Don't Let Me Go

Chapter 7

I walked onto the field with Neymar and Marc, who were talking about some joke that occured last night. I laughed at what they were saying.

We stood on the field as the dome filled with talking and laughter, Neymar left to get the ball in the changeroom. Marc walked up to me with a small smile on his face.

"You are, Bella right?" He questioned me, and ran his fingers through his hair. I smiled and nodded. Marc went in for a hug which took me by surprise.

"I'm sure you've heard my name around. But its a pleasure to meet you." I smiled, and thats when I felt someones arms wrap tightly around me. The expression on Marc's face sunk, and I bit my lip. I didn't need to be stuck in an awkward situation. Marc walked away and I heard Neymar chuckle behind me. I turned around

"What was that about?" I asked him. Neymar did not say much, but motioned me over to the guys. I left, sighing deeply.

"Okay, we need two captains." Lionel said, as his foot rested on top of the bright orange soccer ball.

Gerard, Neymar, Marc and Iniesta all raised their hands. Lionel pointed to Gerard and Marc signaling them that they're the two captains.

I bit my lip and leaned my back on Neymar's side.

"Are you tired?" Neymar whispered, as Gerard picked Iniesta first, to be on his team. I shook my head.

We both turned our attention back to the situation that's going on, and it seemed to me that the boys were fighting over who should've got first pick. I laughed.

"You guys are such little boys!" I said, and they looked at me and laughed. "Sorry Bella. Under our roof, this game should be played fairly!" Gerard said, and I placed my hands on my hip and leaned to one side.

"It seems to be pretty fair to me." He shook his head with a smile spread across his face, like peanut butter on toast. Alexis looked at me with a smile, winked then pointed to me. "I want the girl." He spoke, and all eyes went on Neymar and I. I ignored that thought and walked towards Marc.

My team decided against our positions, no one would be trading in since we didn't have enough people. But, we were all completely fine with that. Just as Neymar's teams took the other side, he walked past me and snaked his arm around my back.

"I'll go easy." He mumbled, with a huge smile on his face. I laughed and shook my head, as I poked his chest.

"I don't think so pretty boy, you might get crushed." Neymar shook his head, and he kissed my cheek before taking his position as forward. The guys agreed on having an extra midfielder on my team, so I was with Andrés for that. We looked at each other and smiled.

Marc came up to me, and my heart took a leap. 

"Do you play soccer much?" Marc asked, his facial expression looked cocky so I stood proud. "Of course I do." Marc smirked and inched closer. "Good." Marc's tone sent a wave of shivers down my spine. I fixed my hair and walked away just as he did.

Neymar's team had first ball. Lionel kicked it up to them, as they started the game. I got ready, and moved down the side. This was something I always did in a real game, my position was midfield, and when the game started I moved down the flank. That's a move I make that most people don't pay attention to.

I looked over at  Andres who had the ball. He ran up to it, and I jogged up with him as everyone else did too. Neymar sprinted up to Andres, in hopes of getting the ball. Just as Neymar got close to him, Andres gave the ball a hard kick towards me. I dribbled the ball up close to the net. Gerard made his way towards me, and put his foot out and stole the ball from me. I stopped running and laughed.