighed.

"How about you come over tomorrow evening? Lauren is gonna be out, so
we can spend the evening together." I offered.

"Um, I can't." He said.

"Why?" I furrowed my eyebrows together.

"Because um..." He dragged out.

"Oh let me guess, Bruna is going to FaceTime you then." I joked.

"Actually, she's coming to Barcelona tomorrow." He said.

I stopped in my tracks and looked at him.

"Oh okay, yeah alright. Whatever." I chuckled lightly and walked off,
without listening to what he had to say.

I rolled my eyes and carried on shopping for anything else.

Once I had all my things put in bags and ready to pay, my eye caught
Neymar's, who was paying for his things, at the till in front of me.

I looked away and handed the money to the lady, and pushed my trolley
away, with all my carrier bags in.

"Camila, wait!" I heard Neymar say.

I reached to the car quickly and opened up the trunk, piling all my bags in
there. I shut the trunk and then put the trolley to the side, for one of the
workers to take away.

"Camila, stop." Neymar said from behind me, grabbing my wrist.

"Neymar, what are you doing?" I exclaimed.

"Please, don't be annoyed at me for being with Bruna." He pleaded.

"I'm not okay. You don't have to explain anything to me, I'm not anything to
you am I?" I snapped back.

"What? Of course you're something to me." He said coming closer.

"No, I'm not. Stay with Bruna if she makes you happy, I don't want to be in
the way." I said. I got out of his grip and jumped into the car, before starting
the engine and driving away.

I didn't want to be bothered by Neymar being with Bruna, but I was starting
to and I didn't even know the girl.

~
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 20

I was currently stacking some shoes on the rack, at work. We had a massive
delivery arrive this morning, in the store, so I offered to just place
everything where it belonged.

I had been doing the shoes section for quite a while and it was so tiring but I
needed to get it done.

"Camila, I'll carry on with the shoes, you can sort out the women's
clothing." My co-worker, Alex, suggested.

"Oh, don't worry about it." I smiled.

"Trust me, it's fine. Plus, I've been getting weird looks from some ladies for
hanging the sports bras on the racks." He chuckled.

"Alright." I laughed and made my way to the other side of the store, where I
hung up the women's clothing.

It made me envy Nike models so much, considering they got so many free
items of clothing, which I could hardly afford.

I got out the last stock of sports bras and hung them up neatly, in order of
sizes from smallest to largest.

"Um. Excuse me." A feminine voice from behind, caught my attention.

I turned around to a woman who was quite young. She had chocolate brown
hair, an olive skin tone, a really dark brown pair of eyes and a figure that
was to die for. She must've been a model or something because she seemed
familiar and looked like she was one.
"Hi, can I help?" I smiled at her.

"Yeah, have you got this in one size smaller?" She showed me the Nike Pro
leggings in her hand.

"I'll go look in the back for you." I took the item from her hand.

She thanked me with a smile and then went away.

I searched for a smaller size of the leggings but could only find one, which
was two sizes smaller, but I wasn't sure if the customer would prefer that. I
brought it out anyway and walked back to the lady, who was waiting.

As I walked closer and closer to her, I noticed a man was next to her, but he
as well, seemed way to familiar.

He had his arms wrapped around the lady's waist and was kissing her neck.

His features adjusted to my eyes more and I now recognised that man to be
Neymar Jr.

I shook my head and looked down as I carried on walking.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I could only find one which was two sizes smaller, but
I'm not sure which you'd prefer." I smiled apologetically, looking down still.

"Oh that's alright, I'll take the smaller on then." She said, taking it from my
hand.

I smiled and then turned around, to carry on with my job, noticing that
Neymar also recognised me, as he was searching for my eyes. In the corner
of my eye, I could see his actions, which somewhat amused me.

"Ney, can we go?" The lady asked.

"Uh, yeah sure." He said, glancing at me one more time, before leaving.

Once they were gone, I sighed a deep breath. It made sense as to why I
recognised the woman, she was Bruna. She looked so much prettier in real
life than on her social media accounts, which shocked me.

It was now understandable why Neymar was with her. She came across as a
genuinely, sweet, nice person. I didn't know her obviously but she gave an
impression of a good character.

My shift was coming to an end, so I started packing all my things that were
in the staff room.

I was glad to be only working until four pm, which meant that I could go
spend time with Lauren. Rafinha had also invited us and a few of the Barca
players to his house, so that we could just order food and have a chilled
night.

I picked up my bag and walked out the store, walking in the direction of my
apartment. I didn't take the car because I wanted to save some gas. I walked
past the main street of shops and fast food places, looking at how busy
everything was getting.

I couldn't wait to get home and just relax.

I was lost in my own thought and didn't realise my name being called out by
someone in front of me.

I looked up and saw it was Neymar.

"Hey." I said.

"D-Do you need a lift?" He asked.

"Ney can we go home now?" Bruna groaned from behind him.

"I'll be fine." I said and walked past him.

"Oh, it's the girl from the Nike store. How do you know her Ney?" She
asked, smiling at me.

"We've been friends for a while, babe." He answered.

Babe. That one word. It had such an effect on me, for a reason I couldn't
think of.

Babe.

I chuckled to myself.

"I better be going." I said, rushing off.

"Camila, wait!" Neymar exclaimed.

I ignored him and carried on walking.

"Maybe she's upset baby. Talk to her some other time." I heard Bruna say to
Neymar.

Why was this girl being nice? I thought she was a bitch.

I guess she wasn't as bad as I thought she could've been.

By the time I got home, I ran upstairs and got changed as quick as possible
so that Lauren and I could go straight to Rafinha's house.

Lauren offered to drive, which I wasn't completely bothered by because I

lacked in a lot of energy today.

I was scrolling through Instagram, as Lauren drove us to Rafinha's house.

We arrived pretty soon and I jumped out the car immediately and walked
straight up to Rafinha's front door, ringing the door bell.

Rafinha answered the door almost instantly. I was greeted with his chirpy
self. He gave Lauren and I a hug, as we walked inside. We were welcomed
by Gerard, Shakira, Anto and Leo.

I thought there was gonna be a few more players but I was glad there was
just the few four.

"Hey guys. How are you?" I asked, taking a seat next to Leo.
"Really good, what about you?" Gerard responded.

I smiled and nodded my head, "Great."

Lauren then spoke up, "Where's Neymar? Didn't you invite him?"

I cleared my throat and sat up.

"He's with Bruna." Rafinha said.

"Yeah, I saw them today." I chuckled, awkwardly.

"Really? Did they do any PDA." Anto looked at me, disgusted.

"No. They didn't." I laughed.

"Where did you see them?" Shakira questioned.

"I was at work and then Bruna came up to me, asking if I could get a size
smaller in her leggings but I didn't know it was her." I explained briefly.

"So when did Neymar show up?" Leo asked.

"After I came back from the storage room, I saw Neymar with his arms
around Bruna and then I realised that she was Bruna. Surprisingly, she was
being really nice to me." I scoffed.

"Well that's a change." Gerard muttered.

"You know the other day, Ney was trying to convince us that Bruna had
changed. Maybe he was right." Leo suspected.

"Maybe but it's practically impossible for a girl like Bruna to instantly
change into a sweet angel." Shakira said.

"Guys, don't overreact, she can be alright sometimes." Antonella defended.

"Anto, shush hunny. The girl's vicious." Shakira shunned the brunette.
Anto rolled her eyes, ignoring everyone's remarks.

The doorbell rung and Rafinha shot up from his seat.

"That's the pizza!" He exclaimed and ran off to go and get it.

By eleven o'clock, all of us had eaten practically all of Rafinha's fridge and
we just bitched and gossiped about a bunch of people.

I was lying on the couch with Anto and Shakira sat on my small legs.

"I think we better head home." I said to Lauren.

"Good idea." She yawned.

"Have you got somewhere to be tomorrow?" Rafinha asked.

"No, I'm working the same shift tomorrow." I told him.

"You know Marc, Marc Bartra. Well his birthday was just recently, I'm
pretty sure he wouldn't mind if you guys come along to his party." Rafinha
said.

"Is this your way of inviting us to a party?" Lauren teased.

"Basically yeah." Rafinha blushed.

"Sure, why not." Lauren smiled.

"Okay, I'll pick you both up at about six, the party starts at about seven."
Rafinha said.

We thanked him and the others for a good night, before driving back home.

I lay down in my bed, once I was in some sleeping clothes and I scrolled
through all my social media apps.

My eye obviously caught the photo of Bruna and Neymar together and I felt
a feeling in my chest that was somewhat unusual.
I was confused. Why did I feel like this? It was something I hadn't
experienced in a long time and didn't know what to think of it.

Realisation then hit me. Jealousy.

I was jealous of Bruna and Neymar's relationship.

I was jealous because I wanted to be Bruna.

I was jealous because I had started to develop deep feelings for Neymar.

I liked him. A lot.

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 21

I jumped straight into the shower, so that I was all clean for the party
tonight.

Marc somehow got my number and texted me, making sure Lauren and I
were definitely coming. I informed him that Rafinha had asked us and he
was going to be picking us up and taking us to the venue. Marc was pretty
pleased by the idea.

Whilst I was in the shower, I washed my hair with a tea tree mint smelling
shampoo and conditioner. I then shaved my legs, quickly and finally, got
onto washing my body with a coconut body gel.

I felt clean and hydrated and then stepped out of the shower, wrapping a
towel around my timid body.

I got out another towel and rinsed my hair lightly with it before throwing
the towel around my hair and keeping it up.

I walked to my bedroom and looked through my wardrobe for an outfit that

suited the night. I settled with a very short, tight black dress that was very
plain.
After dressing myself, I sat down in front of my mirror and started doing
my makeup. I decided to go for quite a glam look, with some glittery,
sparkly eye makeup and some wispy false lashes. I made sure my highlight
was very glowy. For my lips, I put on a bright red lipstick as it was a very
seductive colour that I liked.

I then dried my hair, with a blow dryer before straightening it and then hair
spraying my long, thin hair, back so it looked very sleek, in a slick back
look.
Finally, I completed my outfit with a small golden bracelet, a golden choker
and some gold heels.

I spritzed some perfume around my body and then got out a small clutch,
filling in a few things I needed for the night.

"Camz, are you ready?" Lauren shouted from downstairs.

"Yeah, I'm coming!" I replied.

I tidied my bedroom quickly and then rushed downstairs to see my stunning

bestfriend, in front of me.

She was wearing a khaki bodycon dress, which was long sleeved and came
mid thigh. Her makeup was very subtle but looked so pretty and glistening.
Her hair was left natural, in its wavy form.

"Holy shit. You are fire." I said, looking at her up and down.

"Fuck my life, you slay." She complimented me.

We both looked at each other and laughed.

"Rafinha said he'd be here soon," she said checking her phone.

I nodded at her and then looked at some Snachat stories.

It was a very rare occasion that Neymar would post on his story but I
looked at it anyway.

It was a picture of Bruna and she was wearing a nude dress that showed her
curves off perfectly.

She wasn't looking at the camera but at her own phone.

Neymar captioned it with a bunch of hearty eye emojis. I rolled my eyes

and locked my phone.

"You alright?" Lauren asked, clearly noticing my attitude.

"Yeah, I'm alright." I lied.

"What's wrong?" She sighed.

"It's just Neymar," I whispered.

"You like him. I know. I know what you're feeling and it's normal, don't
worry about it. You're looking gorgeous tonight, he'll regret ever letting you
slip through his fingers." Lauren reassured me.

I smiled at her but was then interrupted. Rafinha honked the horn, evoking
that he had arrived. Lauren locked the door, whilst I got inside Rafinha's
car. Lauren joined after and Rafinha then drove off to the venue.

"You guys look hot." He said straight to the point.

"You're looking pretty smoking too," I answered.

"Oh, well I do try." He smirked.

The car ride was pretty silent but it was comfortable.

We arrived finally and I jumped out the car, then joined by Rafinha and
Lauren who were on either side of me, like giants as I was very small.

We walked inside the venue that looked really pretty on the outside, with
simple yet stunning lights, hanging from the front of the building.

Inside, there was a small corridor/hallway area, where we walked through

and then came face to face with a huge hall, that was filled with a bunch of
people. There was music playing elegantly and there were so many people
just enjoying themselves.

"Rafi!" The three of us turned around to see Marc, in a suit and tie, looking
attractive, call out to Rafinha.

"Hey Bartra, I'm loving this atmosphere." Rafinha replied, giving Marc a
hug.
"I know, it's amazing! Lauren, Camila, I'm glad you guys could come."
Marc said, turning towards us, greeting us both.

"We wouldn't miss it." Lauren smiled.

Marc smiled at us, showing his perfect white teeth.

We all walked towards the group of people, we were much familiar with.
Amongst them all, Neymar and Bruna stood out. Bruna looked exactly how
she was on Neymar's story and Neymar was wearing a normal, button up
shirt, some black, tight trousers and a blue blazer.

Lauren nudged me and I looked up at her.

"Don't worry about him." She mumbled into my ear.

I nodded my head and gulped.

"Hey guys." Lauren said, to all of our friends.

There was chorus of people talking over each other. The only thing we
managed to get out was a bunch of "hey"'s, "you look amazing" and "we're
so glad you came!".

We chuckled at them before we were handed some drinks. I refused because

I was underage, as well as Lauren.

"It's just a little bit. Just have some, you'll be fine." Shakira winked.

I shrugged and took it off the waiter, who had some alcohol beverages on a
tray.

I drank it slowly so that I could savour the taste of the alcohol but I really
didn't like it.

I scrunched my face in disgust and shook my head.

"Yeah, let's take that away from you." Rafinha chuckled and took the glass
from my hand and put it to the side.
Amongst the music, there were a lot of people chattering. Lauren and I were
surrounded by a massive group, with people that were just the Barcelona
family. It made us a lot more comfortable.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Neymar standing with Bruna. She was
talking to Antonella but Neymar was looking directly at me.

I smiled lightly.

He looked as if he was about to come over but the sound of a voice from the
speakers, stopped him.

We all turned our attention to the stage and we saw Melissa, Marc's girl,
standing on the stage, in front of the mic.

"First of all, I'd like to thank everyone for coming, it means a lot." She
started. "Second, we have a special guest performing tonight so everyone
please welcome Maluma!"

Everyone cheered and clapped as the Colombian superstar walked onto the
stage. He looked bloody gorgeous, if I do say so myself.

The music to his song, Borro Cassette started playing and before you knew
it, his beautiful voice started echoing through the room. Everyone was
cheering and clapping, with happiness all around.

Marc was one lucky guy to have Maluma perform at his party.

The song came to and end, and once again we all applauded at Maluma's
performance.

"Happy birthday Marc! You should thank all of your friends for begging me
to come!" Maluma joked.

He carried on talking, "For one more performance, how about two people
come up and sing with me?"

A lot of people were getting excited but I decided to raise mine and
Lauren's hand. She looked at me with a wide eyes expression. Along with
the others.

I smirked at her.

"How about you two dark brown haired girls?" Maluma said through the
mic.

Everyone's eyes were now suddenly on us and I dragged Lauren behind me

on the stage.

Melissa came and handed us two mics; I was smiling, while Lauren looked
like she wanted to die right here, right now.

Maluma kept the mic away from his mouth, in which we did as well.

"What're your names?" Maluma asked.

God he looked even more hotter here in person.

"I'm Camila, this is Lauren." I introduced us. He then shook our hands.

"It's just gonna be a bit of karaoke, so don't worry." He winked.

Melissa put a song on, which I recognised as Sin Contrato. I don't know
how Lauren and I were going to compare our voices to Maluma but we just
had to follow the lyrics that were in the colour of the end of our mics, that
were displayed on a small screen in front of us.

I was blue and Lauren was green.

Maluma had already started singing, his angelic voice filling my ears.

Tú pasas te miro

Te miro y te ves muy bien

Eres la más sexy lo sabes

Dame ese cuerpito de una vez

Vamos a divertirnos que esta noche es pa' pasarla bien

Y es que no aguanto las ganas de hacerte mía

Se te cansó la monotonía

Yo te daré todo lo que no te da

All of the guests, family and friends were swaying to the song, dancing and
just generally enjoying themselves.

I saw Rafinha looking at us, smiling that we had gotten up and actually
volunteered.

Antonella and Shakira were cheering as loud as they could.

Uooh uooh oohh

Uooh uooh oohh

Uooh uooh

Dime dime dime si tú quieres andar conmigo

Uooh uooh oohh

Uooh uooh oohh

Uooh uooh

No te importa no me importa que seamos amigos

On the screen, it then displayed, the lyric in green. Lauren put the mic
towards her mouth and sang the lyrics with so much power.

"Boy I love how you take control. Ah ah ahh."

Then it was the pair of us singing, "I can never get enough, tell the DJ turn
it up. We can dance all night long."
The lyrics then went blue, so it was just me singing, "If you wanna see
where this goes. Ah ah ahh. Then you gotta see me moving cause tonight
you're turning me on."

The majority of our mates started cheering and clapping as soon as Lauren
and I finished our solos.

Maluma then continued with his bit.

No sé si crees en coincidencias

Dime rápido que se me acaba la paciencia

Hagamos el amor y deja atrás esa inocencia

Vivamos la aventura que no tiene

Mucha ciencia bebé

Tú me tocas yo te toco

Y la pasamos muy bien

Si nos gusta otro día nos volvemos a ver

A la misma hora y en el mismo lugar

Tú y yo solitos mami hasta el amanecer

Ok!

Everyone cheered at his intense rapping skills. I could hardly rap in English
let alone Spanish.

He then sung a bit more, "Dime dime dime si tú quieres andar conmigo. No
tiene caso que sea tu amigo. Y si no quieres solo dame un rato, baby pero
sin ningún contrato."
Lauren and I both repeated what he just sang, "Dime dime dime si tú
quieres andar conmigo. No tiene caso que sea tu amigo. Y si no quieres solo
dame un rato, baby pero sin ningún contrato."

