Hat Trick (Neymar Jr)

Chapter Seven

Alli's POV

It was now Friday. Yesterday was a hell of a day. I went to training for two hours and went home only to freshen up and sign with Barcelona. It's official, I am now playing for Barcelona. I have to go in tomorrow to get my jersey and all that fun stuff.

Barcelona played Villarreal today and I promised Neymar I would go. I was supposed to go with Alexia but then she got sick. After telling Neymar he asked Shakira if I could sit with her and she agreed. I kind of wish I could sit alone, then there's no chance of me embarrassing me in front of the Shakira.

"Are you ready to witness your first ever Barça game?" Shakira raised her eyebrows.

We had decided to come to Camp Nou early and hope that we could maybe get to see Neymar and Gerard.

"Yeah, but for some reason I feel nervous," I told her truthfully.

"Why? You scared you'll distract Neymar?"

"Ha-ha," I said sarcastically.

Together we walked into the large stadium. Damn, my dad must be so jealous. We walked down three long hallways after Shakira and I made it to where I'm guessing the locker room was. It was too late. They were already all out of the locker room probably warming up on the pitch. I'm not sure how, but Shakira and I started talking about Neymar.

"You guys would be so cute," Shakira started. "He likes you."

"Yeah well I like him too. But I don't want to date him and get my heart broken," I told her honestly.

Shakira nodded her head and looked around. "We should probably go talk somewhere else," she suggested. "We can go to a coffee shop down the road. The match starts in a little over an hour, we have a lot of time."

I nodded and she lead me back out to the car again. We both got in and we were at the coffee shop in no time.

"Won't people know who you are?" I asked her.

"Nope, not here. There's usually a back room we get placed in where not many people can go."

Shakira was right. The lady at the front of the shop showed us to a back room where nobody else was sitting. It was just like the rest of the building, but smaller and out of the way from everything.

"Okay so where were we?" She looked me in the eye. Why did I feel like this was going to be a serious conversation.

"I don't know. Neymar."

"Ah, yes. So you said you were...afraid to date him?"

I sighed. "Yeah. I know it sounds mean but it's true. He's dated so many girls, plenty of them are far better looking than me. I feel like none of his relationships ended well. And besides, we met like, 5 days ago."

She nodded her head like she really understood. "Well I can already tell he really likes you. Not just because of your breathtaking looks, but because of your personality."

I thought a while before replying.

"How can you tell."

"Haven't you noticed how nervous be acts around you? And when somebody speaks about you he instantly tunes into the conversation. He likes you Alli, trust me. Didn't you two already go on a date?"

"Yeah, I guess. But it was only to the movies, nothing too special."

Shakira sighed. "Enough about this topic, tell me more about yourself."

So I did. I told her everything about being the only child and how my dad was the one who got me into soccer. I told her about my old team back in Portland and about my friends back in America too. I told her about my new team and friends here and how happy I am to be on the team.