best mistake ↳ neymar jr

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❦ {Evelyn's POV} ❦

Cris and I arrived at the stadium, he went over to his side to get changed and prepared. He told me to stay put but I quickly checked my Instagram DM so I could make a move.

neymarjr: I've left you a jersey of mine, that you can keep if you want to remember me, on the third bench.

evelynronaldo: I see it, thank u!!! where are u?

neymarjr: I'll meet you in the changing rooms.

evelynronaldo: what if that's a bad idea?

neymarjr: I'm dying to see you though!

I smiled and quickly stuffed the jersey in my bag, then rushed into the changing rooms. It was empty as pretty much all of the players were in the showers. I saw James Rodriguez walk past me and he had seen my face and that was it.

'If it isn't Evelyn at the game, what magic did Cris use to get you here?' He chuckled, hysterically with his joke.

'James, um,'

'It's Neymar isn't it?' He said, as if he just read my mind.

'What?'

He rolled his eyes, obviously not falling for my 'I'm innocent' act, 'It's obvious, I saw the Instagram comments, you're lucky Cris wasn't on his phone yesterday. You came here to see him didn't you?' 

'Yes, James, we're supposed to meet here, please don't tell him, I beg you! I don't want him to get pissed and play aggressive. I want us to win today, I do!' I began to worry.

James laughed, 'Evie, not a word,' then he wore his shirt.

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I waited impatiently, hoping Neymar would hurry up, I began to bite my nail again and found him, sneaking through the door. I giggled when I saw his head poke through, to see if anyone was there.

I paced over to him, grabbing his arm and pulling him over but instead I ended up pulling all of him so he ended up falling on me. Now his body collided against mine which meant all of his stinky sweat was on me. Ew. 

'I love the way we met,' he smiled.

so do i. I thought, but never got the words out of my mouth.

I pushed his sweaty body off of me and got up from the floor.

'So, I have finally met the handsome, Neymar! Good luck,' I said, winking at him.

He held my hand, 'You wait for that celebration!'

I looked at him for a few seconds, I had never actually seen him in person, all I ever saw was photos of him. He was absolutely stunning in person, his fluffy hair kept falling in front of his eyes so he kept pushing it back up. 

His eyes were unexplainable, there were forests of colours inside his iris. His smile was so fascinating to watch because it just lightens up everything.

'Evelyn, you are extremely beautiful, has anyone ever told you that?'

'Yes, but no one has said it in the way you did,' I blushed.

That's when we heard the sound of one of the showers turn off and I saw Cristiano walk in.

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Have I ever told you that James is a lifesaver? I pushed Neymar out of the changing rooms and Cris walked over to me, asking me who I was talking to but James, being the cool guy he is, spoke up, 'It was me, who she was talking to.'

Cris smiled and told me to wait outside and I did as I was told. 

evelynronaldo: that was close 

neymarjr: yup, I'm so happy I saw you!!

evelynronaldo: me too!!

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A couple of hours passed and I got a front row seat to watch my brother play football. The players were lining up and I watched as they all got together. My eye spotted Cristiano and then Neymar. I cheered my brother on, as I watched Neymar walk onto the pitch.

After kick off, I took videos of Neymar when no one was looking, I could see him looking over the crowds, trying to catch me which he eventually did.

I blew him a kiss and he smiled, so heavenly.

After that, it was tense, as my brother scored, I flew in the air, cheering in happiness. I was so proud of that boy but when I looked at Neymar's face, I couldn't help but feel pity.

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Half time passed and we were now into the second half. Neymar skilled up three players, he was one on one with goalie and smashed it in. I couldn't help but squeal, which was okay since no one could hear me, the crowd was way too obnoxious. 

The Real Madrid fans booed and went quiet in disappointment, I was upset too but the fact that Neymar scored made me happy. I watched him celebrate and it was different from any other celebration. Especially, the fact that he looked at me and started blowing kisses, in front of everyone. I felt a camera point in my direction and faces turn towards my way.