We all repeated the last verse again twice, before finishing the song.

As the music stopped, everyone erupted in cheers. Lauren was now smiling,
which contrasted to her miserable face earlier.

"I told you it wouldn't be so bad." I whispered in her ear.

She smiled at me and then pulled me into a side hug, with her arms around
my neck and mine around her waist.

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It was a lot longer hahaha.

I was listening to Sin Contrato with Fifth Harmony featuring in it and

because in this story, nor Camila or Lauren are famous, I decided to still
include Fifth Harmony's bit anyway. Even if Camila isn't a part of 5H
anymore :)))

I'll leave the video edit to the song here in case you wanted to hear what it
sounded like when they performed in this chapter:

https://youtu.be/aK7Svrt4tMc

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 22

Last night's party was really good and I thoroughly enjoyed myself.

After Maluma's performance, Lauren and I decided to go home as everyone

was starting to clear off anyway.

I had a free day from work today, which I was happy about because it meant
that I could stay inside all day.

I was wearing a Nike grey hoodie and some grey, patterned Nike pro
leggings, which were basically what I lived in.

Lauren was working an early shift today, so she'd be back later on.

I was sat in the living room, looking through some Netflix shows. I wasn't
really a massive fan when it came to TV shows, so I settled with watching
22 Jump Street.

My phone started ringing and I answered it almost immediately.

The caller ID read Neymar.

I put my phone to my ear.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Camila! I-I didn't think you'd pick up." He said relived.

"Well now that I have, what's up?" I asked.

"I just wanted to know if you wanted to go out today. Like just the two of
us?" He asked hopefully.
I smiled to myself. He wanted to spend time with me.

"Where's Bruna?" I asked without thinking.

"Oh. She's at a friends house." He answered back.

For some reason, my thoughts just completely twisted.

"So, shall I pick you up at one?" He asked.

I sighed and replied, "No, I'm staying in. Probably gonna do something with
Lauren." When in all honesty, I would probably be having a nap.

"Oh. Okay. Yeah that's fine." He said and so I hung up.

I lay back, comfortably and just went through some social media, while the
film was playing on the TV.

I looked through some of the photos that Marc had posted from last night
and saved a few that appealed to my eyes.

Shakira and Anto also sent me a few. I was debating on whether or not to
post one on Instagram. Maybe later.

I went into the kitchen and started to snack on some popcorn because I
craved the flavour of something sweet.

This suggested that I was going to be on my period soon.

I rolled my eyes at the thought but then carried on eating, with no guilt.

After what felt like a couple of minutes, Lauren came back, which meant
that hours had actually passed by and I was still eating.

"Hey Camz." My best friend said, walking through the door.

"Hey." I said with food all stuffed in my mouth.

She looked at me and rolled her eyes at my disgusting behaviour.

My phone then buzzed and I looked at the lock screen.

I swiped open the text from Shakira and read it out loud.

"Tomorrow, we are going clubbing, bring yourself and Lauren there at

eight." I said so Lauren could here.

"I'm in." She exclaimed.

I texted Shakira back saying that we were willing to go and for the rest of
the night, Lauren and I watched a couple more movies and ended up
sleeping on the couch.

---

I didn't too much in preparation for today's night out because Marc's party
was just recently so I didn't need to shave as there wasn't any visible hair.
However, I still looked after my hygiene and had a shower and washed my
hair.

As I went back to my room, I was sat in my gown and a towel around my

neck to stop further hair from dripping on my shoulders.

I plugged in my blow dryer and dried my hair, taking about forty minutes as
my hair was so long and hard to manage.

I then got changed into a baby pink top and a skirt that came to my shin.
The top was quite short, and showed about two centimetres of my stomach.
I then wrapped my hair in a bun and applied some makeup to my face. I
made my eye look quite sparkly as I was into these type of looks at the
moment. My lip colour was a brown-ish, nude colour.

Finally, onto my hair, I curled it very loosely, so it would have a natural

wavy effect, which was how I wanted it.

I had gotten ready in about two hours, which was pretty good for me,
considering I liked to take my time.
I went downstairs and Lauren hadn't come down yet so I called out for her
and she walked down the stairs quickly.

We didn't waste any further time and went straight into the car and this
time, I was driving.

I drove to the address, Shakira sent me and then parked the car in the
parking space available.

Lauren and I walked, side by side, to the entrance of the club and looked
around for any familiar faces.

As we continued to work, we saw Denis standing by the bar, getting served

some drinks.

He noticed me approach and smiled at me.

"Hey Camila!" He said, greeting me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey, where is everyone?" I asked, shouting over the loud music.

"They're at that booth over there," he pointed towards where I could now
see Shakira and Antonella.

"Okay, thank you!" I thanked him and Lauren and I walked towards where
Denis showed us.

"Hey girlies!" Anto beamed. She hugged us both, as well as Shakira and the
four of us all sat down together.

"Where are the guys?" Lauren asked.

"They're dancing over there!" Shakira exclaimed.

We looked ahead of us and indeed they were dancing, I don't know what
type of dance you'd call it but it was a tragedy. Gerard and Leo already
looked a bit tipsy, which made me laugh.
"So did Bruna not come?" I asked, once I caught a glimpse of Neymar, who
was also dancing with them.

"No, I think she's gone back to Brazil, but I'm not sure." Shakira replied. I
raised my eyebrows but then looked back ahead of me.

Neymar and Rafinha were dancing together. They were both definitely
slowly starting to get wasted.

"I'm gonna go dance with Rafinha!" Lauren said and went up towards him.

Us three just raised our eyebrows in shock at Lauren's sudden remark but
we let her go anyway.

She went to dance and we could just see how excited Rafinha was to see
her.

"They're so cute together." I chuckled.

"They are, but I don't know if Rafinha really likes her, like that." Anto said.

"Yeah, Lauren never really talks about him either, so I don't know." I
replied.

"Who knows what could happen." Shakira said sipping on her cocktail.

Gerard and Leo came back and dragged their partners up to the dance floor
with them.

I laughed at their drunken minds and sat back in my seat, looking at

everyone having fun.

As I looked around, my eyes met with Neymar's.

He did a double take once noticing that I looked at him and he smiled,
gesturing for me to come over but I shook my head.

He then approached me and just sat beside me.

"You haven't spoken to me in so long!" He moaned.

I could tell that he wasn't that drunk.

"I'm sorry." I laughed.

"Come and dance with me!" He pleaded.

"If you wanted to dance Ney, you should've brought Bruna." I rolled my
eyes.

"I don't need Bruna to dance." He replied.

"But it looks bad if you dance with other girls."

"Camila, shh.. Remember that time we had a conversation about

relationships and love?" He asked.

I thought about it. It was a long time ago but I remember us talking about it
and how he hadn't found his true love yet.

"Yes, I remember." I answered.

"Well let me tell you, I still haven't found my true love." He laughed,
hysterically.

I chuckled and rolled my eyes at his behaviour.

"Each time, I try to make it work with Bruna it never works. I can't love her.
I try to and I know she loves me but I do everything I can to love her back
just as much. But I just can't." He sighed.

My jaw fell to the ground. I could not believe what was coming out of his
mouth.

"But Neymar, you're going to make her more upset by giving her the wrong
impression." I argued.
"I'm not because she knows. She knows that I don't love her. I promised her
that I would try to but she knows I can't and probably, never will." By this
point, Neymar's head was resting on my shoulder.

I was lost for words. I didn't know what to say.

"I'll break up with her soon. I need to find someone better. I need to fall in
love properly." He said drowsily.

"Wait. What..." I whispered.

"Love is so complicated amor." He chuckled but then faced me. "Fall in

love with someone that loves you just as much," and with that, his eyes shut
and he fell asleep on my shoulder.

Love is complicated. That was the only thing that was in my mind.

Hope you liked this chapter! Things have changed a lot more!

It's all quite sudden but I wanted to get this chapter up and done so the other
chapters would be more exciting.

I forgot to say this last time but I watched xXx - Return of Xander Cage the
other day, and if you didn't already know; Neymar was in it. Oh my God!
First off, Vin Diesel and Deepika (the main actress, she's from Bollywood)
were amazing!

I loved Neymar's part in it, and no joke, I screamed when he came on.

Definitely go to see it guys! It's amazing.

Also, there's a rumour that Bruna is pregnant?!?!?! Let me know what you
guys think of their relationship!

Don't forget to keep commenting and voting, it keeps me motivated!

Lots of love xxxx

 ❤

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NEYMARRR!!!!

OMG YOU GUYYSSSS. HES 25!

Sorry that this isn't and update, i've just been ill and currently editing! But
let's just all appreciate what i have of Ney for now.
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My thoughts were constantly running back to what Neymar was saying

yesterday about Bruna.

I guess because he was drunk, he could've just been saying that.

I know for a fact that if he was sober, he wouldn't say that.

I was currently cleaning my makeup storage because I had so much crappy,

old makeup that I didn't need yet still had it lying around.

I had a range of different products that were old but gold and others that
were a waste of my money.

Eventually after getting rid of the stuff I didn't want, my storage was finally
decent enough and I organised all the products back where they belonged.

I picked up my phone and lay down on my bed, looking through my Twitter

feed and retweeting and liking a bunch of tweets.

I came across Neymar's Twitter and I started stalking his feed.

He had liked some posts by some fans, who had made edits of Neymar and
Bruna together.

I chuckled to myself at the thought of his words last night.

Out of coincidence, Neymar's name popped up at the top of my phone

screen.

I clicked on the message and read it.

Neymar: Hey, can we talk?

I sighed and replied back.

Me: Yeah, you can come over.

I put my phone down and went downstairs, to unlock the door so Neymar
could walk straight in.

I also informed him via text that it was open and he replied with a simple,
'okay'.

I was sat on the couch when Neymar walked in. He saw me instantly and
sat down on the couch that was adjacent to mine.

"Hey." He said.

I smiled back, "Hi."

"I'm just gonna get straight to the point, I know what I said last night and I
shouldn't of said that, so please don't tell anyone." He begged.

"Neymar, are you serious right now?" I raised my eyebrows.

"What?" He looked around clueless.

"Bruna loves you so much and you've been in relationships with her, then
broken up and then gotten back together. You're completely messing with
her head." I argued.

"Camila, I told you, I can't love her. She knows I don't and she's still asked
me to be with her."

"Well if you don't love her then why do you care about what she thinks? Or
wants? Why have you still given her a chance. Neymar, you're fucking her
around." I started to get annoyed.

I never understood boy logic.

"Don't say that. I don't fuck people around, that's not my shit. I care about
her still. I want her to be happy." He raised his voice.

"Then let her go. I think she'd be better off without a guy who doesn't even
love her. Honestly, I can't believe you Neymar, I thought you were better
than this. I've told you about my past with Liam. I don't know why you
think it's okay to still try to 'make things work with Bruna' if you don't love
her. I don't understand your logic." I scoffed.

"Yeah, you never will understand. I'm not a fuckboy, so get that out of your
head. I have a son. I am mature, despite what you think. I have feelings, I'm
not a heartless person. My intention was never to hurt Bruna, but to only
give her what she wanted." He replied.

I rolled my eyes at him.

He didn't even say anything and just walked straight out.

What I was hoping he'd do.

---

Shakira, Antonella, Lauren and I all decided to go out for a girls night,
tonight.

We kept it very simple and just went for a meal.

Leo, Gerard, Neymar and Rafinha were all going out together too. So the
kids were staying at their Grandparent's house, while we were all having a
good time.

The restaurant we were at was very formal and made me feel a lot
underdressed than everyone.

I had ordered some pollo pasta, which I was very excited to eat.

"So how have you been guys?" Antonella smiled hopefully at us.

"Good, you?" Lauren replied.

"Yes! Let me tell you some gossip!" Antonella said eagerly.

Lauren and I sat forward, ready to listen to the gossip.

"Bruna and Neymar. Have broken up. Again." She whispered.

"Really?!" Lauren exclaimed.

"Yes! I heard Lionel on the phone to Neymar. They were talking about
Bruna being upset because Neymar dumped her."

My mouth dropped to the ground and I sat there, completely shocked.

I really did not expect Neymar to break up with her after what we spoke
about the other day.

"So the guys are all out today to get Neymar's mind off of it." Antonella
finished.

I laughed to myself. Like Neymar was actually hurt by it all.

"But Neymar broke up with her." Shakira replied, frowning.

"Yeah but he could be feeling bad." Lauren sipped on her drink.

"Oh well, doesn't concern us." I said.

By this time, our food had arrived and I looked at the creamy pasta on my
plate and licked my lips. I went straight into it and started eating. The other
girls either went for pasta or salad.

"Oh God. Look who's here." Shakira said putting her fork down.

The three of us who were unaware of what she was talking about but we
turned around to see Gerard, Leo, Neymar and Rafinha walking in the
restaurant.

Gerard noticed Shakira shying away so he came towards her and gave her a
hug.
"Hey baby, how you doing?" He teased.

"Gerard, what're you doing here?" Shakira asked, clearly irritated.

"We just decided that we were gonna have a nice meal out." He smiled at
his wife.

"Right okay, we'll see you later then." She tried shooing him away.

The other three boys walked behind Gerard and gave us small smiles.

Once I made eye contact with Neymar, I instantly tried looking away but he
just chuckled to himself in amusement.

Okay then.

The four of us continued to eat and talk and soon enough, Shakira called the
waiter over to give us our bill.

Despite us all suggesting that we should split the bill, Shakira wasn't having
it and just paid for us all.

We thanked her and then we all stood up, ready to leave.

I searched around the restaurant for Neymar and there he was, sat with the
boys in a corner.

He looked up from his plate of food and noticed me. I avoided eye contact
and followed Lauren, Shakira and Antonella, out the restaurant.

This was a really boring chapter, I do apologise.

Also, sorry for the slow updates!! I'll try to be back as normal.

What did you guys think of it anyway?

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 24

"Are you gonna get anything for Neymar? You know, because it's his
birthday tomorrow." Lauren asked me.

"I might. I might just get him a Real Madrid shirt and put 'Camila' with the
number seven on the back. Similar to the Christmas present." I chuckled.

Neymar and I hadn't really spoken much for about a week. He was having a
party for his birthday so obviously I would go, despite the fact that we aren't
on the best of terms.

Lauren and I has spent the day clearing out the apartment and getting rid of
some random mess that piled up over a few months. We went to the mall to
go and find a nice dress for the party tomorrow. I had found this red one
that was net on the top and came up to mid thigh. It was gorgeous and I
couldn't wait to create a makeup look for it.

Once we arrived home, Lauren and I ordered a Chinese and we spent the
evening together. This was one of the things I loved about living with my
bestfriend.

"So, has Liam messaged you ever since we visited?" She asked.

"Um. No. Surprisingly. I guess I don't need to wait for him to text me. I'm
over him, I've moved on and I'm happy now." I smiled.

"Ah. I guess. I suppose you can move onto Neymar now." Lauren winked at
me.

"Laur... Just because I have a tiny crush on him doesn't mean that I want to
be in a relationship with him. I haven't even developed proper feelings for
him, I guess it's just the start of liking someone." I explained.
"Hmm, true. You wouldn't be able to stay mad at him for this long if you
genuinely had strong feelings for him." She suggested.

"I'm not mad at him but yeah, I can see where you're coming from." I took a
few more bites from my food before taking a sip from my drink.

"I just really want Neymar to admit he feels the same way." Lauren said,
whilst clearing up.

"Unfortunately, that won't happen. Ever." I chuckled.

"You're so in denial! You're also really stubborn you know." Lauren said.

"How?" I exclaimed.

"You just are. You always have to be the last person to apologise or you
always have to get the last word."

I laughed at her, "Oh well."

---

Lauren and I had been at Neymar's party for quite some time and a lot of
people I hardly knew, were also here. Majority of Neymar's friends were
just getting wasted.

I was standing with Antonella and Shakira, while Lauren was getting some
drinks for us.

Antonella was looking out at random people and was just judging them, it
was quite funny though.

Shakira was also joining in every now and then.

To be quite honest, some people came here as if they were dressed up for a
sleepover. Others would be the opposite and looked like they were going to
attend a wedding.

Thankfully, I wasn't over or under dressed.

"Where's Neymar? I haven't seen him all night." Shakira searched through
the sea of people.

"I don't really know, I went to put his present in the other room and he
wasn't even there." I chirped in.

"I swear down, if he's making out with some random blonde bimbo then I'm
going to smack him." Antonella remarked.

Shakira and I looked at her wide eyed.

"Well don't say you wouldn't." She defended and we murmured in

agreement.

After a while, Lauren finally came back and handed us all drinks. I had to
stick with some water obviously. Under age problems.

Leo and Gerard suddenly made an appearance and came besides their wives
and started showering them with kisses. Lauren and I on the other hand
were standing towards the side, in our own worlds.

"Why don't you go and look for Neymar?" Lauren suggested.

"Yeah, I'm good." I answered.

"No, you actually should. Talk to him or go and dance with him."

"I can't find him anywhere so there's no point." I sighed.

Lauren looked above my head, probably looking for Neymar.

"Well Rafinha is over there so go and ask him." She pointed towards
Rafinha.

I rolled my eyes and walked to Rafinha and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey, do you know where Ney-"

Rafinha moved out the way and behind him was Neymar. I left my sentence
unfinished and smiled at both of them.

"Never mind, there he is." I chuckled.

"I'll leave you guys alone, I'm gonna go talk to Dani." Rafinha smiled and
left.

"Hey." Neymar said.

"Happy birthday." I smiled.

"Thank you." He smiled back. "Look um, I'm sorry about our arguing the
other day."

