And suddenly we fell in love (a Neymar fanfiction)

Chapter 1 - Opening

Faith is a normal girl. She's 20 and just finished her school. The World Cup is in Brazil this year. Her father promised that they would go to every game The Netherlands and Brazil have to play. Because she really loves football and her father does too. That's all you need to know about Faith right now. Let's start the story.

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Faith:

'Faith, we have to go to the opening ceremony' my father yells. 'Yea, yea, I'm almost done' I yell back. My mom died a few years ago. When I was 17. It's only me and my dad. I finish my make-up. 'I'm ready' I say' 'Good, let's go' he says. He's excited I can see it on his face.

When we're at the football stadium where the opening ceremony will be, we walk to the door. My father gives the tickets we bought to a woman. 'Thank you, you can come in' she says. 'Thanks' my father says. I smile and then we walk inside. We're going to our seats. We have good places because we can see everything from very close. I love football because of the sport. But of course I also look to the men who play it. I mean which girl doesn't? I look at my iphone. 3 minutes and the ceremony will start.

Many people in different costumes come on the field. Everyone starts clapping and so do my father and I. Then people come on the field with flags in their hands. The flags from all the country's who participate at the World Cup. Probably all the football players will run on the field too.  And yes I was right. First the players from Brasil came on. I looked at them. As what I can see there are a few good looking guys in it. The next country is Chile not any good looking dudes. Then The Netherlands I look and see also a few. I know 3 of them. Those are Wesley Sneijder, Arjen Robben and Robin Van Persie. Where Van Persie is by far the most good looking. But they're all like married and have children or something. Plus they are too old for me. To bad. At the other country's there aren't many nice guys. Of course I know Ronaldo and Messi and stuff but also to old, married and having children. I have such weird thoughts.

The opening cermony is over. 'Faith we have to go if we want to be at the game by time' my father says. 'Oh yea I totally forgot, let's go' I say. We stand up and go outside. 'Dad, you have the tickets?' I ask to be sure. 'Yes, dear' he says. 'Good' I say while smiling. We get in the car and drive away to the stadium the first match will be. It's Brasil versus Greece. I sigh and turn the radio on. Wrecking Ball by Miley Cyrus is playing. I love it. 'Excited for the game?' my father asks. 'Of course of course. And you are too I can see it' I say while laughing. 'Yes yes I know.'

Once we are at the stadium. My father and I are dressed in yellow. Because we support Brasil. I sigh. This stadium is even bigger than the one of the opening ceremony. Brasil isn't the country we are from, but my mom is or well was from Brasil. That's why we support them too.

When we're inside we can immediatly see the football players on the field. The stadium was beautiful from the outside but inside it was even more beautiful. We look for our seats. My father really took care of our seats. We always have good places. The match starts in about half an hour. 'So dad, what do you think? Are they going to win?' 'I'm pretty sure they will. I think they will win with like eh...4-2 or something' he answers. I nodd. 'Who do you think is the best football player of Brasil?' I ask. 'Hmm...hard one. I think Neymar, he's really good' my father says while pointing towards him. 'Oh yea I see him. He looks not bad.' My father laughs. 'Typical' he says. I smile. But I wasn't even lying. His hair looks perfect. He is kinda tall. And his smile, holy shit. I keep following him with my eyes. Both of the teams go off the field. The match is about to start. Brasil has the ball first. Everyone starts clapping and screaming stuff in Portugese that I don't understand.

Brasil won the game with 3-2. Neymar scored 2 times. The Brasilian supporters are going crazy. I smile, this is amazing. After like half an hour we're out the stadium. I sigh. There are so many people who all want to go home. I walk with my father to our car. I don't expect we will be at our hotel soon because everywhere are people and cars. After an hour we're finally on our way home. 'So what did you think?' 'It was amazing. The World Cup is amazing. Everything, I'm impressed' I say. 'It's so big.' My father agrees.

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So that was the first chapter. I know that it's a bit boring but I promise it will be better soon. Please vote and comment about what you think. If you have things that can be better. Comment about that too!  Don't forget to vote and keep reading. Love y'all♡