Dalliance (j.r./n.j.) *DISCONTINUED*

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"So is there anything going on between you and Neymar?" I asked again while focusing on the road.

She sighed and grabbed my hand that was on her lap, "James, I already told you. No there's nothing going on between me and him, it's just friends. Nothing more," I saw at the corner of my eye that she looked at me and I smiled a little.

I pulled into the parking lot and got out grabbing her bag and walking into the stadium holding her hand.

"Did you enjoy the party yesterday?" She looked at me asking, while she swung our arms back and forth.

"It was nice until you started teasing me last night." I stayed rolling my eyes while she blushed, "I was drunk!" She said as an excused, "sure." I sarcastically responded chuckling.

She was walking side to side weirdly, "did I really do that?" I asked and held in my laugh.

"It's not funny, it hurts. My thighs feel soar," she rolled her eyes and lightly punched my shoulder.

I put my arm around her shoulder and kissed her, "I'm sorry amor." I paused and put my lips to her ear, "I'll make sure to not make you walk for a week." I whispered, she looked at me and her face was red.

"You're not funny." She bit her lip from smiling. I took her chin, "don't do that, you're hurting your lips." She rolled her eyes, "you're not my dad." She chuckled.

"But yet you call me 'papi' in bed," she turned more red and covered her face.

"Whatever!" Her voice was muffled when her hands were covering her face.

We walked into the tunnels and she walked into the field as I walked towards the benches.

I had to admit, I didn't know how I learned to talk like that.

When I was watching I heard footsteps coming towards me.

"James pick a number!" Toni shouted while Isco had a hard time catching up with him.

This boy.

I rolled my eyes, "10." His eyes lighted up and shouted, "you'll marry Sergio Ramos' sister!" Isco looked over and put his hand on his chin. "That's interesting," he got up and walked out still saying interesting while getting Cristiano and Cristianinho (Junior).

I shook my head and smiled to myself. I looked over and spotted a different group across from us and spotted blonde hair and a few other guys.

Messi, Luis, and of course.

Neymar

I tightened my hands and heard a voice, "uncle James!" He jumped on my back and hugged my neck.

"Nice to see you too Ninho," I chuckled and smiled.

After a few hours of Isco and Toni playing and annoying Cristiano with their paper toys, Chloe's practice finished and she went to go grab her bag then Neymar came.

They greeted each other and talked for a little until he pulled out a bouquet of flowers and handed it to her.

*Chloe's POV*

"I just wanted to buy you these to make sure you were fine from yesterday since you came home early and you didn't feel well," he nervously stuttered and handed it to me.

"Oh, you didn't have to. But thank you," I grabbed them and hugged him.

"Yeah, I texted you before practice in the morning and asked if you wanted to go to dinner, and I bought these flowers to give to you but you didn't reply." He scratched the back of his neck and smiled.

"You texted me?" I looked at my phone, "yeah it said that you read it." My mouth formed and 'O' and I stood there as he looked sad looking at me.

"Oh I'm sorry, but maybe next time. Like the day after tomorrow. I might be free," I smiled a little. He started smiling wide and his smile disappeared when he saw someone come towards me.

I felt a hand go around my waist and I saw James' face. "So what you guys talking about?" He looked jealous as if trying so hard not to hit him.

"Oh just talking about last night," he responded.

It had all gotten silent and each of us looked at each other silently.

"Well I'll be going." Neymar said and he walked off, leaving me and James alone.