When I Met You

Part One: C32 Match Day.

The guys were lined up with the sponsor kids waiting to go onto pitch and start the game.

I walked over to Neymar who had his back to me. I tapped him on his shoulder. He turned around and I immediately lunged at him and gave him a big hug.

"Woah-hey." He said surprised but hugged me back. "You okay?"

"Yeah." I sighed and pulled back but he pulled me right back into him.

"Nope. Now that you're here I may as well get my dose of you." He teased.

All I could say or in this case mumble was a hmm.

"Wow no retort. You sure you're okay?" He teased again.

"Hmm." I mumbled.

"Annie." He whispered in my ear and then caressed my back. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. It's nothing." I said pulling away from him. As much as I liked being in his arms the media cannot catch this.

"Annie." He looked at me sternly.

"I want you to promise me you'll have fun." I said.

"Annie. Where is this coming-"

"Neymar. Promise?" I asked.

"Okay okay. I promise." He says.

"Okay good. I'm going to go now. I'll be in the sidelines. Good luck and I know you got this." I smiled.

"Woah." He said grabbing my wrist. "I don't get a good luck kiss."

I widened my eyes. "No!"

He laughed and said, "It's okay. You won't deny tonight."

I scrunched my face.

"Don't tell me you forgot that you're going on a date with the sexiest man ever tonight." He smirked.

"I don't think I see Zac Efron anywhere here."

"Please I'm hotter. And make sure your prepared for the best night ever." He said letting go of my hand.

"You gotta score the winning goal for that." I smirked and walked away.

"Expect it Annie." He yelled.

"Hey guys! Good luck!" I smiled and high-fived the guys in line.

I got the the sidelines where I saw Ashley and the rest of our medic team ready. We all had our matching Brazil windbreakers on.

"You good?" Ashley teased.

"Really nervous. I hope they have fun and do well." I let out a breath.

"They'll do just fine. Brazil's the best, it's the opener game AND they're in their turf. I'd be surprised if they don't win." She assured.

I nodded and smiled as the boys walked on pitch with their sponsors.

The game started and we were doing just fine until that 10 minute mark came and poor Marcelo who was trying to stop the ball got it in. Into the Brazilian net resulting in a one point lead for Croatia.

The guys were quick to assure Marcelo that this was their game and it was okay.

"Oh I hope he's not discouraged." Ashley said.

I sighed. "Me too."

It was around 15 minutes give or take before half time and at this point we didn't have a goal.

A pass had come and I could see Neymar wanting to get it. As Neymar jumped his hand went out and hit the Croatian's face causing him to fall down.