Only One.

Closer

 Chapter 9 ~ Closer

(Sorry, this chapter is a littlw bit shorter but it seemed like a good place to end anyway school starts in 6 days and I am going to be super duper busy so I'm sorry if updates won't be coming so quick but i;m trying to write as much as I can :)

The rest of the night consisted of answering questions about Neymar and I, getting flirted with by the other players and helping half if the drunken Brazilian team get into the limo. We reached the house and I was trying to get dunk sleepy guys off my lap. I crawled out the door gasping for fresh air.

"Boys are so gross when they are drunk." I said annoyed while straightening my dress.

"Not all guys just these ones." Oscar replied laughing while kicking Marcelo who was asleep on the floor.

"So your not mad at me anymore?" I asked while walking towards him my tone unsure and a little shaky.

"How could I?" Oscar said while laughing.

"Someones in a good mood." I replied with half of a smile lightly punching his shoulder.

He let out a single laugh. I could tell he still wasn't over me.

"So you and Neymar huh." Oscar stated biting the inside of his lip.

"It's nothing really. We didn't have much of a choice. Unless we wanted to get kicked off of the team." I chuckled.

"Kicked off the team?" he asked curiously.

"Yeah, that was coaches "threat."

"There is no possible way that you two would get kicked off of the team. One being 3/4 of everyone in that stadium will be wearing a Neymar jersey and would not be to happy to realize that their idol got kicked off, two you both are the best players on this team and coach would not just take his best players off the team plus you don't know how many questions it would raise."

"I guess I uh didn't really think of it that way." I felt stupid, how could I not think of that.

"Of course you didn't." His voice turning soft and warm.

"What?" I asked shocked that he probably just called me stupid.

"What I meant is that you're the sweetest person I know. There is no way you would consider yourself the best player on this team. I don't think you really know how talented you actually are. You have an amazing talent, and when you realize you do there will be no stopping you, everyone will know your name."

I let a minute pass by processing everything he had just said.

"Wow Oscar thank you, but I think your over exaggerating a little bit. For me to be that good I would have to be born with this "talent," I din't actually start taking soccer seriously until I was 15! You guise ahve been playing like professionals by the time you could walk!" It seemed odd, I could never just take a complement I always felt guilty when I knew I shouldn't.

He simply shook his head and laughed.

"Let's get these drunkees out before the poor driver is stuck with an alcohol smelling limo."

I walked over to the other side of the black limo.

I stuck my head in the alcohol smelling car scanning guys for Neymar. I found him in the back sleeping. A smile appeared on my face. He looked so adorable. Whoa no Ally take that back. I shook my head forgetting what I just said. I lightly tapped him on the shoulder his droopy eyes slightly opening.

"C'mon sleepy head." I told him smiling while getting out. I'm kind of amazed how he could fall asleep in this car, I was with him every second of the night and I don't remember him having a drink at all. He trudged along next to me. It was silent for a while a moment before David and Marcelo started to have an argument.