footballer imagines

Neymar Jr

"i have an offer"

"im listening."

"we could pretend to be together, so people know that i am unavailable, but every man here will want to be with you"

i raised my eyebrow at his offer
"we will both get what we want. come on Grace!"

hesitating for a moment, i said "fine. deal. but! you will have to escort me to every party in the following 2 weeks. we have to make it look believable"

neymar rolled his eyes but we shook on it. "i'll see you tomorrow at 7 then."

Party I:

i stepped out of my car where neymar was waiting at the palace door. "shall we?" he took my arm and we walked inside to the party. "i must say your gown is rather fetching" it was a simple pale blue gown with white lace on the sleeves.
"why thank you, i picked it out myself"

"dance?" i nodded and we went over to the dance floor.

No other man had spoken to me this evening, it was only the first night of our plan. But, people were curious. Neymar Jr and Grace Irvin dating? Everyone was staring the whole night, wondering what was going on between us two.

Party II:

"Good evening again grace." neymar stated as we walked once again into the palace. I wore a different gown, but he wore the same all-black suit as last time.

A few men asked me to dance or chat, and neymar would walk off and leave us to it. but most of the time, he was with me.

"Well, yes i do play the piano and spend most of my time with my sisters and brothers. what about you?" i spoke to a man around my age, he was polite, but a bit too loud for my liking.

i saw neymar walking off somewhere in the corner of my eye. "excuse me for a moment, sorry" the guy nodded and i paced to where he walked off.

he stood in the middle of a room, surrounded by framed paintings. i silently walked over next to him. "thats the one you did?" he stayed silent. "its different from the others you've done. this one is more optimistic. it's beautiful"

he looked at me, his green eyes glimmering in the light "thankyou" the piano played faintly in the background, the high pitched notes echo through the thin walls.

our hands inched closer as we stared intently into each other eyes. my hand slowly slipped into his, i felt an instant spark light up through my body.

multiple screams made us tear our hands away from each other, ruining the moment.

Party III:

we met in the same place as always. "the deals off. i wont be escorting you anymore." i was shocked by his words.
"what? bu-"
"this is over" he repeated.
"i thought we were friends!" i yelled, drawing attention
he moved closer to me, his face inches away from mine.
"we were never friends." he spat, and then walked off.

i ran off back home, up into my room. a few maids came running after me. "Miss Irvin? Miss! did something happen?" i locker my bedroom door

"im fine! leave me alone"

Party IV:

i stood on the stand, the lady measuring out my sizes for a dress. "im assuming that Neymar will be escorting you again." my mother said. i didnt say anything, instead just stared at the floor

"you can put that dress away rose" i sat on the edge of my bed "youre not going to the party?"

"oh yes i am. get out the white and silver dress instead, and can you do my hair with the flowers and tiara?"

"of course, you'll look perfect miss"

my mother was escorting me. "are you feeling alright grace" she asked as we walked up the steps. "exceptionally." i paused then walked forwards. everyone in the room had stopped to look at me. I had spotted neymar standing next to his mother, who was also staring at me. as a man offered to dance, i saw neymar storm off out of the palace.

once the dance had finished, i excused myself and walked out to the gardens.

"what happened to yours hands?" i asked quietly.
"boxing" neymar said.
it was quiet for a few minutes, just standing in silence

"whats wrong with you?" i suddenly said. "answer me neymar!" he whipped his head towards me, eyes wide. "i was jealous" i laughed and shook my head. he gave me a look and i immediately stopped laughing

"i cant help that ive fallen for you, grace"