What Neymar wants, Neymar gets [Neymar Jr ]

Chapter 5: Unproffesional

"You guys might want to have some time alone-" I was in the middle of speaking but Gil cut me off.

"Don't be silly, come on. We can all get to know you a bit more" he said smiling.
I looked at Neymar for approval, just in case he didn't want me to come, his face showed no emotion. He looked my way and gave me a little nod which did ease my body. I had yet to make a judgment on Neymar, I was sitting on the fence at the moment, I didn't quite know what to think of him.

"Let's go then" Neymar said and grabbed his car keys.
I went to grab my bag and followed them onto the driveway.

"You can come in my car" Gil said kindly.
"What about me?" Jo said.
"You can go in neymar's" Gil said rolling his eyes at his childish behaviour.
"But jo always goes with you" Neymar said looking at Gil with fixed eyes.

What was the big deal about where we sat, we were all going in the same direction?

"Well now he's going with you" Gil replied.

"Puta" Neymar scoffed, looking a little agitated, he got into his car and slammed the door shut, he sure didn't like when things didn't go his way.

I got into the car as did Gil. He looked at me and smiled, "sorry about that" Gil said.
"It's okay" I laughed slightly.
I could hear Neymar's engine as he revved it up, we followed behind him though he was going at great speed. "What's he playing at?" Gil said as his grip tightened on the steering wheel. "He sure loves speed" I replied. "He is either trying to show off or is very pissed about something" Gil said. A little smile slid on my face, he was very childish for his age. I went on my phone and saw I was getting many emails, I had forgotten that now my inbox was going to be overloading with events to do with Neymar, Duda had given my email out so I was able to be on top of things through the use of my phone. I read through them but most were for the week ahead. I was getting the hang of everything, it was pretty much straightforward which I loved.
Gil put some music on to which I was familiar with, I looked away as I mouthed the lyrics to myself. "Oh so you're a fan of Anitta?" He smirked catching me out. "You could say so" I laughed. "She's amazing" Gil said. "As in her or the music?" I asked. "The music of course" he laughed though it wasn't too convincing. After about 20 minutes of driving we parked closely behind Neymar's car. We got out and I followed them into a rather lavish looking restaurant. The waiters nodded their heads to one another, and in the space of seconds our table was ready, I figured they must be regular customers.

"Hello Neymar Jr, here's your menus, just give us a call when you're ready" the waiter said giving out the menus.
I looked through the many different choices in which all sounded delicious. I sat opposite Neymar- next to Gil. It was quite uncomfortable sitting opposite Neymar, I found myself making eye contact several times.

The waiter came and ordered our food, I decided to have a simple salad seeing as I wasn't really hungry, I got this weird bubbly feeling in my stomach that just wouldn't leave me alone and was making me lose my appetite.
"So I heard you come from Portugal?" Neymar asked as he slouched on the chair in front of me. "Err yeah" I hesitated by the sudden question, and I had a strong feeling there was going to be more. "Why did you move to Barcelona?" He asked.
"Wanted a change" I answered vaguely, I didn't want to say to much, the past was the past.
"Do you watch football?"
"Yeah occasionally" I answered.
"Who's your favourite player?" He said raising an eyebrow.
Was this a trick question?
"Ronaldo" I said quietly, mainly because he was the only player I knew a lot about. "Seriously?" Neymar asked sitting up on his chair.
I nodded my head, soon regretting saying his name.
"Well you best find a new favourite player" he smirked.
"Come on bro, you can't force her to like you" Jo said shaking his head.
Neymar didn't say anything but looked at me with fixed eyes. The silence grew as his eyes still remained on me making me feel even more uncomfortable.
The waiter soon came breaking the awkward silence, and boy did I want to thank him.
"Thank you" I said as he placed my plate in front of me though I meant it more because he broke the awkwardness.