"Neymar, you don't need to apologise." I said.

He sighed. "I broke up with her." He said referring to Bruna.

"I know, I heard."

"It feels a lot better now though."

"What did you tell her?" I asked.

"That I didn't love her and I just wanted to make her happy but I couldn't
continue this anymore if there wasn't any mutual feelings." He briefly
explained.

"I'm sure she appreciates you telling her that now." I smiled.

"Yeah. Thanks to you, maybe I wouldn't of done it." He chuckled.

I rolled my eyes.

"By the way, I left your present in the other room." I told him.

"Let's go and have a look at it now." He said.

Neymar grabbed my hand and led me through the crowd of people and into
the room next door. No one was in here and there was no mess, surprisingly.

"Which one is it?" Neymar asked as there was a few presents on the table.

I picked up the gold gift bag that I had placed his top in and handed it to
him.

He opened the card first and read it to himself, with a small smile.

Then he put his hand inside and pulled out the white shirt, his facial
expression changing.

He saw the front of it with disgust, "Madrid?!"

"Turn it around." I laughed.

He did as I said and looked at the name and number and rolled his eyes.

"You love yourself, don't you?" He teased.

"These gifts ensure that you'll always remember me!" I defended.

"I'll never forget you Camila." He smiled.

I didn't say anything and just smiled back.

"Thank you though, that was a very thoughtful present." He chuckled.

"Let's go back to the party?" I said walking towards the door.

I felt him grab onto my arm and pull me back.

"No, let's stay here. Let's just keep it as me and you." He said seriously.

We both went to the sofa and sat down together.

"Is there anything you needed to say?" I asked curiously.

"No I just like being in your company."

"That's cute." I chuckled.

"I miss spending time with you." Neymar smiled while holding my hand.

I returned the smile, "Me too."

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 25

Two weeks had passed and Neymar and I were back to how we were. If not,
we were much closer.

It was Valentine's Day and everyone all over their Instagram were just
posting loads of pictures for this day.

Lauren had a date tonight, with some guy she met at Neymar's party. It was
pretty cute of them to go out on Valentine's Day but I'm pretty sure nothing
serious was going on as it had only been two weeks since they met.

For practically most of the day, I had done the chores for the house because
I didn't have anything else to do and I wasn't working today.

I was looking through Netflix to see if there was any good movies to watch
but I was interrupted by the ring of the doorbell so I went to go and answer
it.

Behind the door was Neymar. With a pizza box, a rose and a bag which I'm
assuming had a bunch of snacks in there.

"Surprise!" He shouted.

I looked at him and smiled.

"Come in, what's all this?" I questioned.

"I just thought I'd come and give you a surprise Valentine's Day treat." He
smiled at me.

"Aw, Ney. That's so cute." I hugged him.

He put all the stuff down and handed me the rose.

"For you, amour." He said.

I smiled again and went to the kitchen to place it in a small vase because it
was a singular rose.

I left it there and went back to the living room to join Neymar.

"Don't be shy. Start eating." He insisted.

"I'm just gonna go get changed." I told him.

I quickly ran upstairs and changed to my sleeping outfit, which was simply
just sleeping shorts and a t-shirt. I also put on my fluffy socks because I
couldn't go anywhere without putting socks on.

I ran back downstairs again and sat opposite Neymar on the same couch,
with the pizza box over both of our legs.

I took one slice and started to eat, as did Neymar.

"Your birthday is soon, we should do something." Neymar suggested.

"Yeah we should, but I just need to see when I'll be free." I replied.

"Are any of your family coming?" He asked.

"No, I don't think so." I went onto my second slice.

"Then that means you can spend more time with me." He smiled.

I laughed at him, "Yeah I guess it does."

We continued to eat our food and every now and then, I noticed Neymar
would look over at me and he looked as if he wanted to say something but
then he didn't.
I enjoyed spending time with Neymar. He showed that he cared for me a
lot, which is a pretty big act to put up if he didn't actually care.

I wasn't going to lie and say I hadn't developed stronger feelings for
Neymar. I kind of just wanted to not think about them as much. I don't want
to be friend zoned by him and get hurt.

"Camila, can we watch a movie?" Neymar said as he cleared up all the

rubbish lying around.

"Yeah sure, which one?" I asked.

"I really wanna watch Fifty Shades of Grey, not gonna lie." He said.

To be honest, I thought he was joking around but when I looked at his face,
I realised he was laughing.

"Do you actually?" I asked.

"Umm. Yes." He said.

"Okay, I'll find a copy of it then." I responded.

I went to my laptop and looked for the movie on several different websites,
whilst Neymar was cleaning up the living room.

I finally found one and loaded it, so it wouldn't buffer throughout.

I connected the laptop to the TV and then called Neymar, who was in the
kitchen doing God knows what, to come out as the movie was ready.

I got a blanket out and played the movie, before taking a seat in front of the
TV. I was then joined by Neymar. He say beside me and put his arm around
my shoulder, so I inched a little bit closer to him.

Throughout the movie, I was pretty bored because it was just so cringe.
Every now and then, I would squeal because I felt sympathy for the girl
getting whipped.
Neymar would laugh at me but then hug me tighter and I felt relaxed.

A few scenes would make me laugh because they were just so cringe.

All of a sudden, Neymar spoke up, "Camila."

"Mhm." I said. I was trying to keep my eyes focused on the film.

"Have you had sex before?" He asked randomly.

I looked at him wide eyed.

"I'm being serious!" He exclaimed.

"Yes, only once."

"Oh. Interesting." He responded.

"Neymar, if this is your way of trying to get me to have sex with you th-"

"No, no, no, no." He cut me off. "I was just wondering Camila." He
laughed.

"Okay thank God." I rolled my eyes.

He chuckled again and rested his head on my head, as I was much smaller
than him.

I then felt him sit up as the movie was coming to an end.

Once the credits appeared on the screen, I stretched and yawned.

"That was such a shit movie." I said, turning to Neymar, who was already
looking at me.

He was smiling slightly at me.

"Why are you staring?" I laughed.

"Because you're so beautiful." He simply said.

I felt my cheeks blushing and i looked down.

Neymar moved my hair out of my face and lifted my head, so I was making
eye contact with him.

Somehow, we had gotten a lot closer and I could hear my heartbeat

pounding in my ears.

Neymar's eyes flickered from my lips and then back up to my eyes.

He looked at my lips once more and tilted his head, bringing his face closer
to me.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath when a massive bang coming from
the direction of our door, occurred.

I jumped and Neymar ran a hand through his hair and sat back.

"Who is that?" I furrowed my brows.

I went up and walked towards the front door, with Neymar walking behind
me.

As I turned a corner, I saw Lauren stumbling with her arm around some
guy. You could tell she was drunk by her behaviour and the guy who was
next to her, was probably her date.

"Lauren got a bit carried away tonight." The guy laughed.

"Thank you for bringing her home." I smiled.

"I'm Alex by the way. When Lauren sobers up, let her know that I dropped
her off home so she's not confused." He insisted.

"Of course. Thank you once again, have a good night." I smiled as he
walked out the door. I had my arms around Lauren so that I could carry her
upstairs to her room.
Neymar came to the other side of her and helped me take her.

Once we got up the stairs, Neymar placed her inside her bed sheets, whilst I
went to get a pain killer and some water for the morning.

Lauren was still mumbling incoherent words so Neymar and I sat beside
her, waiting for her to fall asleep.

"She's mental." I chuckled.

"So are you though." Neymar teased.

"Oh shut up." I hit him slightly.

We stayed quiet for a while. I looked at Lauren and smiled at my bestfriend.

She was still gorgeous even if she was a mess.

I then looked up at Neymar, who again, was already looking at me.

I smiled at him too.

"I should get going, it's late." He stood up.

"It's not that late." I argued.

"It's one am." He laughed.

"Oh okay." I said.

Neymar and I walked outside Lauren's room, shutting the door behind us.
We then walked to the front door and Neymar gave me a really tight hug
before he left.

"I'll see you soon." He smiled.

I nodded my head and watched him walk outside to his car.

~
Pretty short chapter.

I'm also a bit behind. Like Camila's birthday was a week ago but the chapter
for her birthday is probably gonna be up next week. I'm not sure.

I have so many exams and I am really stressed out. I hate GCSE's and it's
only my first year taking them.

If anyone has any good tips for coping with stress, let me know!!! I'm in
desperate need.

Also, sorry if there's any spelling or grammar mistakes.

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 26

My birthday was tomorrow and I felt like a little kid on Christmas Day.

One more step into adulthood. I was going to be twenty.

Shakira had offered for a bunch of us to have a meal at her house, which I
wasn't fussed about. I didn't want to do something huge for my birthday.

Lauren had just painted my nails a pinky, nude colour. I was in love with it.

I had already gotten my dress out for tomorrow and placed it behind my
bedroom door so it wouldn't get in my way.

As Lauren was in her room, on her phone, I went downstairs to answer the
door that was being knocked on.

I wasn't expecting anyone to come this late. I was curious to see who it was
and opened the door straight away.

My jaw dropped to the ground, as I saw the guy in front of me.

I felt my whole body freeze as he said my name.

"I wanted to see you. I knew you'd be busy on your birthday so I wanted to
come and visit you a day earlier. Well the nigh before really." He spoke.

"Liam, what are you doing?" I managed to speak out.

"I wanted to see you. Incase you couldn't tell, I'm not over you and I miss
you." He held onto my hand.

"Happy early birthday Mila." He smiled.

I was fully aware that Liam had comfortably walked into my house and the
front door was wide open, yet I didn't bother doing anything about it.

"I won't take up too much of your time. Just please, think about us again. I'll
sacrifice anything for you." He pushed a stand of my hair behind my ear.

I sighed and closed my eyes, looking down.

I felt his hot breath on my skin and I looked up slightly to see that he was
moving closer to my lips but I dodged out the way. It felt as if everything
was going so slow.

"Liam, I don't want to give you the wrong idea. I think you need to leave." I
kept my eyes down but led him out the way.

"Yeah. Okay." Liam said." His voice sounding hurt.

I looked in the direction of the door to see another figure, slowly walking
back to their car. It looked as if they left mine and Lauren's house.

"I hope to see you soon." Liam interrupted my thoughts.

I smiled and nodded at him, focusing my gaze back onto the person who
had just entered their car.

As they drove away, I looked at the registration plate and my heart sank in
my chest.

'NJR 11'

I bit my lip and closed my eyes, hoping Neymar didn't see anything and
think that anything happened between Liam and I, but I knew. He probably
did. He was bound to be pissed off.

---

I was glad that there was only a few people here with me to celebrate my
birthday. Of course I wanted my family here to, and I was on FaceTime to
them earlier but keeping it with a small group of friends was comfortable.
I had gotten a lot of presents and very many people had wished me a happy
birthday on all my social media.

However, Neymar wasn't here still.

Lauren was assuring me that he was only going to be late and that he would
soon arrive but I was just curious as to why he didn't arrive on time.

Shakira had made lots of different foods so I tried little bits of all of them.

She really needed to teach me how she cooks because her culinary skills are
amazing.

After we had all sat down, Shakira bought a few drinks and we all helped
ourselves to some.

The doorbell rung and so Gerard decided to be the one to answer it.

After a few minutes, Gerard came back with Neymar behind him.

It felt as if all the weight on my shoulders had been lifted off. I didn't want
Neymar to miss my birthday, I wanted to see him.

He looked around the room, exchanging smiles at everyone.

Once he laid his eyes on me, he studied how I looked then looked back up
at my eyes and smiled very lightly.

I walked up to him and he handed me a red gift bag.

"Happy birthday," was all he said.

I smiled and took the gift bag, "Thank you."

I put the bag down by all the other presents and sat back in my place.

"Neymar, there's food in the kitchen if you want some." Shakira offered.

"I'll be alright Shak. I'll help myself if I'm feeling hungry." He said.
The guys started discussing their upcoming matches and were agreeing on
things they could've done better in some areas and which areas they were
strong at.

Football or soccer was a really entertaining sport, not just to watch but also
to play.

Whenever I watch the Barcelona matches, the passion that is across each
and every player is just indescribable. They have worked so hard and I don't
think you could be more proud of them and how far they've come.

"Camila, Lauren, you guys are coming to the next match right?" Leo said to
us.

"When is it? Who's it against?" Lauren asked.

"Its next Wednesday, against PSG." Leo carried on.

"I thought you already played them. And lost." I laughed.

"Yes, well this is the second leg. We can beat them this time." Gerard added
on.

"Well I can't make it, I'm working all night." Lauren said.

"I'll come. I think I'm off of work that day." I smiled.

Leo and Gerard smiled at me.

"I think we're gonna win." Neymar said.

We all looked at him. He finally spoke for the first time after his arrival.

"We could do. We need to put a lot more hard work in." Gerard added.

"I think we will. I'm gonna score two goals, I'll make sure of it." He smiled
lightly.

All of us stayed quiet for a split second.

The sound of fireworks from a distant went off.

"How about we all go outside?" Shakira suggested. "It's pretty dark outside
so we'll be able to see the fireworks well."

All of us murmured in agreement and we went outside. Luckily, there was

enough chairs for us all to sit on.

I was sat in between Antonella and Lauren, with my head relaxed back in
the seat.

I felt so calm and closed my eyes, with the sound of the fireworks filling
my ears.

It made me smile to myself.

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes again.

"I'm just going to get some water." I said out loud.

I got up and went inside, to the kitchen.

There was no glasses out so I reached up to a cabinet on my tiptoes and

brought a glass out.

Just as I went to fill up the glass with water, I felt a presence a few metres
away from me.

I turned the rap off and looked to the right side of me, to see Neymar
standing in front of the patio door he just came from.

I smiled and brought the glass to my lips and took a few sips.

"How's your day been?" Neymar asked.

"Good thank you." I replied.

"You know, I came to see you last night. At your house." He took a step
forward.
I bit my lip as I took the glass away from my mouth and placed it on the
counter that I was leaning on.

"Oh right. Did you?" I acted oblivious.

"Mhm. I don't think you would've noticed because you were quite busy.
With someone else." He chuckled.

"I didn't know he was going to come." I muttered.

"Yeah. Right." Neymar scoffed.

"I don't love Liam anymore, I wouldn't want him to appear at my house
randomly." I blurted.

"That was Liam?" Neymar said, his expression changing, drastically. He

seemed a lot angrier.

I sighed and nodded my head.

"So he just showed up at your door?" Neymar said, a flash of anger crossed
his eyes.

"Yes, but I told him to leave straight away."

"Was that after you kissed him?" Neymar said quietly.

Neymar had gotten much closer to me now and there was literally no space
between us.

"Do you still talk to him?" Neymar said in a low voice.

I shook my head, "No."

"Does he ever hold you like this?" He stated and placed both his hands on
my hips.

I shook my head again, "No."

"Does he make you feel like this?" Neymar said, putting his hands around
my back, sending a tingling feeling throughout my spine.

I was a lot quieter this time, "No."

"Camila, you are the most beautiful girl I know. Don't waste your time on
an ass like him." Neymar said. His voice was so husky, it was like music to
my ears.

I shook my head another time, "I'm not."

He looked at me deep in the eyes and I could feel myself blushing.

"God, you drive me insane." He said.

We didn't move from our position, his hands were still around my waist and
my hands were currently resting on the counter behind me.

Neymar's eyes went to my lips and he didn't think twice about just leaning
straight in.

My heart skipped a beat and was non-stop, pounding.

He made me feel differently to how Liam made me feel.

"Okay, cake time!" The sound of Shakira's voice filled the room.

Neymar and I jumped apart and I could see everyone making their way
inside.

"Camila come on, you've gotta cut the cake!" Antonella smiled, taking my
hand.

I looked back at Neymar as I walked off. He put a hand around his neck and
blew out a deep breath.

What was he doing to me?

~
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 27

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•••

It was the day of the game.

PSG vs Barcelona.

Obviously at Camp Nou.

Barca had had a rough first leg, losing 4-0 but I had a really strong gut
feeling that they were going to come back and work even harder.

I was sat with Shakira and Antonella, whilst many people were still finding
their seats.

The boys were still in their changing rooms but they said they would come
up to us before the warm up would start.

"I feel just as nervous as the boys are for this game." Shakira said, bouncing
her knee up and down.

"They'll do fine. They have gotten much better and I think that they'll play
amazingly today." I smiled, reassuring Shak.

"Guys, I find it funny that after Neymar broke up with Bruna, he has played
a lot better." Antonella raised a point.

Shakira and I rolled our eyes at her, not knowing where she was going with
this.
"Like, he's been playing so well. So much better, ever since him and Bruna
broke up." She continued.

I thought about it and I guess Antonella was right.

Neymar had been doing so well recently and it could've been because of the
breakup. He might've felt more relived and stress free.

Within a few minutes, Gerard, Leo and Neymar had appeared and Gerard
and Leo went to talk to Shakira and Antonella.

Neymar was stood a few feet in front of me, with a smirk plastered on his
face.

I blushed and looked down but he came over and held my hand,
intertwining our fingers together.

"Wish me luck. I promise I'll do you proud." Neymar said.

I smiled at him, "Good luck, I know you'll do well."

He gave me a hug and then disappeared with Gerard and Leo.

I sat down back in my seat with a sigh and then glanced at Shakira and
Antonella who were smirking at me like little teenage girls.

"What?" I chuckled.

"You and Neymar. You guys are just so cute." Antonella winked.

I rolled my eyes and didn't reply to her comment. I didn't know what to say
to be honest.

As time went on, the match had started and it was pretty intense for the first
few minutes. Out of no where, in the third minute, Luis came with a goal,
which was totally unexpected.

The crowd went absolutely mental. So did I.

I felt such a great rush but this was just the start of the match.
There was much more to come.

It was close to half time and Antonella kept complaining that she was
bored.

