Define Me | A Soccer Romane [ NEYMAR JR. ]

10. redefined by definition

1 YEAR, 67 DAYS LATER - PARIS - TOUR’S FINAL SHOW

“Set the lights- where the fuck is Gabriella? Maggie?” Maggie raised her head from the phone, her eyes betraying her nerves. The concert director shook her head “She has 5 minutes”

“She will be here in 2” Assured Maggie and ran down the long halls of the stadium. You could hear the screaming, the anticipation, everyone’s energy from the other side of the stadium. They were yelling Gabriella’s name, they were cheering and jumping while Maggie was trying to find her- “FUCK!” Maggie bumped on a small figure and looking up her face got calmer, her heart returning to normal “Where the hell have you been?”

“I was on the control room- “Maggie grabbed her by the hand to get her under the stage. “Messi’s here. With the kids.”

“Is that who you were looking for?” she asked, even though she already knew the answer. Gabriella didn’t respond. The tour director saw them, running to them and grabbing Gabriella from her other hand, pulling her on the right spot. She fixed her hair, untying some of her curls and examined the black dress she was wearing. It was only one of the outfits she would be changing into tonight.

“We go live in 3, do not fucking move Hamill.”

“Be honest you’re gonna miss this.” Gabriella teased, poking her on the shoulder.

The tour director didn’t say anything at first. Then she hugged her. “Thanks for not being a drunk fucking moron all the time. It was a good tour!” Gabriella laughed by the embrace, her eyes widening while she looked over at Maggie who seemed to be surprised as well. “Would have been nice if you let me do the final show in LA.” She backed away “Just have fun out there. Prove to those French guys they are getting the best fucking show of tour.”

“I will.” She smiled

The director started looking around nervously “Where the fuck is Marc-“ She pulled out her microphone, speaking on it “Marc you fucking piece of shit, get your ass on your position-“ she left, leaving Maggie and Gabriella laughing.

“And she’s back”’ Singed Gabriella.

“Never thought I’d meet someone more Nervical than me.” Said Maggie. Gabriella smiled, one of the assistants handed her the microphone, wishing her well. Maggie looked at her, making sure everything was set. “You good?”

“Sure.”

“What were you really doing up there?”

“You know exactly what I was doing.” She huffed “What if he shows up? What If he comes with his girlfriend?”

“He wouldn’t do that to you.”

“I kinda wish he would. It would make hating him easier.”

“You don’t have to hate him.”