Hat Trick (Neymar Jr)

Chapter Thirteen

Neymar's POV

With my arms wrapped around Alli's waist I couldn't be happier. The Gallows wasn't too scary at the beginning, but it was creepy. As the movie went on I could tell Alli was getting more scared than she already was so I pulled her closer to me. Eventually when things got at the worst, she turned around and buried her face in my chest.

"I didn't know you got so scared this easy," I said with a chuckle.

"I'm not scared!"

"Then why are you hiding your face in my chest?"

Before replying she lifted her head up to look me in the eyes. "I'm just giving you what you wanted."

I could feel myself blushing and she began to smile like she was holding back a laugh. Eventually she stopped smiling and I saw her eyes flash to my lips.

"I saw that," I told her and it was her time to blush.

With no warning, she smashed her lips onto mine. I kissed back once again enjoying her soft lips on mine. Our lips moved perfectly together, like they were made to be pressed up against each other.

Unfortunately Alli's phone began ringing and she pulled away. I laughed when she answered her phone with a sassy tone.

"What?!"

I could hear a faint voice over the phone.

"What are you doing?"

"Watching a movie."

"Alone?"

She looked at me before getting up and leaving the room but I could still hear what they were saying.

"Possibly not."

I heard a pause before she spoke again.

"I told you! Tobin, calm down," she said and laughed. Her laugh, oh my god, her laugh was so addicting. "I'm not sure. I'm not aloud to visit her until tomorrow. I'm kind of pissed."

She must have been on the phone with her friend Tobin. The girl from America who she talks about a lot, they're really good friends.

Soon enough Alli wandered back into her room and sat on her bed.

"Sorry," she said slightly embarrassed.

"No problem. Who was that?" I sat up.

"Tobin. She was asking about Alexia."

"Ah."

It was kind of silent but it wasn't awkward. The movie was still playing but she had turned it down when she answered the phone so it wasn't very loud. It was still dark in the room but I could still see how beautiful she looked.

"Neymar," she said breaking the silence sounding a bit sad.

"Hm?" I pulled her over to me and she rested her head on my shoulder and wrapped her arms around my torso.

"You know that picture you posted yesterday?"

"Yeah," I said and began to rub her back.

"A lot of the comments were really mean. They called me a slut, they said you deserve somebody prettier, and said that they're mad you 'broke up with Bruna for me'."

"Sweetheart," I said with a sigh. "They're always going go have something bad to say. I myself noticed a lot of rude comments, more than usual, but they're just jealous. I promise."

"Yeah, I guess so. I mean, I would be too," she joked.

"What are you trying to say?" I raised my eyebrows.