Hat Trick (Neymar Jr)

Chapter Fourteen

Alli's POV

We stopped by Neymar's house so he could change. We went inside and he wanted me to follow him up to his room so I could help him pick out what to wear.

"I don't know what you should wear! Wear whatever."

"Oh okay I'll just wear what I have on," he joked.

"I won't complain."

"But does it look bad?"

"No, you look fine," I said sitting on his bed.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I promise. You look good."

"Are you sure," he said again and sat down next to me.

"Yes, Neymar, I'm sure," I said slightly annoyed.

"That's it," Neymar said pouting while crossing his arms. "We're not going."

"Seriously? What's wrong with you?"

"I don't want to go. I'll cook for us," he said and smirked.

"Okay. Although you and I both know you can't cook, I'm fine with that." I stood up and began to walk out of the room towards the stairs.

Neymar followed me and spun me around to face him and said, "and how do you know I can't cook?"

"You're fucking Neymar Jr. The whole world knows you can't cook."

"You're right. Not even noodles," he said pretending to cry.

"Oh, you'll get over it," I said trying to wriggle out of the grip he had me in.

He playfully rolled his eyes and scoffed. "You're supposed to tell me something supportive and then kiss me..duh!"

"Who needs to be able cook when you're okay at soccer and you have an incredibly hot girlfriend who is better at soccer and can cook," I said before quickly pecking him on the lips and breaking our embrace. I turned around quickly and ran down the stairs.

"That's not true! Well, I mean, some of its true. Like the park when you say you're hot and all. And I guess you're pretty good at soccer, but not as good at me," he rambled while running after me.

Eventually I was trapped. He was on one side of the island and I was on the other. I was on the side that was between the island and the counter so I couldn't go anywhere. Very quickly, he pounced onto the counter, sliding over it and feel at my feet at the ground. He grimaced in pain and I was quick to get to the ground and make sure he's okay. Dumb move, he wrapped his arms around me and flipped is around so he was on top of me.

"Say you're sorry," he said while pinning my arms down.

"No," I said promptly.

"Why not," he pouted.

"Because everything I said was true," I said jokingly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

"Okay then," he said and began tickling me. He started at my sides which was the worst. I struggled beneath him and tried to get him off of me.

"Okay, okay," I began to surrender. "I'm sorry, I was lying."

He sighed in satisfaction and got off of me. He helped me up and then we tried to decide what I should make. Eventually we settled on a very simple dish, ramen noodles.

He sat down and we talked to each other while i made the noodles. We talked about our relationship and if we wanted to keep things quiet or not. We decided not to tell the media, to attempt to keep it at the down low for a while. Of course we will tell our friends and stuff, but for now that's all.