Sports Love (A Neymar Jr Fanfic)

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Reckless knocking pounded in my head. I groaned and moved a little. That's when I realized my head was sleeping on Neymar's chest.

"Who is it?" I called out, waiting for a response.

"Hulk.. Turns out we DO have practice today, we tried waking up Neymar at his suite. He didn't answer." Hulk answered, yea.. He didn't answer because he slept over here.

"Ok.. Thanks.."

I checked the time, it was 9:30am. I looked over to Neymar who was already awake. I glared at him, he smirked at me.

"You know you're cute when you're sleeping? Especially when you clinked to me last night."

I glared at him for a while and got up. I took out my hair tie letting my hair breathe.

"Just get out of my suite and get ready for practice." I ordered, I'm not the best person in the mornings. Neymar got up from my bed and walked towards me. He purposely bumped into me and then he wrapped his arms around my waist. I giggled.

"You're such a flirt.." I mumbled, after pushing him away.

"Only for you." Neymar winked, I rolled my eyes and walked over to the door and opened it for him. He stood out in the hallway and turned to me. "What? No hug?"

"Goodbyye Neymar," I said closing the door. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

I washed my face and took off my fake eyelashes. I put proactive on my face and washed it once again. I dried my face. I brushed my hair and walked over to my luggage. I saw what the boys wear to their practices and I knew exactly what I was going to wear.

I wore: my black and neon green nike sports bra, my black slim poly nike shorts, my neon green and yellow nike hypervenom phantoms, and my Brazil team sweater.

I zipped my Brazil team sweater halfway, I tied my hair up letting my left side bangs hang out, and then I filled my water bottle with cold water and ice. I grabbed my phone and put it in my pocket, I grabbed my key and made my way out.

I opened the door the same time as Neymar, his suite was across from mine. I smiled and closed the door behind me locking it.

I put the key in my pocket and made my way to the elevator with Neymar.

"I really hope the reporters aren't outside. I need my space." I mumbled, shaking a little. I'm like a baby chihuahua scared of the big world.

"You did fine last time," Neymar said smiling down at me. His smile is so heart warming.

"Thanks.." I mumbled, lightly smiling but hoping the elevator would ding anytime soon. I'm really just trying to dodge the feelings I have for Neymar, I just want to be friends.

Finally the elevator dinged, I have never been more glad. I quickly made my way out. Thank god, no reporters. The doorman held the door for Neymar and I.

"Obrigado," I said giving him a smile. The doorman smiled at me. I like it when people smile back at me, it makes me feel welcome.

I got into the car and put my seatbelt on. Neymar started the car, it roared as we drove off.

I stayed silent until he started a conversation.

"How much of Portuguese do you know?" Neymar asked, I laughed a little. That wasn't proper English but it's fine.

"Not a lot." I answered, I probably only know five or ten words.

"You seem like you know a lot."