PSG were getting many chances as well as Barca and it was intense but no
goals had been scored just yet.

"Guys, can you come with me to get my nails done tomorrow." Shakira
randomly said.

"Ooh, I actually want to get mine done too." Antonella said.

The two of them were just staring at their nails and discussing what time
they were going to go out. I laughed at them.

"Camila, come with us!" Antonella shrieked.

"I mean why not. I need acrylics done to be honest." I looked at my nails.

A roar of screams made me jump as I looked down at the pitch, only to

notice that Barca had gained another goal. But it was an own goal from the
other team.

"OH MY GOD ITS 2-0!" Shakira screamed.

Antonella and I laughed, whilst clapping and cheering.

Soon enough, it was half time and both teams went under the tunnel, to take
a quick break.

"I really hope they win." Shakira said, suddenly acting all nervous.

"Don't worry Shak, they will." I smiled at her.

"I'll be giving Leo a surprise if he does play well." Antonella said, lost in
her own world.
Shakira and I looked at each other with wide eyes.

Antonella noticed and realised what we were thinking.

"You're so dirty minded. I was going to be taking him out to eat." She
defended.

We laughed at our stupidity and looked at the pitch to see the boys coming
back on.

Within the first five minutes after the second half started, a penalty was
given to Barca. Leo took it and as suspected, it went straight in.

I don't think I've ever seen Antonella scream as loud before. She was more
than extremely happy.

The crowd started to die down a bit and it's as if all smiles stopped, the
minute Cavani bagged a goal. On aggregate, Barca were currently losing 5-
3.

"That's it. We're gonna lose." Shakira sighed.

"No. We won't. I still have faith that we will win." I smiled.

Shakira sighed but smiled at me slightly.

I closed my eyes for a bit and slowly controlled my breathing.

They needed to win this. They should win this. They are going to win this.

I opened my eyes and focused on the game. A free kick was given and
Neymar was responsible of taking it.

The moment went so slowly but the important thing was that it went
straight into the back of the net.

I rose up from my chair and screamed just as loud as Antonella did when
Leo scored.
It was now the 90th minute and I was still so nervous. An extra five minutes
were added on.

Another penalty was given and Neymar took it this time.

The crowd went absolutely mental at this result. 5-5. Barca were playing so
exceptional.

My heart was beating out of my chest.

This game was going to end up being a draw.

Or so I thought.

Neymar crossed the ball into the box and with a touch from Sergi, the ball
went straight into the net.

I felt a rush of different emotions and tears just started flowing out of my
eyes. I felt so overwhelmed.

The three of us ran down towards the tunnel to find the boys.

I noticed Neymar walking towards me. He noticed me at the same time and
so I ran to him.

As I came closer, I jumped in his arms. He lifted me off the ground with his
arms around my waist and mine tight and secured around his neck.

"You played so well, I'm so happy." I mumbled.

"You make me happy." He responded.

Whilst Neymar still had me in his arms, in the air, he pulled apart from the
hug but looked at me deeply in the eyes.

I smiled softly at him.

Neymar didn't think twice and went straight in, placing his plump lips onto
mine.
The second our lips touched, I felt fireworks going off in my stomach.

I felt a feeling that was unrecognisable, throughout my body.

Our lips fit perfectly together and I didn't want to move from this position
but we both pulled away to catch our breath.

He smiled at me, with an accomplished look on his face.

"I've been wanting to do that for so long." He whispered.

I was standing in front of him as he held both of my hands in his.

"Neymar, you can make out with Camila another time. You stink of shit at
the moment." Gerard shouted.

I turned around and laughed at him and rushed Neymar to go and jump into
the shower.

"I'll be back in a second." He pecked my lips and went to the boys.

I slowly walked over to Shakira and Antonella, knowing what their

reactions were going to be.

"OH MY GOD HE KISSED YOU!" Antonella screamed.

I laughed at her.

"I SHIP IT!" Shakira then added on.

I smiled to myself.

I was just as happy, this day ended up being much better than I expected.

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 28

"So we'll get our nails done, then we can go back to mine and the guys will
probably be round so we can order some food." Antonella told Shakira and
I.

We were walking to the nail salon. They were acting like twelve year old
girls getting their nails done for the first time.

Lauren was working yet again today. If she wasn't working, she'd probably
be with Alex, the guy who she went on a date with on Valentine's Day.

We got to the nail salon and with our luck, it was completely empty.

The three of us sat down on separate chairs, instructing the lady on what we
wanted done.

I just wanted simple square shaped acrylics.

"So Camila." Shakira looked towards me.

I looked back at her and smiled, "Yes."

"What's gonna happen with you and Neymar?! You guys need to be
together." She smirked.

"No I feel like it's too soon. Plus we haven't even said how we feel for each
other." I argued.

"Actions speak louder than words. He clearly shows he likes you."

Antonella said.

I looked down and thought about it for a minute.

"I dunno yet. I guess when the time's right, we can possibly be together." I
said.

"I hope that's soon." Shakira muttered.

I chuckled and looked back at the lady who was doing my nails.

I told her the length I wanted it. Not too long to make me look like a witch
but not too short to be a waste of money.

After my nails were perfected, I chose a nude colour to go on top.

The lady finished it off and then once she was done, I brought out some
money and handed it to her.

Antonella had just finished as well but Shakira still needed to get her nails
painted.

Antonella and I looked at each of our nails and we were pretty impressed
with the result.

"We should've booked hair appointments too." Antonella sighed.

"It would've been so nice." I added.

Shakira paid the lady once her nails were dry.

We thanked the ladies and walked out of the salon, in the direction of where
the car was parked.

"Let's hope the boys are already home when we arrive." Shakira said.

As we expected, Gerard, Leo, Neymar and Rafinha were at Antonella and

Leo's house.

Gerard and Leo greeted Shakira and Antonella with a kiss.

Neymar came up to me and gave me a hug. I hugged him back but then
pulled away and kept my hands on his chest.
"Your nails look very nice." Neymar said taking my hands in his and
studying my nails.

"Well thank you. I like them a lot to be fair." I chuckled.

He kissed my cheek and then brought me over to the couch he was just sat
on. I sat beside him and he kept his arm around me, making me feel so
much more comfortable.

"Guys, I'm gonna order some pizza." Gerard said.

We all mumbled 'yes' so Gerard went into the other room to order our food.

Neymar was playing with my hands. The feeling made me smile for some
odd reason.

"You know, I used to find it weird when girls get their nails done and now, I
don't. Yours look so nice." Neymar chuckled.

I laughed, "I love getting them done. It feels so nice."

After an hour, our pizza had finally arrived and the whole group of us just
sat there, eating away like a bunch of pigs.

I didn't realise how hungry I actually was until I started eating and I felt like
I couldn't even stop.

It started getting late very quickly. The sun was setting so slowly but time
was going quick.

I was currently on a couch with my head lay on Neymar's shoulder.

He had his arm around me and I was getting tired as my eye lids were
slowly closing.

Neymar nudged me slightly and I looked at him.

"Do you wanna go home?" Neymar asked.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Or you can come back to mine." He whispered.

I smiled and nodded my head.

Neymar got up at the same as I did and we said our goodbyes to everyone
and walked out the house and to Neymar's car.

He opened the passenger's seat door for me and I thanked him before
getting in and putting my seat belt on.

Neymar came to his side of the car and started driving to his house in no
time.

It was currently seven in the evening, yet I had no idea whether Lauren was
out with Alex or at home.

I didn't text her because she might be busy.

Once we got to Neymar's house, we walked together to his front door and I
looked inside his mansion like home.

I followed Neymar as he walked upstairs.

He took his shoes and his coat off the second we entered his room, whilst I
sat down on the bed and brought my phone out, looking through Instagram.

Neymar lay down next to me and took my phone out my hand, in need of
attention.

He put it to the side and I looked at him, rolling my eyes.

"You're gorgeous." He said, holding my hand and playing with my fingers.

"You're pretty too." I chuckled.

Neymar sat up and went straight to my lips, capturing mine in his.

I smiled whilst we moved in sync.

It was slow and relaxing which made me feel at ease.

Neymar's hands went to up my shirt and he rubbed my back as we made

out.

My hands however, went through his hair, messing it up.

Neymar's weight pushed me down so I was lying down on the bed whilst he
was on top of me.

His lips moved from my lips, down to my neck and I felt his hot breath
linger there.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and held the back of Neymar's head as
he left love bites on my collar bones.

A small moan escaped my mouth and that caused Neymar to put his elbows
on either side of me and look up at me.

I smiled at him as he did too.

"You make me feel something else." Neymar sighed.

I chuckled, "I hope that's good."

"It is." His voice was deep and intimidating. But I liked it.

My hands roamed around his body as I felt a tingling feeling throughout my

body.

Neymar went in to kiss me again but it felt a lot more rougher this time and
instead, his hands went to my jeans and unzipped them so they could come
off.

At this point, I wasn't bothered by his actions but I felt my heartbeat

increase much more.
Once my jeans had come off, Neymar put his hands on my thigh, caressing
me and it gave me and insane amount of butterflies in my stomach.

I took Neymar's top off of his head and put it down on the floor.

I let my hands roam his body and the feeling of his chiseled abs was left on
my fingertips.

I put my hands on his back and closed my eyes as I felt Neymar's hand go
down to my most private area.

He slipped one finger inside me and I bit my lip as he put it in further.

He attempted to put two fingers in and I felt the pain rise.

My nails started leaving scratch marks on his back.

These false nails were doing me justice because Neymar was getting so
turned on as they touched him.

"So tight." He muttered.

I let a small moan out and relaxed all my muscles.

Neymar came up and kissed me again so I took this opportunity to pull

down his jeans and boxers, revealing his manhood.

His bulge was poking my thigh and it felt like a rock.

I put my hand on it and stroked it gently before moving my hand up and

down rapidly.

Neymar's breathing increased and I could hear his moans in the kiss.

He pulled away and buried his face in my neck as I carried on going.

His hand was going up my top again and I felt them touch my breast.

We both slightly moaned.

I could feel him getting wet and smirked to myself.

I removed my hand from his member and put my other hand on the back of
his head.

He looked up and smiled at me before pecking my lips.

Neymar got up and went straight to his shower to cool down.

I smiled and went to the other bathroom to wash my hands.

What an eventful evening.

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 29

I had gotten home around an hour ago and I was sat in the lounge area,
waiting for Lauren to get home. She had been going out with Alex so much
recently.

A few minutes later, she finally arrived and sat down next to me on the
couch.

"I really like Alex." She had a huge smile plastered on her face.

"Well I'm not surprised. You guys have spent a lot of time together
recently." I replied, sitting up.

"I don't usually do the whole dating thing but Alex is different. He makes
me feel different." She smiled, whilst playing with the ends of her shirt.

"Well if he makes you happy, then tell him, and let him know that you want
something more in whatever you guys have going on." I suggested.

"I'm just afraid that he won't want the same."

"Laur, if he's willing to spend all this time with you then he probably does
feel the same! Don't be afraid. You're not one to hide away from
confronting someone."

Lauren paused for a second and looked down, in her own thoughts.

"I want you to meet him." She finally said.

"I have met him. On your first date, when you were a mess." I stated.
"I know but properly. Like I want us to have a meal and get to know each
other, hey you can even invite Neymar." She suggested.

"That would be cute." I answered.

"Anyway, what's going on with you and Ney?" She raised her eyebrows.

"Well last night we were with each other." I started.

Lauren looked more interested in the conversation.

"Um. We got off. He also fingered me and I tossed him off." I said quietly.

Lauren's jaw had dropped to the ground.

"You went that far! Bloody hell Cam, didn't know you were wild!" Lauren
shrieked.

I laughed.

"Yeah I wasn't expecting it ether but the moment felt so right." I smiled.

"Good! At least you didn't feel forced into anything."

"Do you want me to ring him and ask if he wants to come to the meal? Are
you cooking?" I asked.

"Yes and yes." Lauren chuckled.

I went upstairs and rang Neymar. After a few rings he picked up.

"Hey gorgeous." He said.

"Hey Ney, Lauren wanted me to ask if you wanted to come to ours for
dinner. She's introducing this new guy she likes and wants you to join me."
I explained.

"Of course. I'd love to." He replied.

"Great, I guess I'll see you at seven?" I replied.

"Seven it is." He chuckled and then ended the phone.

I went back down to Lauren and informed her that Neymar was going to be
coming too and she seemed pleased.

"I don't know what to make!" She suddenly panicked.

"You're good at lasagne. Make that." I suggested.

"Good shout." She then went off into the kitchen to make her food.

As time went on, I decided that I should finally go and get ready. I jumped
into the shower and thoroughly washed my body and my hair.

Once I thought I was done, I jumped out the shower and went straight to my
bedroom to pick out an outfit.

I just went for a simple, plain, white cropped t-shirt and black jeans.

I then went onto my makeup and did a normal every day makeup look but
added thick, black, winged liner on my eyes.

I let my hair dry for a bit longer so I went on my phone.

I received a text from Neymar and opened it.

Ney: What's the dress code?!

Me: There is none! Anything you want

Ney: Let's see what you're wearing

Me: You'll have to come and see 🙃

Ney: Oh I'll be over soon. Once I find something to wear!!

I carried on replying to his messages until my hair was basically dry.

I then made the decision to put my hair in a bun.

After that I walked downstairs to see that Alex had already arrived.

He got up and greeted me with a hug, which I returned.

"Hey Alex, how are you?" I asked.

"I'm really good thankyou, yourself?" I responded.

"Doing great. I'm so happy to finally sit down with you and your boyfriend
isn't it?" He questioned.

"Well he's not my boyfriend but..."

"You guys act like you're in a relationship." He finished off.

"You could say that." I chuckled.

Alex laughed along too, "I can't wait to meet him."

I smiled at him and then informed that I was going to help Lauren.

As I walked into the kitchen, Lauren was washing up the dishes. The
kitchen looked very clean and everything was organised and neatly put
away.

"You better go get dressed. Your lover is outside." I said.

She finished washing her hands and walked out the kitchen with me
following behind her.

Alex glanced at her and smiled.

She told him to wait there while she was going to get changed.

Before I could sit down, the doorbell rang and I assumed it was Neymar.

"I'll be back." I said.

I walked to the door and opened it, revealing the one and only.

He was stood with a smirk plastered on his face.

"How do I look?" He opened his arms.

He was wearing a navy blue polo and some dark blue jeans.

"Hmmm. It'll do." I teased.

His face went into a shocked expression whilst I giggled.

"Come on, Alex is already here." I said taking his hand and walking into the
lounge.

"Alex, meet Neymar." I said.

Alex got up. He looked so surprised.

"Neymar Jr?!" He exclaimed.

His eyes went wide once seeing the footballer behind me.

"This seems unreal!" Alex then added on.

He went to greet Neymar and they both started up a conversation and sat
down together.

Soon enough, Lauren came down and Alex' eyes were now focused on her.

Lauren had a huge smile on her face and greeted Alex and Neymar.

From then, we went into the dining room. We sat there for a while talking
about each other and Alex spoke a bit more about his background.

He was a maths teacher at a high school. He used to despise maths as a

child but now loves it.

He was also one of two other brothers.

He was the middle child.

He came from a wealthy background by the sounds of it. He did also

mention that he lived in England for a while when he was younger.

As we all started to her hungry, Lauren brought out the food and we helped
ourselves to our own portions.

"So Neymar. What is it like to be such an amazing footballer?" Alex asked.

"I mean I love football it's my hobby and my job in one but there are some
down sides to the famous side of it." Neymar responded.

"Oh really?" Alex sounded interested as well as Lauren and I.

"Yeah. Like the amount of rumours that are spread is insane. We also have
to constantly keep up our reputation for the media." He scoffed.

"That would be a pain to be honest." Lauren laughed.

Neymar nodded.

"You'll find out that you have a girlfriend through the media. They accuse
you of hooking up with a girl who served you in Starbucks." He laughed.

"Do you ever hook up with girls?" Alex asked and I became even more
interested.

Neymar chuckled, "No. I look for things serious and proper relationships."

In the corner of my eye, I could see Lauren smirking at me.

"Are you seeing anyone at the moment?" Alex asked. He knew very well
that I liked Neymar because of Lauren. He was purposely asking a lot of
questions.

"Uh no. Not really." Neymar said bluntly.

"Do you have your eye on anyone?" Lauren then chirped.

"It's kind of complicated but you could say that." He smiled.

Lauren once again glanced at me but I continued to eat my lasagne.

"Well I suggest you win her over if you're fond of her." Lauren suggested.

"Hmm, I suppose so. I guess we've known each other for a while now."
Neymar sat back in his seat.

"Is anyone done, I'll wash up the dishes." I then stood up.

"It's okay. I'm fine to do it." Lauren said and then collected the plates.

"I'll help pick up the dishes." Alex then volunteered.

They then left and went to the kitchen.

"Alex seems like a nice guy." I said.

"Mhm." Neymar agreed. He just sat there staring at me.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" I chuckled.

"No. I'm just admiring you." He simply said.

"What is there to admire?"

"You. Your beauty." He said with such confidence.

I started to blush and hid my face with my hands as I heard Neymar

chuckle.

"So. You seem pretty confident with this crush of yours." I smiled.

"Well yeah. I think she likes me back." He said proudly.

"Why do you think that?" I questioned.

"She looks at me with the same passion as I look at her. Her face lights up
when she sees me just the same as when I see her. We both enjoy each
other's company." He smiled.

"You seem confident. Nice." I said.

He nodded his head.

"I better get going. I have a match and need to wake up early." He said.

"Okay. See you soon." I smiled.

I walked him out the door and watched as he walked to his car. I waved at
him one last time before he drove off.

I then shut the door behind me and kept a massive grin on my face.

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 30

Things had been constant for the past month.

