||| DISCONTINUED ||| Soccer Sisters {Neymar Jr/ Chicharito}

Part Two: Chapter One- Holiday Cheer

June's POV

Neymar and I smile happily as we decorated around the grand ballroom. Davi and Poker are chasing each other around as we string tinsel through the railings. Dad and Javi are outside directing the hanging of Christmas lights. I'm in black leggings, Neymar's long sleeve home jersey, and Uggs. Summer is in the kitchen with Sergi and Vivia baking cookies. They're making all that stuff for the movie night we have planned for tonight.

"It's the most wonderful time of the year!" The TV commercials sing.

"I couldn't agree more," Neymar wraps his arms around my waist and spins me around. I squeal slightly while laughing.

"Neymar!" I laugh, and he presses a sloppy kiss on my cheek.

"Neymar are you wearing June's jersey?" Rafa jokes coming into the ballroom.

"Maybe," Neymar sniffs.

"I didn't know they made the lady jerseys big enough you, you fatty," Rafa smacks Ney's stomach.

"I AM NOT FAT!" Neymar yells offended, "Right, June?"

"Weeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllll," I look away biting my lip.

"MÃE! MÃE! Rafa and June are teaming up on me! They called me fat!" Neymar runs through the house in socks towards the downstairs rooms where Mãe and Pai are staying.

"You probably could stand to loose a bit of weight," Pai jokes winking at Rafa and I who follow more carefully.

"Why do you all hate me?"

"Ugh you're such a baby," I roll my eyes hugging him from behind.

"You hurt my feelings," Neymar pouts.

"What are we? Seven?" Rafa rolls her eyes as well.

"Do you wanna build a snow man?" Davi sings running down the stairs with Poker.

"Oh Jesus!" I throw my hands up and walk out, "I'm out! I can't!"

"Let it go! Let it go!" Summer jokes coming down.

"AHHHHHHHH!" I run up the stairs.

"Hah hah," Rafa chuckles as I head back upstairs.

I run and throw on a jacket as I'm running out the front door to where Dad and Javi are. I grin as my breath puffs in a cloud in front of me. Javier is standing with his arms folded. I run over and tackle him into an old snow bank. I hear him cussing and sputtering.

"FOUL! FOUL! REF! REF! SHE TACKLED ME OUTSIDE HER BOX! THAT'S A RED CARD!" He yells making me laugh at his goofiness.

"You better not get sick!" Dad calls from his spot a bit further down the driveway.

"We won't!" Chicha promises.

We stand up and dust the snow off of our jackets. I roll my eyes and gag when I see the Madrid logo on Javi's jacket. He looks at me funny before letting out a ragged sigh when he sees the FC Barcelona logo. We're opponents, but at the end of the day, we love each other.

"Looks nice, yeah?" Javi asks as we look at the manor.

"Indeed," I nod with a smile as we put our arms around each other. I kiss his cheek which are rosy from being out in the cold.

"I was so proud of you when I watched you play last weekend," Javier grins.

"Aw thank you! It was a good game huh?"

"Yeah. You and Hope are a force to be reckoned with. You were amazing in that penalty kick out. It was a real nail biter huh?"

"I was so nervous. I can't believe we won! A one nil win on penalties--wow!" I grin.

"It's incredible, really," Javi nods.

"What's incredible?" Dad asks.

"How amazing June was during the penalty kick out against Jamaica," Javi says.

"You played an amazing game. You and Hope both did," Dad smiles warmly at me.

"Thank you!" I smile and hug him. Even though I've heard it several times, I like hearing that I did well since Dad played football too.

"So you're going to Canada, huh?" Javi grins.

"I'm praying. I know that Hope is for sure going. She's our number one--literally. I have to compete with Ashlyn and Alyssa. Two of us are going to the World Cup, but I don't know which combination," I run my hand through my hair.

Wondering if I'm going to be representing the U.S. at the World Cup next summer has been a major source of anxiety for me. I try not to think about it too much because it gets me really wound up. I take a deep breath to try and calm myself down. I know Dad and Javi know I'm on the verge of having an anxiety attack so they come over and hug me. Javi whispers in my ear. It's soothing to hear his voice and strange accent.

"Hey hey sorry. Hey how about we go in and have some hot chocolate and cookies?" Javi kisses my forehead.

"Good idea. You also might want to change into a fresh change of clothes. You look a bit wet," Dad smiles.

I nod and take a deep breath. Javi smiles and picks me up. He cradles me against his chest and carries me inside. I lean into him as he carries me up to my room. He grins and sets me down in front of my closet. He walks in and pulls out some sweat pants and another jersey. I grin seeing my United States jersey. He turns around and I quickly change out of my wet clothes. I pull on my others and fish out my national team jacket I tug it on as well and change into my slipper boots.

"You can turn around now," I say to Javi.

He turns around smiles. He throws me over his shoulder and runs into his room while I laugh and squeal. He strips down to his boxers and changes. I squeak and cover my eyes. I hear him laughing as he changes into a jersey and sweats as well. I smile when I see him in one of my jerseys. I give him a tight hug, we walk back down stairs.

"Movie night!" Chicha exclaims excitedly.

"Much excite!" I grin.

"Indubitably," Chicha kisses my cheek as we walk towards the family room.

When we get there, everyone is waiting. I walk over and curl up next to Neymar. He pulls me close and kisses my forehead. Davi clambers into my lap and leans into me. I chuckle and kiss the blonde boy. He looks up at me and pokes my cheek. I laugh as Javi plays the movie. He and Summer are curled up together They seem to be together again but haven't labeled anything yet. Neymar kisses the top of my head. I turn my head to kiss him deeply.

"Ugh stop eating each other!" Ana teases.

I roll my eyes at Ana. Neymar's arms flex around me as we cm settle down for the movie night. It's going to be a fun holiday season.

A/ N: We're going to pretend that they get the whole month of December and the first week of January off. Okay? Okay. ⬅️ first person to comment what book I'm referencing gets a shout out in the next chapter and a follow from me of I'm not already following you.

Lastly! Maggie and I have another soccer story up! It's called Model Behaviour which revolves around our other baes: Luke Shaw and Adnan Januzaj!