Isabell's POV
Finally, I can see my dad after 2 years. You see, my mom and dad got divorced when I was 13 and I moved with my mom to LA and my dad moved to Miami so it's been hard to see him. And since it's summer it's a good time to stay with him. I just got off the plane and I was looking for him. But I couldn't. He couldn't of changed too much. After 5 minutes of trying to find him I gave up. Maybe he's just a little late...
I sat down in an open seat and started messing with my phone.
"Umm... Are you isa?" a voice said in front of me.
I looked up to see the most beautiful man ever. Tan skin, beautiful hazel eyes that could make you melt.
"Uhh... yeah..." I said quietly and blushed try to hide it.
"Well I'm Neymar! You're coming with me!" he said excitedly. He had a Brazilian accent...hot.
"But you're not my dad!" I laughed while being pulled by him. For some reason I wasn't scared to be having a Brazilian stranger basically kidnapping me. I felt... right.
"Yeah, I'm your brother."
I started choking on nothing, "My what?"
He stopped dragging me through airport and turned around.
"Your dad didn't tell you?"
"Tell me what?"
"That he got married like 3 months ago?"
"No! To who?"
"Umm... my mom, Nadine..."
"Oh..." I whispered sadly. I'll admit it, I was really happy for my dad but I'm angry because he didn't tell me.
"I'm sorry..." Neymar said.
"It's not your fault he didn't tell me."
"Well lets just get outta here!"
"Ok"
We walked to his car in silence.
"Soo... I have a brother now?" I asked.
"An a sister..." he replied.
"Really? how old is she?"
"18, what about you?"
"16 in a week!"
"Wow you don't look 16..."
"Uh should I take that as a compliment?" I laughed.
"Yeah. your just really beautiful." I blushed again.
"Your not to bad your self!" I smiled. Now it was his turn to blush. I'm surprised I have that effect on him...
10 minutes later we were at the house. I ran inside but only to be met by quietness. Where's my dad? Neymar walked in shortly after.
"Ermm... Where's my dad?" I asked.
"Uh he went on a business trip but he'll be back on Sunday!" He replied. "And since my mom and sister are back in Brazil getting their last things, we'll have the house to our selves until Sunday!"
"Oh alright... well where's my room?"
"Let me just give you a tour!"
I found out that my room was connected to his by a bathroom. that's ok I guess.
"So I was thinking we could get to know each other and ask questions!" I said.
"Okay!" he smiled, " I'll ask! Hwat your favorite color?"
"White."
"Me too! favorite food?"
"Lasagne!"
"Omg samesss!" he scream like a white girl. I have to admit, it was pretty funny. "Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Nope!"
"I'm single too!"
We did that for a while and found out we had a lot in common. I found out that he played professional soccer which I'm dumb so I didn't know! but I think I'm falling for him... He's just perfect in every way. But there's one problem...
He's my brother...