It was all normal and not a lot had changed, which was good.

I had been working some awkward shifts recently and although I didn't
particularly prefer it, I did get a pay rise.

Neymar had been normal too. Apart from the fact that he got red carded in a
match and therefore missed El Classico, he was good.

Alex and Lauren were spending a lot more time together and they seemed
so happy.

The football season was coming to an end, which meant that Neymar and I
would be spending a lot of time together hopefully. That is if things were to
at least progress.

My feelings were so strong for him now, I didn't want anything to come in
the way and ruin what we have.

I was just finishing my shift by stacking away the last of the clothes on the
racks and shelves.

Footsteps approached me but I didn't look up to see who it was.

All of a sudden, they stopped right next to me, as I felt their presence right
there.

I looked up and saw a smirk slapped across Neymar's gorgeous face.

"How can I help?" I asked.

"Tonight, me and you, dinner." He said.

"Aw, really?!" I smiled.

"Yep. Dress very nice and I'll pick you up at seven." He said.

I nodded my head.

He kissed my cheek and then left the store.

I had about three hours to get ready once I got home.

As I put the last t-shirt on the rack, I quickly rushed into the staff room and
gathered all my things before saying good bye to my co workers and
heading out the door.

I didn't have the car with me today so I decided to walk home. It wasn't too
far because I was basically speed walking.

By the time I got home, Lauren had also arrived and she was sat in the
living room on the couch with Alex lay on her lap.

I smiled and shouted a 'hey' at them before going upstairs to get ready.

I didn't wash my hair in the shower because it wasn't greasy so I just

washed my body.

I then wrapped myself in towel after I was done and headed straight to my
room to pick out a dress.

I went for a red one which came just above my knees and the straps were
like spaghetti, crossing over my back.

I then went onto my makeup and just did a soft red and pink eye look.

I then added a red lipstick because I was really going overboard with the
red.

For my hair i decided to curl the ends loosely and just leave it like that.
At last, I finally put on heels which were some simple silver three inch
heels.

I sprayed some perfume over my body, took a clutch and put some things in
it and then went downstairs.

I checked my phone to see a text from Neymar saying he'll be over in ten
minutes.

He sent it ten minutes ago so he should arrive soon.

"I'm going out with Neymar, Laur." I informed Lauren.

"Okay boo." She said not really paying attention.

The doorbell rung and I went to answer it, revealing a handsome looking
Neymar.

He had a plain white t-shirt with a tie, some black trousers and a black
blazer.

"You look fucking amazing." He said to me, eyeing me up and down.

"You look great too." I said looking at him.

"Shall we go?" He put his hand out for me to take.

I nodded my head and held his hand as I shut the door behind me.

We got to his car and he opened the door for me so I sat down inside.

Neymar started driving and we had the radio playing in the background
quietly.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Just a restaurant. Nothing special." Neymar simply answered.

Hopefully that meant that the bill wasn't going to be incredibly expensive.
After about ten minutes, we finally arrived and Neymar came round and
opened the door for me so I stepped out.

Neymar held his hand out, indicating me to hold on so I intertwined my

fingers with his and we walked inside the restaurant together.

Neymar was speaking to the waiter at the front who then led us to our table,
which was located by the window.

As I sat down, I looked straight through the menu. I decided on having

pollo pizza which looked really nice.

The restaurant was Italian so I was hoping that there would be properly
cooked pizza, not takeaway style.

I closed my menu and looked up at Neymar, who seemed to be already

looking at me.

I smiled, "What are you looking at?"

He smiled to himself at first.

"You, I'm admiring your beauty." He simply answered.

"What a charmer." I blushed and looked down.

"You're even more beautiful when you blush." He said trying to search my
for my eyes.

The waiter came and interrupted our conversation.

Neymar and I ordered our food and soon after, our drinks had arrived.

I just had some Coke and was sipping on it while Neymar and I talked a bit.

"We need to do something together now that the football season is over."
Neymar suggested.

"Like what?" I asked.

"We could go away." He said.

"That would be nice." I nodded my head.

"You should come to Brazil! Meet my family!" He exclaimed.

"How about we go to the US. You can meet my family and friends." I then
answered.

"But I've already met your family."

"Hmm. True. But it would be nice if we saw them again." I added.

"I really think we should go to Brazil." Neymar argued.

"I promise that I'll think about it." I smiled.

"I really want you to come!" Neymar pleaded.

"I said I'll think about it." I laughed and then smiled at him.

Our food had arrived and the waiter put it down in front of the pair of us.

We thanked him and then tucked into our food.

The pizza I had was so tasty. I want excepted it to be this good.

Neymar seemed to enjoy his spaghetti because he was eating it so quickly.

"Neymar, you'll get a stomach ache. Slow down." I laughed.

He realised what he was doing and then calmed down a bit.

"What are you thinking about doing with your career?" Neymar asked.

"Well I work in Nike. So not much." I chuckled.

"You have such great potential to be what you want to be, why don't you
try?" He continued.
"I just haven't thought much about it." I shrugged my shoulders.

I carried on eating my food and every time I looked up, Neymar seemed to
be staring already.

"Have I got food on my face?" I joked.

He didn't say or do anything.

He smiled, shook his head and looked down.

I was so puzzled. What was he thinking?

"What do you want do after we finish our meal?" Neymar asked, taking the
last few bites of his spaghetti.

"You don't need to take me anywhere." I smiled.

"What about my place?" He said.

I nodded my head, "Sure."

As I finished my food, the waiter came over and took our plates.

The bill came soon after and Neymar paid, after my endless offers of
splitting the bill.

We got up to leave and Neymar opened the car door for me, being the
lovely gentleman he was and once he reached his side, he drove as fast as a
race driver, back to his house.

Neymar parked up in the drive of his basic mansion and we walked inside
together, his hands holding mine.

He took off his jacket/blazer and put it on the couch.

I took off my shoes and kept them in my hand because they were hurting
my feet so much.
I looked up to see Neymar staring at me with a smirk on his face.

I rolled my eyes and looked down but he took my hand and I followed him
as he walked up the stairs.

"Do you wanna stay here for the night?" Neymar asked.

I nodded my head, "Sure why not?"

I sat on his bed as we entered his bedroom.

I scrolled through my phone hut before I could even message Lauren to tell
her where I was, Neymar put either of his arms around me and placed his
hands on the bed, so I couldn't escape him.

As I looked up, he was staring deeply into my eyes. Our faces were so
close. My breathing started to increase.

His head tilted slightly and before I knew it, my eyes shut whilst his lips
captured mine.

The kiss started off slowly but gradually got a bit more heated.

I smiled throughout the kiss, clearly enjoying my time.

I'm sure he was too.

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 31

It was the next morning and I was at home sat with Lauren.

We were planning on going to watch Barca's final match of the season but
Lauren wasn't feeling too well so instead, we decided to stay at home.

Barcelona had basically lost the league. They were also out of the
Champions League but it didn't matter. They did have a good season, even
if they didn't win anything.

I didn't really watch much football so I wouldn't know but I was proud of
them all. Each day, they continue to improve.

Neymar texted me constantly begging me to go to their final match but I

was going to stay with Lauren.

It was currently around five pm and I was cooking up some noodles for
dinner.

I didn't like cooking much but it was a good skill to have so I did it anyway.

Plus, it was much healthier than takeout foods.

Lauren had 'Thirteen Reasons Why' on the TV. I knew she'd start crying at
it because there was a huge rave about it and how emotional it was.

Once the food was done, I got plates out and placed a portion on each plate.

I served Lauren her food and then sat down beside her, eating mine.

Lauren couldn't eat her food properly because she was continuously crying
her eyes out over the TV show.
I didn't know how to comfort her so I let her just cry it all out.

"Laur, I think you need some rest." I suggested.

"Yeah I think I do too." She sobbed.

I took her plate, out of her hands and then gave her support in walking to
her room.

Her temperature was really high and I could tell that she was feeling weak.

Once I knew she was comfortable in her bed, I went back downstairs to
clear up.

I washed the dishes and let them dry. I then cleaned up the mess I made
when cooking.

My mind kept trailing off to how my life was so different back in America.

I moved here for the better and that's what happened.

I kept thinking about Liam.

I had so many questions to ask him.

Why did he treat me the way he did and then come running back to me?

I remember the countless times I would sit in my room or in my bathroom

and just think to myself: why am I not good enough?

In the end, it wasn't me that was in the wrong. It was him.

I started walking upstairs to my room, with all these thoughts either

following me or on my mind.

Even if I got over him, I still thought about him and the time that was spent
in his company.

I sat on my bed and pulled out a notebook and pen and started writing.
I wrote my feelings and questions that were unanswered.

Why did you leave me here to burn?

Do you care? Why don't you care?

Tell me who you think you are?

Why would you try and play me for a fool?

Why weren't you, who you swore that you would be?

After putting every word I could down on the paper. I organised them into
verses and choruses.

Hours went by and I finally created my own song.

I read it back thoroughly and sang it in my head to make sure it was good
enough.

I then started singing it in the tune I thought was perfect.

Why did you leave me here to burn?

I'm way too young to be this hurt.
I feel doomed in hotel rooms, staring straight up at the wall.
Counting wounds and I am trying to numb them all.

Do you care, do you care?

Why don't you care?
I gave you all of me.
My blood, my sweat, my heart and my tears, why don't you care? Why don't
you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was.
Now you're gone and I'm here.

I have questions for you.

Number one, tell me who you think you are.
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
Number two, why would you try and play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you
Number three, why weren't you, who you swore that you would be?

I have questions, I got questions haunting me

I have questions for you
I have questions for you (I have questions)
I have questions for you.

I finished the song there for the time being and I would probably get back to
it another day.

As I closed my notebook and put it away, an alarming voice made me jump.

"You're so incredibly talented."

I looked towards the door and saw Lauren standing there with a blanket
around her.

She still looked ill so I was confused at why she had gotten up out of bed.

"You should be asleep Laur." I said.

"I just woke up and couldn't get back to sleep. Then I heard you singing.
Did you just write that?" She said.

I nodded my head, "Is it good?"

"Mila, it's beautiful!" She exclaimed.

I smiled at her.

"You should get back to sleep, come on." I walked towards her.

"No, no, no. I need to help you record you singing that song for and
Instagram video!" She pushed me back into my room and so I sat down on
my bed.

"Come on. Prepare yourself."

I didn't really want to do this but at the same time, I wanted my music to be
out there.

After an hour or so, Lauren had recorded a video of me singing, without

any instruments, which seemed pretty boring.

Lauren went on my phone and thought through a caption for the video and
then posted it.

Likes and comments were flooding my phone and I was so surprised at the
amount of people who were awake and active at this time.

"Come on Lauren, you got what you wanted now go to sleep." I said.

I felt like I was a mother talking to her child.

She yawned and stretched.

"Good night Camila." My bestfriend smiled at me.

"Goodnight." I smiled back.

Once Lauren went, I got changed into my pyjamas and sat under my covers
with my phone in my hand.

It was currently 11:35pm and I was anxiously waiting for a text from
Neymar.

I became so needy for his attention lately. I didn't want to not be around
him.

I read through the comments on my Instagram video and liked a lot of them.

I read them all yet kept my eyes fixed on one.

neymarjr: i fall in love with your voice more and more each day

I felt more than just butterflies in my stomach and the smile on my face
wouldn't go.
I couldn't help myself anymore and went into the iMessage/text app and
clicked on Neymar's name.

As I was just about to start typing a message, I saw the speech bubble with
the three dots, meaning Neymar was typing.

I smiled even more.

It was a good thing my read recipient wasn't on.

Neymar: I LOVED YOUR IG VIDEO

I laughed and thought of a reply.

Camila: I'm glad you liked it. I miss you, it feels like I haven't seen you
in forever

Neymar: I miss you too but now I'm completely free for you, the season
is over!

Camila: Don't get sick of me. I'll be spending most of my time with you

Neymar: I don't think I ever could you know...

Camila: You must do

Neymar: Camila, I really really really really like you. This isn't the best
way for me to tell you but it's better late than never

Camila: I really like you too Neymar

Neymar: I can't wait to see you next. I just want you to be in my arms.
I'll never ever let you go and I'll never mistreat you

Camila: I trust you won't. Sleep well Neymar. Goodnight x

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 32

Antonella, Lionel, Gerard, Shakira, Neymar, Rafinha and I were sat

together in Antonella and Leo's home.

We were all planning on making a trip to somewhere exotic for a little

holiday.

We did ask Lauren if she wanted to come but she refused because she
wanted to stay in Barcelona with Alex.

Currently, we were brainstorming ideas and places that we could visit.

"Guys. Let's just go to the Bahamas." Shakira suddenly said.

"Actually, that's not a bad idea. The Bahamas is a good place for us."
Gerard then added on.

We all started muttering to each other and that symbolised that we had all
agreed to go to the Bahamas.

Leo had his laptop on his lap and stared scrolling through flights, hotels,
places to visit and just the price in general for them all.

Although Neymar wanted me to come with him to Brazil, it would be nice

for us to have a huge holiday as a group of friends to somewhere tropical.

"Okay so how about we get a flight in about three weeks?" Leo suggested.

We all agreed and Leo booked our tickets.

He sorted out accommodation too so I just calculated the amount I had to

pay.
"We can share a hotel room together." Neymar whispered in my ear with a
smirk on his face.

I slapped his arm playfully. "In your dreams."

"We probably will have to you know." Neymar said.

"I think I'll get a room to myself and you'll be with Rafinha." I smirked.

"Rafi snores!" Neymar whispered.

"Lucky you then." I whispered back.

We all looked towards Antonella and Leo who were still scrolling through
the hotels.

Gerard then came and sat by Neymar and I.

"So who's sleeping with Neymar then?" Gerard teased.

Rafinha heard and joined in the conversation.

"Well I'm basically a third wheel on this trip so Neymar and Camila are
sharing." Rafinha stated.

I looked at Neymar who was just staring at me with a victory smile on his
face and I slapped his arm, once again.

"Even if Neymar was sharing a room with Rafinha, he would end up getting
into Camila's bed. So it wouldn't make a difference." Gerard chuckled.

"IVE FOUND A HOTEL." Leo shouted out.

We all looked at the hotel he booked and swiped through the photos and
read the reviews.

It was situated in a good area, so that we were able to walk to the beach and
a few restaurants.
Leo booked the hotel and we decided to give the holiday planning a break
after.

I was so excited to go, I just wanted to be able to tan really quickly and just
have fun and relax.

I was going to start packing soon because knowing me, I would forget and
also, these three weeks were going to fly past.

We were only staying in The Bahamas for a week, which I thought was just
enough to be on holiday for.

After an hour or so, Neymar and I left Leo's house and we were in the car
just driving around because neither of us wanted to go home just yet.

"Shall we go somewhere to eat?" Neymar suggested.

"Sure." I nodded my head.

We got to the city centre of Barcelona and we walked past places like the
Sagrada Familia and I took this opportunity to take photos because I hadn't
yet visited this side of Barcelona.

Neymar and I were walking around, amongst the huge crowds of people.

A lot of people did recognise him but none went up to him to ask for a
photo, which was shocking.

Eventually Neymar walked into this small take away place, which had
seating there.

We sat down on a table looking through the menu.

"Anything you like the sound of?" Neymar asked.

"Yeah oh my God, I really want the peri peri chicken wrap."

"It is very spicy." He warned.

"I'm half Mexican Neymar, I can handle spice." I boasted.

He shrugged his shoulders and then went up to order our food. I was
scrolling through my Instagram and all of a sudden, I got so many
notifications of people tagging me in photos.

I looked at the majority of them and they were mainly photos of Neymar
and I walking through Barcelona just now.

I was laughing to myself because the captions were so funny.

'Who is this slut?'

'Looks like Neymar is jumping onto another girl'

'Nah omg they're so cute'

'For all we know, this could be his cousin'

'SHES THAT GIRL WITH THE SINGING VIDS AND SHE SOUNDS
AMAZING'

So many people had so many different opinions, I didn't know what to feel.

Neymar came back and saw me laughing at my phone.

"What's so funny?" He asked.

I showed him the photos and comments on people's opinions on us and he

laughed as well.

"Social media is actually mental." Neymar stated.

"I know but at the same time, I love it." I answered.

"What do you think of me and you being together?" Neymar suddenly

blurted out.

"Honestly, I have no idea. It would be a nice experience though." I smiled.

Neymar returned the smile and held on to my hand across the table, which
sent shivers down my body.

The guy at the counter called Neymar over so that he could pick up our
food and then bring it over to the table.

I searched for my wrap and once I smelt it, I felt like I was in Mexico. The
spices smelt so incredible.

I took a bite from the wrap and I felt the ingredients dancing on my tongue.

"Oh my God. This tastes beautiful." I said out loud.

"Close your mouth when you eat Camila." Neymar laughed.

He was eating a burger that didn't look appetising to me. I didn't really like
burgers anyway, they always gave me really bad stomach aches. The only
burger I was able to eat was McDonald's.

"How does yours taste?" I asked Neymar, who seemed to be quiet whilst
eating his.

"Really good thanks. I'd ask about you but I think we both know how much
you're enjoying that." He rolled his eyes playfully.

We both carried on eating until obviously, one of us took one for the team
and threw all the rubbish in the bin.

I decided to.

After our table was clear, we walked to the car and Neymar drove back to
his house.

The temperature in Barcelona was rising a lot and I could see that it was
going to be really hot for the rest of the evening.

We arrived at Neymar's and I jumped out and followed him inside his
house.
I sat down on one of his couches and went on my phone, scrolling through
the posts of Neymar and I.

I'm surprised no one got any pictures of us in food place or in Neymar's car.

"Camila, do you wanna sit outside?" Neymar asked from behind me.

He planted a kiss on my cheek before I responded.

