I was in Neymar's car, trying to figure out what could possibly be going on with Trinity. I don't understand why she would seem so cold all of a sudden. It can't be because I canceled on her, because I'm going to Neymar's game, right?
Maybe she was being protective over Connor when I told her the story about Neymar and him?
"You okay Bella?" Neymar asked me, as he put his hand on my leg causing me to jump. I looked at him and nodded.
"What's going on?" He asked me, and I just shrugged. But everything just seemed to hit me like a bus. Everything about Connor and him asking about me, and even Trinity.
"It's just Connor." It wasn't a plan to tell Neymar about Connor and him asking about me, but I knew Neymar would've kept asking me about it.
"Connor? What the fuck did he do." Neymar's voice sounded stern, and ready to kill someone. It sent a dozen of chills up my spine.
"I was talking to Trinity today, and she told me Connor asked for me. And I don't know why he would!" I could feel the tears starting at the corner of my eyes. I tried to hold them back, but it just didn't work. Neymar placed his hand on my thigh, then stopped at a stop sign. He traced his thumb over my cheek so that it wiped the tears away.
"Bella you don't need to worry. I know you are in a state right now where you're almost scared of your own shadow. But I will always be here."
I smiled and looked down, as I wiped a fallen tear that landed on my leg.
Before driving again, Neymar quickly turned my face to his and planted a small kiss on my lips. I blushed and looked out the window, as the car ride sat in silence.
If I really got in depth about the last few days that happened, it really did change my life and the entire atmosphere around me.
By the time I knew it, we were already at the stadium. We both got out and made our way in, seeing it already busy. Neymar had his arm wrapped around my waist the entire time. He led me into the change rooms, and the entire team was already there.
"Hey! No ladies in the change rooms!" I laughed along with the rest of the team.
"I wasn't going to leave her out there alone, did you the amount of people out there?" Neymar said, as the team agreed. Neymar brought me beside him.
"Just turn around, they don't mind you here." I nodded and sat criss-crossed facing the wall.
"So Bella, what's going on? Pretty boy over there told me you had a game. How did that go?" Lionel said, and I laughed.
"I'm not surprised. And it went well, we won one nothing." I heard clapping, but I didn't know who it was coming from since my back was faced to them.
"Good job! Did you score?" I heard Marc's voice echoed through the change room. At the corner of my eye I seen Neymar starring at Marc. He didn't look pleased. I ignored him.
"Yeah I did." I replied. I felt a pat on my back. "Okay boys we got to go out now." Lionel said. By the way he acts, I can tell he's the one who takes care of the team. It's like he's the dad, and everyone else are his pain-in-the-butt kids. I smiled to myself as Neymar put his hand on my back and guided me out the door.
"You can sit right over there. Coach will be there." Neymar mumbled, and I nodded and pecked his cheek before he went out on the field. I took a seat beside his coach, and he greeted me with a hug.
"You must be Bella." Gerardo said. I nodded and shook his hand. He gave me a warm smile and we stood up to respect the anthems.
I looked at Neymar, and he seemed to spot me from the crowd of people. He winked at me, and I smiled and did it in return. The anthems ended after what seemed like a long time, and we all took a seat.
As the game played on, my eyes were glued to Neymar the entire time. He looked unbelievably perfect.
But my thoughts were distracted by Barcelona fans jumping up and yelling down at the ref. I looked at the field and and the ref was giving Andrés a yellow card. I stood up along with all of the other people and tried paying more attention to what was going on.
He held up the yellow card and Andrés walked off the field. Gerardo threw his hands up in the air and ran his fingers through his hair. He replaced Andrés with another player.
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Gerardo was explaining something to the guys, as half time was just about over. Neymar pulled me close to him, and I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"They're winning, only by one. I know you boys have it in you to prove to them you'll kick their asses."
Gerardo walked away, and the boys were having a drink and talking about a new plan. I looked up at Neymar and he smiled down at me.
"Score a goal for me." I whispered with a wink. He chuckled and nodded. "Of course."
Leo passed the ball up to Neymar, and the opposite teams midfield came charging after Neymar. He somehow managed to get around them, and just kicked the ball so it rolled in the net. We all jumped up screaming, as the entire team ran to Neymar and jumped on him.
The score was now 1-1, and we had to win this.
Neymar came running over to the sidelines, and came towards me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and kissed me before putting me back down again. I laughed, and shook my head.
"He's very fond of you." Gerardo yelled over the cheering of the fans. I smiled. "Then we must be very fond of each other." Gerardo nodded his head, and continued to clap.
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"Great job out there boys. Next time get that next goal." Gerardo said, half serious half joking. He walked out of the change rooms and Neymar came out of the showers, with a towel wrapped around his body. He looked like an angel.
I got interrupted by my thoughts from my phone going off. I looked at it, and it was Trinity calling. Neymar looked at me worriedly, but I ignored the thought and went out of the change rooms, and answered the call.
"Look Bella, I'm sorry for that big blowup this morning." Trinity whispered, which confused me. I let my body rest to the side and I shrugged. I didn't really want to let it bug me.
"It's alright Trin." Was all I could think of to say. What, am I supposed to give her a three minute speech?
I heard her sigh. "Good. Because I need someone to party with!" Trinity examined, which made me smile. "I hope that's not the only reason why you apologized!" She laughed.
"Of course not! You're coming to the club to me, and bring your lover! Anyways I gotta fly, I'll pick you guys up at seven." We exchanged goodbyes and the call ended. I turned around to go back to the change rooms, but I felt myself crash into someone, and almost fell onto the floor until they stopped me from doing so.
I looked up and it was Marc. He smiled. "Hey Bella." I brushed my hair out of my face and smiled back. "Hey." I replied.
"I was wondering.." He started, but could never finish his sentence. I heard someone clear their throat behind Marc, and I seen Neymar standing there, and his fists were bunched up on the side of him.
"You were wondering what?"
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You guys probably hate me for leaving you with a cliffhanger!! But I'm starting to update more, so yeah. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Not to sure when the next update will be, but probably soon because I don't think I have any up-coming plans. So, who's happy that Germany won the World Cup!? I know I am! I wanted them to win, sorry to the Argentina fans :(
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