Neymar Imaginesx

James's Girl; Neymar's Best Friend P1

(y/n)'s POV

It has been 2 years with James Rodriguez.  He is the best person in my life.  I couldn't ask for a better man.  

I was getting ready for El Clasico.  The biggest match ever in Spain.  FC Barcelona against Real Madrid. 

I am in a weird spot. My best friend plays on Barcelona while my boyfriend plays on Real Madrid.  

I have known my best friend since we were little kids.  Everyone said he was really good at soccer.  He believed in himself.  I always did.  

His name is Neymar Jr.  You probably know him.  He is one of the greatest friends in my life.  He never stopped believing in my career I have. 

I am a singer with Ariana Grande.  You probably know her like everyone does.  Big deal right?  

My name is (y/n) (l/n)..  

I am slipped on my James Madrid long sleeve jersey and was curling my hair.  I finished up as I felt arms around my waist.  

I turned to look right into James's beautiful eyes.  

His warm soft lips connected onto mine.  

He smiled, "You look beautiful."  

I smiled, "You look fine yourself."  He held my hand tightly, "I love you."  

I smiled, "I love you to.." 

-Stadium- 

We arrived at the stadium.   I was backstage waiting to see James until I felt someone tap my shoulder.  

It was Neymar! I hugged him tightly, "Hey!" 

He smiled, "(y/n)! How are you! I haven't seen you in so long!"  He looked down at my jersey, "Why are you wearing one of those?"  

I smiled, "I am good! Me either! My boyfriend plays for Madrid."  

He signed, "Boyfriend?"  

I smiled, "James Rodriguez. You know him?"  

He nodded, "I do. I thought. Never mind.. Enough about that! How about El Clasico! Who is going to win?"  

I folded my arms, "Real Madrid."  

He smirked, "That's a joke.. Who is going to win?" He began tickling my stomach by poking my sides.  

I smiled and laughed, "Mad- Barcelona! Ok Stop! Tickling me!"  

He laughed, "Good. Now take that jersey off."  

I laughed, "Never Neymar."  

I heard someone yelling down the hall.  Neymar smiled, "I have to go."  He hugged me tightly and ran down the hall. 

I saw James come out of the locker room of Madrid.  

He smiled, "Hey."  I smiled, "Hey."  He pecked my lips.  

I smiled, "Good luck love."  

He smiled, "Thank you.. I will try my best."  

He pecked my lips until his coach called for him.  He smiled, "Good luck kiss?"  

It was a long kiss now.  Our tongues connected.  He hugged me tightly and ran to the coach.  

I guess I have to go sit in my chair.  

-Game-  

It was such a good game! It was 1-0. Madrid was winning of course!! 

Cristiano scored.  Barcelona had the ball.  They passed to Neymar.  Neymar dribbled past Marcelo and Pepe.  

Neymar scored.  He starred directly at me.  He made a heart with his hands and pointed directly to me. What is he doing!? 

*He made a heart like this:)* 

James's POV

Neymar was making a heart at someone. But who?  I turned to look into the stages and saw (y/n).. Does he like her?  

When did this happen?! 

MadridistaForever25 :) hopefully you like it so far :) -K♥