"Yeah, sure." I said with a smile and walked towards the garden.

Neymar had some garden furniture so I sat down in one of the chairs.

He also had a huge pool.

The temptation to jump in was unreal.

Before Neymar sat down beside me, I went to sit on the edge of the pool
and dip my feet in.

I was wearing denim shorts today so luckily I didn't have to worry about
them getting wet.

"Come sit here." I said to Neymar and splashed some water at him but it
wasn't a huge amount as he was quite far away from me.

He came and sat beside me and splashed a bit of water in return.

"Two can play at that game." He smirked.

I gasped and then got a little bit more water in my hand and threw it at him.

Before Neymar had the chance to get water in his hands, I moved out the
way, giggling.

He stepped back, making me question what he was going to do.

Suddenly, he leaned towards the hose pipe and turned it on. My face
dropped once I saw that he was going to spray all that water on me.
As I tried to run away, Neymar ran after me and sprayed all the water over
me.

He walked away from me and whilst he had his back turned to me, I
jumped on him.

"I just want a hug." I giggled. I knew that when I would jump down,
Neymar's back would be damp.

"Camilaaaaaa." He moaned like a child.

"Two can play at that game." I mocked his words.

"You want a water fight? Let's go." He turned around to face me.

This was going to be a long evening.

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 33

We were finally at the airport and just about to stop to eat somewhere.

We had been waiting for this day for a long long long time.

I was walking around with Neymar while all the others were still looking
through duty free.

We had gone through security and our luggage was now going through to
the plane.

Neymar had spotted Burger King and the pair of us went in and thought
about what we were going to order.

"What do you want?" Neymar asked.

"I kind of want the veggie wrap. It looks really good." I answered.

The lady at the counter called up for the next customer, which was us and
so we walked up and placed our order.

"That'll be twenty-five euros please." The lady asked.

I went to hand her the money but Neymar pushed my hand away and
showed the lady his card.

I looked at Neymar with my eyes widened but he didn't look back.

Neymar then scanned his contactless card and the lady told us to wait on the
side for our food.

"So you watched me take my money out just for you to pay instead?" I said.
"Yep. Otherwise I wouldn't be a gentleman." He smirked.

"You never were one." I winked.

I looked over at the lady who took our order. She made eye contact with me
and I saw mine and Neymar's food placed on a tray.

I walked over and took it from her as well as thanking her.

Neymar and I found a table to sit down and eat at and then we ate together.
I was starving so I didn't pay attention to what he had to say.

In the corner of my eye, I could see Neymar chuckling, clearly at me

because I looked like a mug eating so quickly.

"You look so cute when you're hungry." Neymar chuckled.

"Thanks." I smiled and carried on scoffing the food down my throat.

Antonella and Leo had walked over to us by this point, Anto sat next to me
and helped herself to some fries, which I didn't mind.

"When's our flight?" I asked Leo.

"In about half an hour." Leo looked at his watch.

Neymar had gone to throw our rubbish in the bin.

This flight was going to be really long so I wanted to sleep for most of it.

The four of us went to go and find Shakira, Gerard and Rafinha so that we
wouldn't lose each other. We wanted to stick together as a group.

Leo and I sat down on a chair next to our gate whilst Anto and Neymar
went to go and find the others.

Eventually, they all came back and we were prepared for us to be called to
our gate.
We checked the TV screens and soon enough, our flight number was called
to board.

---

It seemed like we were on that plane forever as the flight was more than
long enough.

We finally arrived at our hotel in The Bahama's.

After we thanked the taxi driver, the group of us made our way into the
hotel, to check in and be revealed to our new rooms.

The lady at the front desk was very polite and she seemed like a bubbly
character.

She gave us our keys and directed us where to go.

I was sharing a room with Neymar, just as he wanted. This meant that
Rafinha would be on his own, but he really didn't mind.

I just wanted to get into bed and sleep because I could feel the jet lag
getting to me.

Neymar could tell that I was getting very sleepy.

He held my hand, intertwining our fingers together. It sent shivers all over
my body and I instantly smiled as my eyes were closed.

I looked at him and he winked at me.

Once we got to the third floor, I searched for room number thirty-two
because that's where we were staying in. The others were only a few doors
down the corridor from us.

"Okay guys. I'm guessing we are all tired as it is literally eight pm and
we've had a long flight as well as the time here is six hours behind
Barcelona. So how about in the morning at around twelve, we all meet in
our room." Leo said, being the mature, responsible adult he is.
"Sounds good. Good night, see you all then." Gerard said.

There was a bunch of mumbles shouting goodnight and so everyone went

into their rooms.

I lugged my suitcase behind me and then jumped on the huge double bed in
front of me.

Neymar laughed and moved our suitcases to the side so that it wasn't in our
way.

"Okay Camila. How about we get changed and then we can unpack
tomorrow? We'll be able to sleep for as long as we want." Neymar
suggested.

"Good idea." I yawned.

I went into my suitcase and pulled out my sleeping top and shorts.

I zipped my suitcase back up again. I then got changed into my sleeping

clothes and threw the other clothes onto the floor next to the bathroom.

Finally, I dived straight under the bed covers and closed my eyes.

I felt Neymar's presence behind me. He got under the covers as well and
wrapped his arm around my body.

I smiled to myself.

It felt so right and I didn't want him to move away.

He moved his arm down to my leg and started drawing patterns on my leg.
Or as I call them. "Swirlies".

I was obsessed with people doing them to me.

I put my arm just above his warm arm while his hand carried on doing
swirlies on my thigh.
After around twenty minutes, he kissed my cheek and then turned to face
the other way, which I'm guessing was him going to sleep.

I faced his back and put my arm around his body because I wanted to stay
close to him all night.

It felt so perfect.

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 34

I finished brushing my teeth and because my hair wasn't dirty, I let it down
in its natural wavy form.

I got changed into a khaki tank top and some comfortable shorts that
weren't tight on me.

Neymar was ready and was sat on the bed, on his phone, waiting for me to
finish getting ready so that we could meet the others and go down for
breakfast.

It was currently ten minutes to twelve so we were on time.

"Are you ready?" Neymar asked as I walked towards him with my phone in
my hand.

"Yeah. Let's go." I smiled.

He picked up the key and we both headed out the door and towards
Antonella and Leo's room.

Shakira and Gerard were coming out of their room at the same time.

"Morning guys." I smiled, grabbing their attention.

Neymar was behind me and repeated me.

"Hey. Sleep well?" Shakira asked and I nodded my head.

Leo's room was right at the bottom of the corridor, whereas Gerard and
Shakira's, Neymar's and mine and Rafinha's were near the elevator, around
two doors away from each other.
I was assuming that Rafinha had already gotten to Leo's room because we
couldn't hear any noise as we walked past his room.

I was walking beside Shakira while Gerard and Neymar were behind us.

Shakira and I were having a normal conversation about what we were

looking forward to, how much we liked the rooms and Shakira mentioned
that the view was incredible from her window but I didn't look outside our
balcony.

"Oh my God, Neymar! Stop staring at Camila's ass." Gerard said all of a
sudden.

Shakira and I both turned around to see Neymar furrowing his eyebrows at
Gerard, indicating that Gerard was lying.

I chuckled and continued to talk to Shakira.

We got to Leo and Antonella's room and just as we were about to knock on
the door, Neymar piped up.

"Geri! What is that sticking out from your shorts?!"

Before we could turn around, we heard Gerard slap Neymar around the
head and I could help but just burst out into laughter.

Anto answered the door as Shakira had knocked on it and saw us all
laughing and smirking.

"Come in guys." She said looking at us all, unsure.

We walked in and I jumped straight onto their bed next to Rafinha, whilst
the others sat on chairs or the floor, around the bed.

Leo had informed us all that he had ordered some room service, which I
was more than happy about because I was starving.

Rafinha and I sat up so that we could listen to what everyone was saying
and chip in.
It was all kind of just stating what we wanted to do and how this holiday
was going to be planned.

I brought my knees up, as well was Rafinha so we were in a comfortable

position.

I looked at him and smiled like a little child.

"What?" He asked, knowing I wanted something.

"Can you do swirlies on my leg?" I begged.

"What's that?" He looked confused.

I did an example on his leg and he rolled his eyes at me but started doing
swirlies on my thigh.

I was happy because I LOVED it when people did swirlies. It was a habit.

"Can you two listen please?" Leo said, acting like a teacher.

Rafinha and I smiled and listened.

I noticed in the corner of my eye that Neymar was looking towards me.
Well not at me. At Rafinha.

To be more specific, at his hands as he was doing swirlies on my leg.

I could read Neymar's facial expression but he didn't look happy.

I bit my lip to prevent myself from laughing and then looked at Leo.

"So why don't we all get ready and just go to the beach today?" Antonella
suggested.

We all looked at each other and agreed.

The beach was only around two to three minutes away from the hotel so it
would be an easy trek for us all.
After a while, a knock on the door caused Anto to go and answer it. It was
our room service.

Rafinha and I jumped up from our seats, like little kids and attacked the
croissants that arrived.

"You better not make a mess on my bed." Leo warned.

Rafinha stuck his tongue out, once again, like a child, and I just giggled.

After all of us has eaten, we all went to our separate rooms and got changed
into appropriate clothing for the beach.

On top of my plain orange bikini, I wore a simple mesh white top and some
denim shorts.

I also slid on some flip flops and put my sunglasses over my eyes.

Neymar however, had just his yellow swimming shorts on.

I rolled my eyes at him and chuckled.

"What? You like what you see?" He smirked.

"Mhm. I do." I said sarcastically.

I patted his stomach and then picked up the room key from the table, which
was actually a card, and left the room, followed my Neymar.

We got inside the elevator and stood in silence waiting for the doors to
open.

The silence wasn't awkward - just comfortable.

As the doors opened, we walked in the lobby of the hotel and noticed Anto,
Shakira and Rafinha sitting on the couches that were in the lobby.

"Where's the other two?" Neymar asked.

"They left their phones so they took the stairs and are probably going to
come down soon.

Soon enough, Gerard and Leo popped out of the elevator and the group of
us made our way down to the beach.

Anto, Shakira and I were walking in front with the four boys behind us.

Us girls were just talking about makeup and hair and the problematic
experiences we've faced due to us being female.

Shakira was currently telling us her horrific period story.

"Wait so was this when you and Geri first started dating?" I asked.

"Yeah and so this was quite embarrassing for me you know." She replied.

Antonella couldn't help but chuckle to herself bc she was finding it funny
that Shakira embarrassed herself.

"Okay just tell us." I blurted out.

"So I was just sat on his couch at home and I needed to get up and go to the
toilet because I thought I needed like a henny shit - my stomach was killing
man. Anyway, so I got up and I look at the pure white sofa had now been
turned fucking red." Shakira explained.

Antonella and I burst out into laughter and could not stop.

I was laughing more at the fact that she thought she needed a shit.

"What did Geri say?" Anto whispered.

"He pissed himself and put some newspaper over it. Next day I come over
and see that the couch has been replaced with a new one." Shakira said.

"That's the best thing I've heard today." I laughed so hard.

"Care to share the joke guys?" Rafinha stated.

"It's a top secret. Sorry." I winked at Rafinha and he made a face.

I looked towards Neymar as he was staring at Rafi but then he rolled his
eyes and looked at Leo.

We had gotten to the beach after a good walk and the seven of us settled
down on a random bit of sand.

I lay down with my sunglasses over my eyes and the sun on my body. I
didn't bother taking my shorts or tank top off just yet.

All the guys went into the sea because they were a bunch of little kids when
they were together.

It was silent whilst Antonella, Shakira and I were sunbathing peacefully.

Shakira got up when she heard Gerard screaming, as did Antonella and I.

We looked towards the boys who were chasing after Gerard with something
in each of their hands.

Us three got up, clearly puzzled as to what was happening.

"Shak. Save me." Geri panted.

"Why, what's happened?" Shakira asked.

"They all have crabs in their hands and they're chasing me!" He squeaked.

Antonella and I could not and would not stop laughing.

"Girls, don't laugh it's not funny!" Shakira snapped, trying to hold her
laughter in.

Leo, Rafinha and Ney tried to put the crabs they had in Gerard's gas but
Shak just slapped their hands away because they were scaring her too.

"Why don't you guys come in the sea too?" Leo asked me and his
wife.
"Let me just take my clothes off." I said and Antonella said she'd go in as
well.

"Ooh I like the sound of that." Neymar smirked.

I stuck up my middle finger at him and he bit his lip with a smirk that drove
me insane.

I pulled down my shorts and took off my tank top.

I put my clothes on Shakira's bag so I wouldn't forget where I put it.

Antonella was in her bikini too so we both walked next to Leo, Neymar and
Rafinha towards the sea.

"I'm liking the look of this." Neymar whispered in my ear.

I slapped his arm playfully and he chuckled lightly.

As we got to the water, I slowly walked in to see if it was cold. Gradually, I

walked further into the water, until it got to mid thigh.

I felt a cold splash of water on my right side and looked over to the right to
see Neymar was smirking at me.

I faced him and splashed a bit more water on him.

"Oh. Oh no you didn't." He said, shocked.

I stuck my tongue out at him, lie a child and he ran to me through the water.

I tried running away but it was very difficult.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of strong arms around my waist.

It was obviously going to be Neymar. He tickled me until I couldn't breathe.

I scooped some water behind me so it went on his face and he let me go.
I ran out of the water and he ran after me, as I got onto the sand.

I was about five meters away from him.

We both stood facing each other, doing nothing.

He was making slow steps towards me and I was backing up.

Neymar started running and my reflex skills made me run away.

He caught me once again and lifted me in the air.

I started fiddling around so he'd let me go but he wouldn't.

He started tickling me again and I felt his cheek on my cheek, causing me

to smile even more.

I looked at him slightly. His eyes caught mine and we both relaxed.

"You're such a little shit." He stated.

"But you love it." I smirked.

"Mhm." He stared at me.

I smiled at him and then pecked his lip ever so quickly.

I then moved out of the way and started to walk towards our group again.

"Nah that's just being a tease. That's not fair!" Neymar exclaimed.

The beach was now clearing up and it was just us and a few other teenagers
still here.

I noticed some girls had walked over to Shakira and asked for signatures
and photos.

The boys were shocked because no one recognised them.

I was sat down on the sand, making most of what was left of the sun.

Neymar came and lay beside me, in silence.

"You alright." I laughed.

"Yeah I'm good thanks." He said bluntly.

I turned my head towards him, just to see that he was looking straight up at
the sky.

"Are you annoyed I didn't kiss you properly?" I giggled.

"No, not at all." He sounded pretty genuine.

"Oh that's a shame. Would've made you feel better tonight." I played
around.

This time he looked at me with wide eyes and I just laughed.

Neymar rolled his eyes whilst I kept laughing.

I got up and leant down to him, kissing his soft plump lips. he quickly
reacted by kissing me back and putting his hand on the back of my head,
intensifying the kiss.

I smiled during the kiss but then pulled away.

"Nooooo." Neymar moaned trying to pull me back in but I refused.

"Maybe later pretty boy." I patted his chest.

"You actually drive me insane." He rolled his eyes.

I smiled and looked away.

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 35

We spent the fourth day here shopping.

The boys went off and looked through Nike stores, bought some new
aftershave, new tops and many other things that I lost count of.

However, I bought a shit tonne of makeup from Sephora.

I bought some eyeshadow palettes, a new foundation, some brushes and a

few lip products.

Today was probably my favourite day, to say the least.

I spent most of my time with the girls and we just bonded a lot more.

We had around two hours to get ready for dinner so I took this time to ring
Lauren. I missed the sound of my best friend's voice.

I attempted to ring her and after the first few rings, she answered.

"Hey Mila!" She exclaimed just as excited as I was to speak to her.

"Hey Laur. How are you?" I smiled and sat with my back resting on the
frame of the bed.

Neymar was in the shower so he wouldn't come out for at least another half
an hour.

"So good! Alex officially asked me to be his girlfriend yesterday!" She

beamed.

"Oh my God! I'm so happy for you!" I exclaimed.

"It was so cute. He took me on this really romantic date and then we went
for a walk down by the beach and he just looked at me and basically asked
me to be his girlfriend." She explained.

"That's adorable. I'm so glad you're happy." I chuckled.

"Well how are things going between you and Neymar?" She asked.

"I don't know. I don't know what we are to be honest." I mumbled.

"Don't stress about it chica. Enjoy your holiday and think about all this
relationship shit with him when you get back." She suggested.

"Yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Just going to let fate do its thing." I
responded.

"Well, on the other hand, you know you posted that video of you and your
new song on Instagram?" Lauren said.

"Mhm."

"Well it's literally gone viral. I don't know how you haven't noticed but all
of our old friends have been saying how they're obsessed with it and even
people in Spain are singing it in public places."

"That's so cool! I can't believe it's gotten shared so much." I exclaimed.

"You're going to be an Instagram sensation soon." Lauren teased and I

chuckled.

We continued to talk about everything we had missed out on each other's

lives in these past few days.

By this time, Neymar had gotten out the shower. He had a towel around his
waist and his hair looked so messy yet so put together.

I just admit, he looked hot.

I bit my lip but looked down so I wouldn't be distracted as to what Lauren
was saying.

"Who is it?" Neymar mouthed.

"Lauren." I mouthed back and he gave me a thumbs up.

Neymar went back to the bathroom, I'm assuming to go and get changed but
he actually came back with just some Calvin Klein boxers on instead.

I wasn't complaining.

He then came and sat beside me on the bed, whilst I was chattering away to
Lauren.

"I bought some new makeup from Sephora and I actually can't wait to show
you because my collection is going to be huge." I said to Lauren.

Neymar put his arm around my waist and rested his head on my stomach,
whilst I played with his wet hair.

"I've been watching so many makeup tutorials lately, I'm so gonna do a cut
crease on you when you get back." She squealed.

