Neymar Jr. Imagines

Barcelona

About six months ago my father got a call from his job saying he'd have to take a business trip to Barcelona, Spain so I decided to come along before I went off to college. My dad works with major futbol clubs and since I was such big fan of FC Barcelona my dad managed to get me a free vip pass to watch the game.

And that leads me to where I am now, in the parking lot of the Camp Nou stadium with my Neymar Jr jersey on. We arrived really early because my dad had a few meetings before the game.

"Can I go walking around to waste time because I'm bored", I say bored.

"Alright, (y/n) don't get into any trouble", my father says sternly.

I walked around the stadium hoping to get a quick glance at the team before they play their big game. I gazed around at the trophies and pictures on the walls. After awhile I reached into my back pocket for my phone only to find it wasn't there.

I went back into the long hall with all the awards and pictures of FC Barcelona's many players and championships. The hallway was completely empty and quiet. I looked around and then I heard a voice which startled me.

"Are you looking for something?", The voice said.

"Yeah I think I lost my phone in here somewhere....", I say while turning around to face the stranger, only to find that it was Neymar Jr.

He smiled widely when he saw that I recognized who he was.

Damn that smile I thought to myself.

"Oh....hey, weird meeting you here", I nervously say.

"I always come here before any big game to look at the trophies and remind myself to do my very best", he said while looking at a glass case which contained a giant trophy.

I begin to smile along with him after hearing these words.

"You're really dedicated to your team", I say to reassure him.

"Yeah, they are like my brothers. Anyways weren't you looking for your phone", he said remembering what I had told him earlier.

"Yeah that's if I can find it", I say sarcastically.

"I'll help you", Neymar says laughing a bit.

"Thank you", I reply.

We searched around for a couple minutes until Neymar found it.

"FOUND IT", he yelled.

"Really, oh my god thank you Neymar", I say with relief and I lean in to hug him.

He laid his head in the crook of my neck and we stayed like this for a little until I let go and he handed me my phone as I moved away from his body.

"Bye...... wait I never got your name", Neymar said.

"My name is (y/n)", I reply with a smile.

"Well in that case goodbye (y/n)", he said.

"Good luck on your game", I say before turning away from him.

"Thank you, and nice shirt", I heard him say realizing he must have read his own name at the back of my jersey.

"Well, I only wear the best", I replied confidently making Neymar chuckle.

My heart was beating fast as I walked away, not to mention I was smiling like crazy. I decided to walk back and wait outside the conference room which my father was having a meeting in.