Oscar and Neymar Love Story

1

"Dad! I don't want to train them! They are probably disgusting!"  I folded my arms looking at my dad.  He rolled his eyes.  

"They won't be that bad. They aren't disgusting. They want to meet you. Come on!"  

I rolled my eyes, "No."  

"Yes."  

"No."  

"Yes."  

My jaw dropped to the floor as I slapped his arm, "Dad! Come on! Why should I?"  

He grabbed my arm as he pulled me out of the hotel room.  I felt my body getting goosebumps up and down my arms and legs.  I am always nervous when meeting new people. What if they don't like me.  

My dad looked at me and put his arm around my neck, "Everything will be ok."  I rolled my eyes, "What if they don't like me? They like you since you are the coach!"  

The training ground was only a few blocks down from my house. My dad and I were walking as we were almost there.  It's nearly 7am here in Brazil and I am not awake at all.  

I began to yawn and complain to my dad as I began to slap his arms.  Where are we walking?  

He looked over to me and rolled his eyes, "Stop whining, we are almost there. Just another block to walk and we will be there."  

I continued slowly to walk up the block.  There was the building with the Brazil soccer logo on the front.  My dad opened the door to see the lady at the front.  

She smiled and hugged him, "Bom Dia Felipe."  

He smiled, "Bom Dia. Come Voce esta?"  

She began to blush a little, "Muito Bem e voce?"  

He made a face and rubbed his chin, "Bem."  

He grabbed his bags as we began to walk to the locker room.  He looked back at me, "I promise they will like you."  

Neymar's POV

We were dancing to Michel Telo's ai seu te pego. I was in my black shorts, as I was shirtless. I was screaming until I heard the locker room door open.  Everyone stopped as we looked at this girl come in the locker room.  

I turned to look at Oscar as he was staring at her every move.  She was wearing a brazil jacket with black yoga pants.  Her hair was down to her butt.  She flipped her hair as she looked at me for a second then smiled.  

The coach put his arm around her shoulder, "Everyone this is my daughter, Julia.  She will be helping me train you guys for the World Cup."  

I looked back at her again. She was on her phone.  She began to talk, "Hi everyone. I'm Julia.  Hopefully we will all start well tomorrow. I talked to my father and we agreed on every training session is at 7am and you have to arrive at 6:45 to be in the locker room for a team meeting every morning."  

7am. Every morning.  The coach walked into his office as she just sat on the chair. It's my turn to talk to her.  

I shook my head and wiped my hair to look good.  Be cool Neymar.  I walked up to her and sat next to her, "Hey."  

She looked over to me and nodded, "Hello."  She looked back to her phone and she was texting someone.  

I grabbed her phone, "Who are you texting so much?"  She tried to grab it back, "Give it back! I - I don't know your name so I can't yell at you!"  

I bit my lower lip, "How could you not know who I am?"  

She rolled her eyes and faked a smile out, "Because maybe I don't care and all I care about is getting my phone back."  

I smiled lightly as I moved closer to her as I put my legs across her thighs, "Well. If you would like to know. My name is Neymar. Neymar Jr.  I know your name already."  

She rolled her eyes, "Ok Neymar is it? May I please have my phone back?"  

I shook my head, "You can't have it back. Maybe you can hang out in my room. Come on."  

-Hotel- 

Julia's POV

I was walking into the hotel with Neymar.  The press was everything. Neymar's arm were around my waist as we pulled through.  He smiled, "That wasn't that hard was it?"  

He was something else.  We were carrying our bags as we walked toward the elevator.  I pressed the button down as it was quiet for a second.  I walked into the elevator as Neymar did.  

I pressed the floor number 7.  I was room 707.  I looked over to Neymar who was on his phone.  I poked him for a second, "Neymar."  

He looked over to me, "What's up?"  

I tapped my chin, "What hotel room are you in?"  

He looked at his key, "Room 708."  

I rolled my eyes, "Ugh we are neighbors. You better not be loud."  

The elevator dinged as Neymar and I walked out.  I saw my room number right away.  Neymar was behind me as I unlocked my room.  He stomped right in, "Is this what my room looks like?"  

I nodded, "Probably. It's a suite because I'm special."  

I pushed Neymar out and locked the door.  The suite was pretty big for me.  I started to unpack my bags.  I took a breath in and looked around. I walked into the bathroom as it was a huge shower with shampoo and white hotel towels.  

I got a text from my dad.  

Dad: We have a team dinner later in the hotel restaurant.  Wear something nice :).  

Me: Ok thanks.  

What could I wear? I took out a dress I thought would look nice. It was a dark red that had a V shape in the front.  The dress in the back was like a U.  It was pretty long unlike my other dresses I had.  

I heard a knock on the door, "Hey it's Neymar open up!" 

Chapter 1 done xx 

Hopefully you like this book :).. 

Oscar will come in I promise.. -K♥