I laughed and agreed.

As Lauren's voice kept filling my ears, I felt Neymar's hand go down to my

thigh. He caressed it causing me to smile, in pleasure.

Neymar sat up with one elbow on one side of my body.

He stared into my eyes while I was still on the phone, talking.

He tried leaning forward and kissing me but I moved away.

I smirked while he made a stroppy face at me.

He then kept trying but I didn't want Lauren to hear me, so I kept fighting
against Neymar.
"Lauren, I'm gonna have to go babi." I said, whilst fighting off Neymar.

"Okay." She chuckled. "Use protection."

She then ended the call without me saying anything else.

I put my phone to the side and looked at Neymar who was gripping his
arms around my waist.

"Thank God that call ended." He blurted out.

"Hey! That's my best friend you're talking about." I said offended.

He rolled his eyes and then moved away from me.

"You're so needy for attention." I joked around.

He snapped his head towards me.

"Yeah well I only want you." He suddenly said.

I looked at him and smiled.

I cupped his face in my hand and pecked his lip.

"You're too cute." I smiled.

This time, he didn't let me move away and he brought me closer to his face
and we ended up kissing again.

It got more heated as he kept moving his arms up my shirt and he roamed
his hands all over my body.

I put my arms around his neck as he got on top of me.

My hands trailed down his abs, all the way down to his boxers.

I smirked during the kiss, as I put my hand down his boxers, feeling his
manhood intensify.
Neymar went down to my neck and left many kisses around my neck.

I let a small moan escape my lips.

I took my hand out of Neymar's boxers, to tease him. I slid out from under
him and stood up, off the bed.

Neymar lay on his back, looking at me, clearly not satisfied enough.

I bit my lip before walking to my closet.

"When you bite your lip, I actually can't contain myself." He sighed.

"Sorry." I smirked and picked out my clothes before walking into the
bathroom.

I chose a black, lacey bralette with a black skirt that came down to my
thigh.

I put both of them on and applied some makeup to make my appearance a

lot better.

My hair was curly as I curled it this morning, so I brushed the curls out,
making them a bit looser.

I felt like something was missing in my makeup so I picked up a matte red

lipstick and applied it onto my lips.

I studied my look and was happy. I sprayed some setting spray onto my
makeup. Some hairspray on my hair and finally, the Olympea perfume all
over my body.

I walked out of the bathroom to see Neymar sat on our bed, on his phone.

He was wearing a black and white Adidas California shirt with black shorts.

We were literally matching.

I found a pair of black strapped sandals and put them on.

Neymar noticed me and stood up, signalling for us to go.

I looked at him and smiled.

I reached for my phone on my bedside table and then Neymar and I walked
out of our hotel room and headed towards the elevator.

"I really like that lip colour on you." Neymar said as we both got into the
elevator.

"Why thank you." I smiled.

He leaned towards me and tilted his head, leaning for a kiss but the sound
of the elevator doors opening, pulled us apart.

Neymar quickly pecked my lips before we walked out.

We were the last ones to arrive but it's not like we were late for anything.

"I've called two taxis and I think they're outside waiting for us." Gerard
informed us.

We all walked out and got into separate taxis.

Rafinha got into the front seat of the taxi, while Neymar and I got in the
back.

The other four were in the other one.

Gerard came and informed our taxi driver where we were heading and then
went into his own taxi.

The journey wasn't very long, the restaurant was around ten minutes away
from our hotel.

Neymar, Rafinha and I got out of our taxi, thanking the driver and watched
him drive off, as we were waiting for the other taxi to arrive.

Soon enough, they came and we all went into the restaurant together.
Once we sat down, I skimmed through the menu, finding something to eat.

I settled down with the chicken burrito and chips because I was craving
burritos really badly.

"Camila, have you rang Lauren yet?" Gerard asked me.

"I was on the phone to her earlier," I nodded.

Shakira smiled, "How's everything back in Barcelona?"

"Really good. Her and Alex are officially together." I smiled at the thought
of my best friend.

Although Rafinha was sat next to me, in the corner of my eye I could see
his face dropped a little. I doubt it would be because of the fact that Lauren
was with another guy.... Well it could've been, he probably just wanted her
attention because I knew that they both didn't like each other like that.

Everyone was in their own conversation between each other, but we were
trying to keep it quiet.

"Neymar have you thought about your tr-"

Gerard started to speak but Neymar cut him off, "so what are we doing
tomorrow then guys?"

We all looked at him confused but then Antonella gave a suggestion, "well I
think we should just be tourists for the day and look around places."

Neymar nodded his head as well as everyone else but we were still taken
back from his sudden interruption.

At last our food had arrived and we ate it all in peacefulness.

After most of us had finished, we didn't waste any time and Leo called the
sister to bring the bill over.
"Guys, when we get back to the hotel, why don't we all just chill in mine
and Shak's suite." Gerard suggested.

"Sounds like a good idea. I'm getting changed first." I said.

The others piped in and we all agreed to go to their suite.

Once again, we called a taxi to pick us up and take us back to the hotel. As
soon as Neymar and I got into our room, I quickly changed in my pyjamas
and waited for Neymar to change as well.

Once again, he was wearing his shorts and no top. "Are you just going to
wear that?" I asked.

"I know you like the sight of it so why not?" He smirked.

I rolled my eyes at his cheekiness and the two of us walked down a few
doors to Shakira and Gerard's room.

We were actually the first to arrive, so we just sat on their bed together.

Neither of us brought our phone, which was good so that we wouldn't get
distracted.

I was lying on Neymar's chest, whilst he was playing with my hair and I
was so in love with the feeling.

I closed my eyes and smiled.

"WE BOUGHT BOOZE!" A sudden outburst made me jump.

I looked towards the door and saw Leo with two bottles of alcohol in his
hand and poor Antonella behind him with about four or five bottles, cradled
in her arms.

I helped her carry some and put them down on the floor where we were all
sitting.
"Why did you get so much alcohol?" Rafinha asked. "Not that I'm
complaining."

"Because my friend, we are going to be playing Never Have I Ever." Leo

replied.

Shakira got some cups so that everyone had a reasonable amount of alcohol
to start off with. Anto poured it into everyone's cups and we all sat in a
circle, prepared for the game.

"I'll start with something easy." Leo said, "remember, you have to be
honest."

"Never have I kissed someone from the same sex."

Rafinha and I were the only ones who drank from our cup, which I was
actually surprised about.

"Oh you swing both ways?" Neymar smirked putting his arm around my
shoulder.

"It was a dare. Plus it was only Lauren and she was drunk." I briefly
explained.

Anto was next.

"Never have I ever, had sex more than three times."

I was the only one who didn't drink at this point and everyone looked at me
with wide eyes.

"I've only had sex once." I chuckled.

"With Neymar?" Leo asked.

"No you fool. Neymar and I haven't had sex." I rolled my eyes.

"Not yet princess." Neymar winked.

I laughed at him and we continued to play.

"Never have I ever fell in love." Shakira said.

All of us apart from Rafinha drank, which made us all coo at him.

"Never have I ever had a one night stand." Neymar stated.

Him and Rafinha were the only ones to drink.

I looked at Neymar shocked before he spoke up, "that's how Davi was
made."

It was then Rafinha's go, "never have I ever given head."

All the boys looked at Shakira, Antonella and I before we took a sip,
making them all wolf whistle and cheer and just go crazy.

"You gave Neymar a blow job?" Gerard blurted out.

"Can I just clarify that Neymar isn't the only guy to walk in my life?" I
laughed.

"Wait, who did you give head too?" Neymar asked surprised realising it
wasn't him.

"Take a guess." I winked.

We continued to play this game until Rafinha was the drunkest person out
of us all.

Before I went back into my room, I made sure Rafinha was asleep in his. I
put a painkiller and some water on his bedside table for the morning and
then pulled the blanket over his body to keep him warm.

I then walked to Neymar who was standing by the door.

I smiled at him and the pair of us walked back to our room.

I got straight under the bed covers, soon to be joined by Neymar.

I rested my head on his chest and he snaked his arm around my waist. Our
legs were all tangled up together but I liked it like that.

"Neymar." I whispered.

"Mmm." He hummed.

"I really really really like you." I said.

He opened his eyes and looked down at me.

He didn't respond for a while and so I felt a bit disappointed.

"I like you more." He chuckled, capturing my lips with his.

I smiled during the kiss, happy with his answer.

Eventually, we fell asleep in the position we were.

Neymar likes me back.

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 36

Our holiday was soon coming to an end. It had gone so fast but the time we
sent together was memorable and enjoyable.

We had two more nights and then we'd be heading back to Barcelona. I was
excited to see the new season and continue to support my friends in their
new matches.

I was lying by the pool in my bikini, going through my Instagram feed. I

wanted to post something but I didn't know what exactly.

Everyone else, apart from Rafinha was in the pool. Rafinha and I, being the
anti-social ones, were just on our phones. He was talking to this "new girl"
but didn't tell any of us who it was.

Neymar came from the pool and stood in front of me.

"Whatcha doing?" He asked, taking a towel and wiping his wet body.

"I'm looking for pictures to post on Instagram." I responded, trying not to

stare at his perfect abs.

"Ooh, let me help you decide." He chirped and sat on my seat, making me
move up so there was enough space for him.

We were scrolling through my camera roll and I was waiting for him to
point at a photo.

"I like this one. Post it." He pointed to the picture I took of the palm trees
and the beach. It did look quite tumblr.
I nodded my head and went onto Instagram. I uploaded the photo with the
sun emoji as the caption and then watched my phone flood with likes and
comments. Who knew a picture of trees could make people comment.

"Camila why don't you come in the pool?" A shivering Antonella asked.
The poor woman kept getting dunked underneath the water by Leo and now
she was out of the water, she was shivering non stop.

"Give me a second." I put my phone in Shakira's beach bag that she had
brought. I took the sunglasses that were placed on my head, and put them
onto the seat I was sat on and then slowly walked towards the pool.

I sat on the edge and put my legs in first to see how cold it was.

It was quite warm which I was surprised about but I didn't want to get in
just yet.

"Oh just go in." An irritated Antonella said.

I shook my head and started swinging my legs gently in the pool.

Almost instantly, I felt a force push my back as my heart skipped a beat. I

was pushed into the pool and I felt myself go under water for about five
seconds before reaching to the top, gasping for air.

I rubbed my eyes and could hear Antonella, Gerard, Shakira and Leo
laughing at me. "So funny guys." I sarcastically laughed.

"You should've seen your face." Leo said, out of breath from laughing.

That's how the day went on. We were all goofing around by the pool,
bringing out the immature children in us.

It was getting late and we all started getting hungry so we gathered all of
our things and walked back inside the hotel, towards our separate rooms.

Neymar and I were planning on just ordering room service and chilling for
the rest of the night, as were the others.
For me, tomorrow was going to be consisting of packing and maybe just
last minute looking around the area.

Our flight was midday the day after so it left me to have a good night's
sleep.

I rummaged through Shakira's bag, as we were walking, in hope to find my

phone.

Neymar had my sunglasses over his eyes and although I told him they
looked too girly, he wouldn't take them off. I found my phone and sighed a
breath of relief.

Neymar and I got to our room as it was closest to the elevator and said
goodbye to all of our friends before they went off into their separate rooms.

We were both still in our swimwear. I don't know about Neymar but I wasn't
planning on getting changed for a while.

I lay down on top of the bed, which was still freshly made from this
morning, and spread my legs and arms across the space I had.

I still had my phone in my hand so I brought it to my face and went onto

Snapchat.

I scrolled through all the stories. Whilst I was doing this, I noticed Neymar
was awfully quiet. He was on his phone before but as I slightly looked at
him, I saw that he had a sweet smile on his face. His eyes were staring at
me. I took a moment to study his features.

He had taken off my sunglasses and put them aside somewhere. His hair
was slightly messy but it looked good. It showed the blonde in his curls
well. I preferred his hair like that. His face was so perfect. The stubble on
his face made me more attracted to him and his lips. Oh his lips. They
looked so plump and pink. I would literally kiss them right here, right now.

I sat up and Neymar noticed that I caught him staring so his initial response
was to walk over to me.
My legs were out straight and my back was resting on the bed frame.
Neymar came over and crawled onto the bed, without saying anything,
leaning his face towards mine. I knew exactly what he wanted because he
felt the same way as me.

His lips touched mine ever so slightly and I smiled as I moved closer to kiss
him.

He kissed me back with the same passion and lust.

Neymar's kisses travelled down to my neck and then just below my collar
bone.

I suddenly didn't feel hungry anymore.

I held onto the back of his head while I moaned slightly. I felt his teeth
against my skin and it sent an amazing feeling throughout my body.

"Camila." I heard Neymar pant.

I hummed in response.

"You're beautiful," he looked at me and moved a strand of my hair behind

my ear.

Instead of smiling at him, I just captured his lips with mine and moved our
lips in sync.

I had my arms locked around his neck while his hands couldn't help but
roam my body freely, exploring every thing.

Neymar suddenly put his hands on my bikini bottoms and I felt him taking
them off. At this point, my heart was beating so fast, I could hear it in my
ears and I wouldn't be surprised if Neymar could hear it.

This was it.

This was the moment...

...That suddenly got cut off by the sound of my iPhone ringtone.

Neymar let go of my bikini bottoms and I pulled away from his kiss. He
was clearly annoyed but I looked everywhere for my phone, not being able
to find it.

Neymar found my phone, on the floor next to the bed and read the caller ID.

Rafinha.

He answered it straight away, clearly showing he was pissed off. "What?!"

He screamed down the phone.

"Yo dude. Neymar why didn't you answer your phone?" Rafinha asked. I
was sat close to Neymar so I could hear him speak through the phone.

"I don't know, it was on silent probably." Neymar yelled.

"Well since you answered Camila's phone and you sound pissed off, I'm
guessing I'm the cock block," I heard a few chuckles through the other end
too.

"Yes. Yes you fucking are Rafinha, I'm so annoyed with you," and with that
he ended the call.

Neymar dropped my phone on the bed and then put his hand towards his
temples, closing his eyes and slowly massaging them.

"Lie down," I demanded.

He looked at me confused, "Is this your way of giving me a blow job

because Cam, I'm really not in the mood after Rafinha's phone call and I
haven't erected."

"Neymar shut up." I rolled my eyes.

He chuckled but turned his back towards me and then lay down, with his
head resting on my lap.
I brought both my hands to either side of his head and massaged it slowly
but with slight force.

I could tell Neymar enjoyed this because his eyes were shut and his body
completely relaxed. "I could get used to this," he whispered and I chuckled.

"I'm sure you can repay me someday by doing the same."

He smiled in response so I continued to massage his head.

I had been doing this for about half an hour and I couldn't tell whether
Neymar had fallen asleep or not because we were in silence and he wasn't
moving.

I stopped massaging and then I lifted his head so I could get up and then I
placed his head back down on the bed. He didn't say anything so I'm
guessing he was asleep.

I got my towel from my suitcase that was on side and picked out a few
undergarments as well as the clothes I was going to be sleeping in. I then
made my way to the bathroom.

"Your ass looks so amazing," Neymar's groggy voice startled me and I

turned around to see a smirk was on his mouth. He still had his eyes closed
but he was now under the bed covers. I rolled my eyes and went into the
bathroom, to have a shower.

It took me about half an hour to have a good shower. I got out and got
changed into my sleeping clothes, before heading out of the bathroom.

Neymar was fast asleep, with his arms and legs all over the place.
I got under the covers and snuggled up to him, wrapping my arm around his
waist and my legs over his thighs and his crotch area.

He felt my presence and put one arm around my waist, making me cuddle
him.

I didn't want to move from this position because it felt so perfect.

~

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 37

At last, we had finally arrived back in Barcelona.

I stayed close to Neymar the whole time and he couldn't keep his hands off
me either.

We were getting a taxi back to our respectable houses.

Neymar would be coming back to mine because his car was at my place.

Throughout the whole taxi journey, I rested my head on Neymar's shoulder,

trying to sleep but the constant noise of the cars outside, kept me awake.

Finally, the taxi driver has dropped off Neymar and I to my apartment. We
paid the man and then got out, taking our luggage out too.

"You should stay over tonight," I suggested.

"We went away on holiday together and you still can't get enough of me
ey?" Neymar teased.

I rolled my eyes and walked up to the front door. It was unlocked, which
meant that Lauren would be home. I was just hoping that she wasn't with
Alex because they were bound to be doing something sexual.

I walked into the living room, dragging my suitcase behind me.

I saw the TV was on and could just about see Lauren's body, lying across
the couch, with a blanket spread over her.

I turned around to Neymar who just smiled at me. She must've been asleep
if she didn't hear the front door open.
Slowly, I tiptoed towards the couch. I poked my fingers in the side of her
stomach, which caused her to stir in her sleep and rub her eyes, trying to see
who dared to wake her up.

Her sleepy face noticed me but she furrowed her eyebrows together, clearly
confused.

Once she realised I was actually in front of her, she shot up and ran around
the couch, engulfing me in a super tight hug. I couldn't wipe the huge grin
on my face.

I missed my best friend.

We stood in each other's arms for about five minutes before she pulled
away. "Oh my God. Neymar I didn't notice you! How are you?" Lauren
walked over to him and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, giving
her a side hug.

"I'm doing good thanks. How about yourself?" Neymar answered.

"Really good thankyou," she smiled. "Well you better go and unpack. Is
Neymar staying over?"

I nodded my head while Neymar spoke, "If that's not a problem."

Lauren chuckled at his politeness, "Of course not. Go get some rest guys."

Neymar and I dragged our suitcases upstairs, to my room. I just put mine to
the side, next to my chest of drawers and Neymar did the same.

"I am so tired." Neymar stated whilst lying down on my bed.

