Oscar and Neymar Love Story

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Julia's POV

I was brushing my dark brunette hair out.  I grabbed my hair and tied it up into a sporty ponytail leaving my left bang out.  I grabbed low dark red heels.  I don't want to wear makeup to the boys.  

I heard a knock on my door. I wanted to ignore it but the knock kept getting louder and louder. I grabbed my iPhone as I opened the door to my phone drop the floor and cracked.  

Neymar looked at the phone and went to the floor to grab it, "I - I can buy you a new one."  

I rolled my eyes, "You are some piece of work Neymar."  

He smiled, "Sorry. I didn't mean to. Shall we?"  He held out his hand as I grabbed his hand softly.  He smirked and bit his lower lip, "I won't hurt you I promise. Come on." 

We walked down the hall to the elevator.  Some of Neymar's teammates high five him as they actually cleaned up nice in suit and ties.  

Neymar was talking to this one who I thought was nice looking.  Neymar pulled him over, "Oscar this is Julia. Felipe's daughter."  

He held out his hand, "Nice to meet you Julia. I'm Oscar."  He had a smile on his face holding out his hand.  

I shook it.  Neymar smiled, "Come on! I'm hungry!!"  

-Team Dinner- 

I was sitting next to Neymar and some other guy I don't know yet.  Felipe was at the head of the table, "So I want to give a toast out to my beautiful daughter, Julia who is finally with us."  

Everyone clapped except for me.  I grabbed my glass and stood up, "Thanks Dad. I know I have been with you all for one day but it's the best so far.  I can't wait to win the World Cup with you guys and celebrate all night long."  

Neymar clapped, "I have a toast as well."  He stood up as he grabbed his beer bottle, "I would like to have a toast to Julia. I just met her and she is pretty amazing." 

Everyone slowly clapped.  Did he just toast to me?  

Neymar took a glance at me and smirked.  I rolled my eyes as our food finally came.  FINALLY I am starving.  I got spicy chicken with meatballs with garlic bread.  

Neymar glanced at my food, "That looks really good. Could I - I Could I have a taste?" 

I took my fork and placed some chicken with a meatball on it.  He took the fork and ate it off my fork.  I grabbed my napkin and wiped my fork, "I don't want Neymar germs on my fork."  

He smirked, "Sure ok."  

Our dinner was almost over.  It was kinda sad since I liked talking with Neymar a lot.  Maybe it wasn't too bad I guess.  He made me laugh a couple times, we joked around and we had a few things in common besides soccer.  

Neymar and I began to walk back to our hotel rooms.  I pressed the down button for the elevator.  He smirked, "That dinner was great."  

I smiled, "It was alright. But you were annoying all night long."  

My phone started to vibrate in my pocket, I took it out to see my dad sent me a text.  Neymar tried to glance over my back to see who it was. 

Dad: I see you and Neymar are talking :). Don't date him he has to be focused.  

Me: I won't... 

Neymar signed, "Who was texting you?"  

I signed and tried to change topics, "Are you excited for the World Cup?"  

He put his arm around my neck, "Of course I am! I have the best trainer with me."  

I smirked and nodded.  

He looked at me and put his arm around my waist, "I was talking about you. Hopefully you got that. Or maybe you are too stupid to get that."  

My jaw dropped as I slapped his arm pretty hard.  He stuck out his tongue out as the elevator dinged. I stepped inside as Neymar followed.  

Neymar grabbed my arm, "Jump on my back. I promise I won't drop you. I swear."  I rolled my eyes as I jumped on his back.  

He placed his arms under my butt to keep my body on his back.  I put my arms around his neck.  He smiled, "I promise I won't drop you. Trust me."  

The elevator dinged for our floor as Neymar carried me to his hotel room. He took his key and turned the handle.  He turned on the lamp, "Hop off."  

I jumped onto his bed and grabbed one of his pillows. I crisscrossed my legs and placed the pillow in the middle of my legs. Neymar glanced at me for a second, "What are earth on you doing to a good pillow? You could ruin it!"  

I signed sadly, "Do - Do you have ice cream?"  He folded his arms, "Give me my pillow." He snatched the pillow away from me.  

He checked the freezer for ice cream, "I have vanilla and chocolate which one can we share?"  

I smirked.  This boy doesn't know me. I don't share ice cream with anybody. I folded my arms and bit my lower lip, "I don't share Ney."  

He grabbed the vanilla, "We will share it since it's in MY room and it's MY freezer. AND it's MY ice cream."  

He handed me a large spoon.  I opened the vanilla and scooped up some vanilla onto the spoon.  He kept looking at me, "I never tried vanilla. I always liked chocolate."  I rolled my eyes, "Here."  

I gave him the perfect scoop I had.  He smiled, "Thanks."  He put a scoop of chocolate on  the spoon and looked at me, "Want to try?"  

I nodded.  He had the spoon near my face as he rubbed the ice cream all over my nose and mouth.  

I yelled, "NEYMAR JUNIOR!!"  Neymar began to laugh as he tried to lick my face. I backed off the bed and fell off. He laughed some more.  

I signed, "You are some piece of work. I will rub it off with a towel. Jerk."  

He smiled, "I am your jerk thank you."  

I grabbed a towel that he had in the bathroom and wiped off the ice cream.  Ugh chocolate.. Ugh Neymar. 

Chapter 2 xx 

Yes this will be long since I want it to be..

Hopefully you will read it all :).. 

15 days till my birthday..