I munched on my salad, and sipped on some red wine as I listened to them speak about football and people I had yet to know about. I was finished with my meal so made my gaze around the restaurant waiting for them to finish.
"Should we head out?" Gil said once everyone had cleared their plaits.
We all nodded, Neymar winked at the waiter who nodded his head to show he understood.
"Where can I pay?" I asked.
"Neymar already paid" Jo replied.
"Right, thanks I guess" I said to Neymar though he didn't reply. Neymar came behind me and brushed his hand against my ass, I felt a slight grab which took me by surprise. He walked ahead of me but then looked back with a smirk plastered on his face. I was blown away by his behaviour, did he find it funny. I decided not to say anything, as I didn't want to make a big deal. My thoughts were all over the place, I thought about the job I was offered, I couldn't of thought of a better job however I found my mind wandering about the relationship I was going to develop with Neymar, I wanted to build on that bond, though I needed him to understand that I wasn't just a girl he hired for the sake of it. I wanted to get treated professionally.

I suddenly got a text from Duda telling me I was free to go home, the hours were arranged at my own preference, I could leave whenever I knew that I had nothing more to do. Neymar looked at me with fierce eyes. "Who is it?" He asked. "Don't worry it's Duda" I sighed at his controlling behaviour.
Gil and jo walked ahead of us and were chatting by the car.
"I'm going to head home, I'll send you the details about tomorrow Neymar" I said.
"Tomorrow?" He asked
"Yeah you have a busy day after training" I replied to which he groaned.
"I'll take you home" Neymar said.
"It's fine I'll-" I was about to say though Neymar cut me off.
"I'm not asking I'm telling you that I will take you home" he said seriously.
"O-k" I stuttered not really knowing how to reply.
"Gil, I'm taking her home" Neymar said.
"Oh going already. Okay Bye then, see you tomorrow" Gil said and was about to go in for a hug but I held out my hand.
He rose his eyebrow then shook my hand. I heard Neymar snigger behind me. I also shook Jo's hand then walked back to Neymar and got into his car.
"Your address?" He asked.
"10 senzalu avenue" I replied not expecting him to know where it was.
"Ah you live there" he said to my surprise.
"You know where that is?" I asked.
"Yeah Gil and Jo have an apartment there" he replied.
"I never knew that" I said a little shocked.
"I thought they lived with you" I said.
"Well majority of the time they are at my place but they have their own place" he replied. "I like having company" he added.
"You don't like being alone?" I asked.
"I didn't say that did I?" He questioned me back though he didn't look at me and kept his piercing eyes on the road.
His mood swings were mad, you could never tell his next steps. I didn't reply and just kept my gaze on the road also.
We soon arrived not long after. "What apartment?" He asked as he drove slowly down the street passing many other blocks.
"That one" I pointed.
He parked outside it and got out as did I.
"Gil and Jo live just there" Neymar pointed to across the road.
"Just opposite?" I exclaimed.
"Well that's something I didn't know" I said still in shock though I tried to hide it.
"Anyways, thank you for dropping me off" I said.
"No problemo" he said in an accent which made me smile.
I was just about to walk into my apartment when I heard Neymar call.
"Oh yeah, Estela" He said and stopped with one leg in the car, looking over it to my direction.
"your number?" he said with a straight face.
"Well that didn't take long" I sighed at his unprofessional behaviour.
"Not like that" he replied which made me embarrassed to know that I jumped to conclusions.
"Then what do you need it for?" I asked.
"You know, if i need to let you know any plans I have on, so you can cancel any meetings or rearrange the timings, stuff like that" he replied shrugging his shoulder.
"Well there's always email but if you want my number then-" I was about to say.
"Don't flatter yourself, I know deep down you are buzzing that you'll have my number" he said with a smug look.
'How cocky?' I thought to myself.
"Sorry to disappoint you but I'm not feeling any type of way about it" I said though I soon regretted speaking to him in that manner.
"You've got one mouth don't you? You might want to watch what you say" He said looking at me with furrowed eyebrows.
"Sorry" I said quietly.
"Here's my number" I said and walked over to him holding my phone out so he could register my it.
"I'll see you tomorrow then " He said dryly as I walked back into my apartment feeling very annoyed at myself for losing my professional ability to know when to shut my mouth.

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