"Same," I yawned. I walked over to my bed and sat on the edge. I kicked
off my shoes and turned my head to look at Neymar. He was already
looking at me, causing me to smirk.

"Are you going to get changed?" I asked.

"Probably. What a smooth way of asking to see my body." Neymar smirked.

I rolled my eyes and went over to my suitcase. I unzipped it and pulled out
my pyjamas, which consisted of an oversized Nike t-shirt and some random
grey sleeping shorts with pink spots all over them.

"I'll go change in the bathroom." I informed Neymar and walked into the
bathroom down the hall to change.

Once I got out, Lauren was walking up the stairs. She smiled at me and the
pair of us walked into my room together.

As we walked in, Neymar was lying down on my bed, with his phone in his
hand.

"I swear all you do is go on your phone." I spoke up. He looked towards me
and shrugged his shoulders.

I walked to my side of the bed and got under the covers. Neymar also got
comfortable next to me. I was sitting up with my back against the
headboard, whereas Neymar was lying down.

My hands went to his hair and I started playing with his curly brown/blonde
locks.

Lauren was sat opposite me, listening to me go on and on about our holiday.
Every now and then Neymar would also pipe up.

It was currently eight in the evening and I was feeling so incredibly tired. I
kept yawning every three seconds.

Lauren chuckled at my actions, "You both should sleep. I'll probably

FaceTime Alex."

I nodded and smiled weakly at her. I watched Lauren leave. She shut the
door quietly and then I couldn't hear anything.

I looked down at Neymar, who was still on his phone. I looked at the screen
and saw he was texting Rafaella, his sister. I still yet had to meet his family.

"Ney." I mumbled.
"Mmm." He hummed in response.

"Put your phone away. Let's go to sleep."

He got up and put his phone to the side. I took this moment to reposition
myself and so I lay down. Neymar was facing me, with one arm draped
around my waist. He pulled me closer, causing me to smile.

"I can never get sick of you." He spoke in a low, husky voice.

"Me neither." My eyes looked down to his lips but then back at his eyes.

I leant forward and pressed my lips against his but then quickly turned away
so my back was facing him. His arms were still around my waist and I was
still close to him. Neymar slightly rose and planted kisses on my neck.

"Stop." I whispered but I didn't want him to stop.

I felt him move away.

I closed my eyes and slowly started to fall asleep.

"Goodnight beautiful." I heard but I was too tired to even respond.

---

I slowly fluttered my eyes open and felt a little colder than usual.

I remembered that we were in Barcelona now and that Neymar was

sleeping next to me.

I turned over and saw his sleepy face. His hair was all scruffy and he was
lying on his back with one arm by his side and the other around my back.

I cuddled up closer to him because I was cold, but that just made him wake
up.

He yawned and stretched and then rubbed his eyes.

I moved away to give him space but once he looked at me, he brought me in
for a hug.

I chuckled but hugging him back because he was so much warmer. He

looked down at my lips and started to lean it but I put hand on his mouth.

"Brush your teeth first." I chuckled.

He rolled his eyes so I got up as his grip loosened and made my way over to
the bathroom.

I started brushing my teeth before stripping off my clothes and stepping into
the shower.

I let the warm water drop down my body as I slowly massaged the shampoo
into my hair. As I rinsed it out, I quickly started to wash my body with
some shower gel.

By this point, I conditioned my hair and once that was all out, I stepped out
the shower, wrapping a towel around my body. I let my hair out and saw the
water drip from the ends and onto the floor.

I unlocked the bathroom door and made my way back to my bedroom.

Neymar was sitting on the side of the bed with his elbows on his knees and
his phone in his hand. No surprise there.

I made sure the towel was secure around my body so that when I reached
for my clothes, it wouldn't fall down.

"I could definitely get used to seeing this every day." I heard Neymar
comment from behind.

"Well it's not an every day occasion that you'll sleep over at my house." I
rolled my eyes.

I picked out a grey tank top to wear with some sports leggings. I wasn't
planning on doing anything today so these seemed like some good clothes
to relax in and if I felt like it, I'd go to the gym or something.
"Can you look the other way so I can get dressed?" I asked quietly.

Neymar chuckled at me but nodded his head and turned around.

"Join me downstairs when you're ready. I'll make breakfast." I smiled at

Neymar. He smiled back and continued to pull things out of his suitcase.

I went downstairs and rummaged through the kitchen drawers to find

something to eat. Eventually, I just made some toast and found a few pain
au chocolat's to eat.

Neymar came down soon after and grabbed the plate that was left for him
and followed me into the living room.

"Have you heard the latest transfer talk?" Neymar asked as we sat down.

"No. Why? Anything interesting?" I responded.

"PSG want to buy me." He mumbled.

I slowly swallowed the piece of toast in my mouth and just looked at

Neymar who was looking down at his food.

"And...? Are you going to go?" I asked.

"I don't know really, I still need to have talks with my family, my friends,
my manager etc." He went on. "I don't want to leave because I have all my
friends and sometimes my family here and Barcelona is like my second
home but then there's an opportunity at my window."

"What about me?" I said in a whisper, thinking he didn't hear me.

"Look, whatever happens, it won't come in the way of us. I'll go through it
with you. My decision isn't final yet." His words seemed so calm and
relaxed, whereas I was panicking on the inside. What if I never see him
again? Did we come so far together to just be separated?

"It's been a year or just under a year since I've moved to Barcelona." I
changed the subject.
"Look how time flies by when you're having fun." Neymar smirked.

I rolled my eyes at him. "To be honest, I would be so lonely if I didn't meet

you." I remember the first time I met Neymar. My tampon fell out my
handbag. I had never been more embarrassed in my life. From then on, we
just kept seeing each other and look at us now.

A part of me didn't want Neymar to move but I knew that if he did, he

would be much happier.

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 38

The La Liga season was going to start before we knew it and I couldn't
wait. I was starting to grow a liking for football.

However, I was extremely nervous to see how Neymar was to respond with
the PSG offer. Obviously I didn't want him to move, I was only just a few
steps away from finally being with him.

But I knew that I couldn't change his mind if he wanted to move.

Most of the boys were training today, whereas Neymar wasn't.

He invited me to go round to his for dinner. His parents and sister had
arrived a few days ago and I still hadn't met them.

I was in my room, deciding on what I wanted to wear. I settled with a long

sleeved black dress. It stopped just above my knees and was very
comfortable.

I straightened my freshly washed hair for the night and applied some
makeup as well. It was quite natural.

Finally I put on some black heels and sprayed perfume all over my body.

Lauren was working late tonight so I told her to leave the car for me.

After about ten minutes, I texted Neymar letting him know that I was going
to be arriving soon. I got into my car and drove off to his house.

A part of me was excited to meet his family but another part was nervous.
I parked in Neymar's driveway and then jumped out, with my keys and
phone in my hand.

I walked up to Neymar's front door and rang the doorbell.

A few seconds passed and Neymar opened the door. He looked

phenomenal. His hair was messy but it looked so good because it was curly.
He was wearing a khaki dress shirt with some very tight black jeans.

"Hey." I smiled at him.

He greeted me with a kiss on the cheek. I walked in and he shut the door
behind me. I followed him into his house and to the dining room.

Once I walked in, I saw his family seated at the table. The first person I
noticed was his sister, Rafaella. She was so beautiful. Her long caramel hair
was straightened and made her tanned skin colour look much more golden.

I then turned to see Neymar's parents. They had huge smiles plastered on
their faces. You could see how friendly they looked.

"Hola." I greeted as I sat down.

"Hola." They all responded.

"Camila, it's so nice to finally meet you!" Neymar's mother said.

"It's so good to meet you too Mrs Santos." I smiled showing my teeth.

"Call me Nadine!" She chirped.

"And call me Neymar Sr." Neymar's dad added on.

I nodded at both of them.

"I'm Rafaella." The beauty in front of me added on.

"I'm so happy I've finally met you guys." I smiled at all of them.
"Well it's not every day Juninho begs for us to meet a beautiful girl."
Nadine stated.

I started to blush but looked down so that they wouldn't see.

Neymar's cook walked into the kitchen and placed a big dish of lasagne in
the middle of the table.

"Gracias Marcela." Neymar smiled at the small Spanish woman.

We all took turns into placing the food onto our plate.

"So Camila, Neymar has told us a lot about you but why don't you tell us
more about yourself." Neymar Sr chuckled.

Neymar rolled his eyes, which made me chuckle. "Well I'm not that
interesting. I've lived here in Barcelona for nearly a year but I'm originally
from America. Well, I was born in Cuba and raised by my mother who is
Cuban and my father who is Mexican." I explained.

"Oh really! I knew you had some Latina heritage in you." Nadine
responded.

"Yeah, I am a proud Latina and I do keep a lot of my culture and ancestry

close to me." I smiled.

"That's good! It's a good thing you moved to Spain then." Neymar Sr added
on.

I smiled and continued to eat my food.

"I've followed you on Instagram and can I just say, you have the most
beautiful voice ever." Rafaella suddenly said.

"Thankyou so much! I follow you too and you're just as gorgeous as you are
in person." I complimented.

I could see her blush but she thanked me after.

"So guys. I wanted to tell you all something, which is why I invited you
guys round for dinner." Neymar spoke for the first time tonight.

The only sound that was heard was our forks clashing with our plates as we
ate.

"I've decided to take up the PSG offer."

I felt like it was just me who was overreacting when I dropped my fork onto
the place when he said that but actually, Rafaella, Nadine and Neymar Sr all
looked wide eyed at Neymar.

"What?" Rafaella was the first one to say something.

"I just really want to move. Don't get me wrong, I love Barca and the team
will always have a special place in my heart but I just need something more.
The opportunity is literally knocking on my door. This is giving me a
change to strive further in my career." Neymar ranted. "We can move to
Paris. All of us. Together."

My heart felt like it stopped for a second.

Move to Paris?

Is this what would happen?

I didn't even dare to look up. I looked blankly at my food and didn't say
anything.

"Honestly." Neymar Sr started. "If this is what you want filho, then I say go
for it. We're here to support you. I'm happy if you are."

"Thank you pai." Neymar sighed.

Nadine and Rafaella also said something but I was too busy processing the
last ten minutes in to listen to what they said.

"Camila. What do you think?" I felt Neymar touch my arm.

I flinched but looked at him and his family.

"Do what you want Ney. If you think it's what's best for you then I'm one
hundred percent here for you." I said emotionless. I saw his lips curl into a
huge smile and his eyes lit up. "But I'm not moving to Paris with you."

It sounded a lot colder then I meant it to be and by the look on Neymar's

face now, I could tell he was disappointed.

His parents and sister looked a bit shocked too and I know I hadn't thought
this through but I didn't want to move to Paris.

"Thank you for the dinner Neymar and it was so lovely meeting you all but
I think I should head home now. My bestfriend will be home soon and I
want to see her." I smiled at his parents and sister before getting up and
picking up my keys and phone, before leaving the room.

"Cam, wait." I heard Neymar come after me.

I felt his hand grab onto my wrist, pulling me back, so I faced him.

"Why won't you move with me? We could start something together!"

"Neymar I don't want to talk about this right now. I want to go home." I
shook my hand out of his grip and walked out the front door.

"Goodnight." I looked at him before walking to my car and driving off.

I couldn't wait to just get home and vent to Lauren.

---

"He what?!" Lauren shrieked.

"Yeah, I know." I laughed coldly.

I was sat in my pyjamas on my bed and Lauren was sat opposite me.
"I can't believe this! I didn't think he would actually move!" Lauren was
startled. She was just as surprised as I was.

"Whatever. If he want that then he can go." I said as if I wasn't bothered.

"Oh bonita. I know how hard this is for you." My best friend came and sat
beside me. She pulled me into a hug and I hugged her back.

Before I knew it, I felt tears streaming down my face and I just wouldn't
stop crying.

"I don't want him to leave me." I sobbed.

I had never felt my heart ache so much in a long time. The last time I felt
like this was when I confronted Liam for basically cheating on me.

It was just a bit disappointing that Neymar and I had started to get so much
closer and I was willing to be in a relationship with him, yet everything
would change in a split second because he was moving.

I don't know how any of the team players would react to this because
they've known him for longer.

I still had to think about whether I wanted to move too.

I couldn't leave Lauren.... but Neymar.

"What you thinking about?" Lauren asked.

"What to do. I don't want to leave you but I want to be with Neymar." I
said.

"Camila. Are you stupid?" Lauren sat up. I faced her and suddenly got a bit
worried because I didn't know how she felt about me leaving her. "Go with
him! You're so dumb if you can't see this. He invited you round with his
family just so he could tell you that he was moving and he wanted to be
with you. He could've called Davi's mum if he wanted to but he didn't.
Don't worry about me! Go with him."
I bit my lip and looked down.

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I was waiting for Neymar in Starbucks. I asked to meet him. To talk. He

wanted to know if I was going to move and I was going to give him my
answer.

The whole team knew about his decision. I think the whole world knew. To
say they were upset was an understatement. Just as I expected, they were
shattered.

I think there was a only a few more days until his press conference in Paris.

After around five minutes of me waiting in the coffee shop, I saw Neymar
walk in. He was wearing a grey hoodie with black jeans. The same as me.

"Hey." He smiled. I could tell he was nervous and I don't blame him.

"Hey." I smiled back.

He sat down opposite me and looked blankly at me.

"How's your family?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"Good. They're back in Brazil but will be moving with me in a few days."
He said. I smiled at him. "What about you?"

I looked at him and furrowed my brows, "what do you mean?"

He sighed, "are you moving with me too? Isn't that why you called me? To
talk about that."

"Oh. Yeah." I chuckled lightly. "Neymar I really like you. Actually scrap
that, I'm basically falling in love with you."
I saw his face light up as I said that. To be honest, I was shocked that I
suddenly said that.

"I'm going to support you with every step you take. I'm happy that you want
to move clubs in order for you to do better, I want to see you grow!" I
continued. He had a small smile on his face and he was feeling happy, I
could see it in his eyes.

I took a deep breath, "but I'm staying in Barcelona. I'm not moving to
Paris." I looked into his eyes, searching for a response but all I could see
was how hurt he looked. That smile had gone. I could see tears forming in
his eyes and I felt so guilty.

"I'm sorry. I really am but I can't. I want to stay with my best friend. I want
to stay with Lauren. I moved to Spain with her because we both knew the
language and we wanted to move together. I don't care if she goes off with
Alex all the time. If I move to France, I'll feel lonely. I don't the language
and I'll have no one." I explained.

"My sister. You could attempt to learn French and start a new life there.
With me." He finally spoke.

"I can't. It's not as easy as you think. Maybe you'll be happier without me
there. You'll find someone else, I'm sure of it." I held onto his hand across
the table.

"You don't get it. I don't want anyone else. I want you." His voice was
broken. You could hear the pain in his voice.

"Neymar. Please. Don't make me feel bad. I already feel guilty enough." I
whispered.

"If you don't want to move then I understand. I won't force you." He smiled
but it wasn't a real smile. He got up from his seat but I didn't move an inch.

"I'll probably see you in a few days but Camila..." He started. I looked into
his eyes. "I love you." He said.
My heart literally wouldn't stop hurting. Neymar didn't even let me say
anything, he just walked out of Starbucks. That was it.

I was going to make sure I saw him before he left.

---

Neymar was leaving today. The whole team came to the airport, along with
Lauren, the WAGs and of course, me.

I didn't want this to be goodbye but it had to be.

Leo and Luis cried a lot. The iconic trio was now... over I guess. There was
no MSN anymore.

"Take care Neymar. I'm going to miss you so much." Gerard said as he gave
him the tightest hug. I looked away because I didn't want to see everyone
upset.

Most of the team has posted video, pictures and just cute posts of them and
Neymar. I would be lying if I said I didn't cry.

I hadn't posted a photo of Neymar and I. Yet.

He went to everyone and gave them a hug, including Lauren.

Last but not least, it was me.

He stopped in front of me and breathed out a deep breath.

"I guess this is goodbye." I said half assertively.

He shook his head, "we'll meet again. I'm sure of it."

I knew we wouldn't but I didn't want to ruin the moment.

I was aware everyone was watching us but I didn't care.

"I love you Camila." His eyes started getting teary but he didn't let the tears
fall.

"I love you too." I whispered.

All of a sudden, I felt his arms wrap around my neck and I instantly put my
arms around his waist. We stayed there for a while before letting go. He
looked into my eyes and smiled weakly.

I couldn't help myself so I placed my lips softly onto his. The kiss was so
soft and sweet. It was one of the best because it was a goodbye kiss and it
had so much emotion in it. But I didn't want this to be goodbye.

Once we pulled apart I looked at him once more before we got interrupted.

"Neymar, the pilot is requesting for you to board now." Leo said.

Neymar nodded his head and looked towards his suitcase.

"Until we meet again." He said to everyone. This time, the tears actually
rolled down his cheek as he said that. He dragged his suitcase behind him
and walked towards a group of men in dark suits.

The group of us all huddled together, watching him walk away.

For the final time, he turned around and although he looked at everyone, I
felt like he looked only at me. Selfish, I know.

It was at this moment when I didn't realise I had been crying until Lauren
came and wiped my tears.

"Don't worry baby. You'll see him soon." She hugged me.

Was I going to though?

I enjoyed being with Neymar for that time period. I really did. He helped
me when I first moved and took me to places like Salou, the Portadventura
Waterpark and he introduced me to Shakira and Antonella and the whole
Barca team.
I wouldn't be as happy as I am if it wasn't for Neymar so now it was my
turn to make him happy.

He was happy to be playing for PSG so I was happy for him.

I really thought that something would happen between the two of us but
maybe... maybe it wasn't meant to be.

I love him with all my heart but I think it's best to move on. He's opening a
new chapter in his life, I guess I should do the same.

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