Neymar Imaginesx

Griezmann's Sister Final

Abella's POV

I could not believe how my brother did not check up on me yesterday at the party.  Fernando was all over me and the only person who checked up on me was Neymar.  I really do not even know Neymar that well and I am in his house.  

The door unlocked to a tan girl with tattoos on her neck and on her arm. Her dark brunette hair went down to her lower back.  She turned to look at me and began to talk to Neymar in a different language.  I knew she was talking about me.  

Neymar walked over to me as the tan girl followed.  

Neymar smiled, "Abella, this is my sister, Rafaella."  

Rafaella put out her hand and smiled, "I was just wondering if you were my brother's girlfriend or not.  She is prettier than Bruna Ney.."  

Neymar rolled his eyes, "Do not mention her name."  

Rafaella rolled her eyes, "Ney you still love her I know you do, why is she always on your lockscr-"

Neymar cut her off, "How about we ask about Abella?  Do you have any family members we can contact to bring you home?"  

I gulped. I haven't told him that my brother is Antoine Griezmann. I sighed and shrugged, I knew I had to lie.  I gulped, "I do not have a good connection with my family.  We are always arguing."  

Neymar sighed, "Why don't you try to fix it all?  Thats what I would do.."  

Rafaella sighed, "Listen Abella, don't listen to Ney.  Do what is best for you, if you wanna stay here for a couple weeks or months.  We are glad to have you. There is always a guest room upstairs Ney would love to make the bed for you.." 

Neymar gave a face and looked back at me, "Of course. We aren't going to leave you outside and have you sleep in the cold.  Come upstairs and I will give you a tour."  

Neymar grabbed my suitcase that was on the floor of my clothes that I wore last night.  Last night was still a blur to me.  

The guest room was pretty huge for my eyes.  There was a huge flat screen television that was showing soccer but in Portuguese.  The curtains were light blue with white flakes.  The wallpaper was a mint green while the carpet was white.  

Neymar smiled, "Well this is your room for the time being.  I know it isn't much."  

I smiled, "I love it.  It is bigger than my room back home." I gulped and thought about Antoine for a second.  

Neymar looked at me and showed a concerned face, "Well I will be downstairs if you need help unpacking."  Neymar walked out of the room.  

I continued to look around and unpack my clothes.  I decided to change out of my pajamas and into a white tank top, with denim shorts above my knees and a white bra.  I brushed my hair down to my lower back in the mirror.  

I put my hair into a messy bun and nodded.  Rafaella knocked on the door, "Is everything ok up here?"  I smiled, "Of course.  I love this guest room."  

Rafaella smiled, "Good.." 

I heard a knock on the front door.  Rafaella sighed, "Can you be a doll and get that for me, I am going to go take a shower and give a bath to Davi."  

I nodded and walked down the stairs to open the door to a tanned girl with her hair up in a high ponytail wearing a tight black dress.  Her lips were covered in dark red lipstick.  She was wearing makeup all over her face.  

She folded her arms, "What the hell are you doing in my boyfriend's house?"  

I gulped, "Neymar?"  Neymar came up behind me and put his arm over my chest, "Why are you here Bruna?"  

Bruna sighed and rolled her eyes, "Why are you with her? Are you cheating on me again?!" Her voice began to get louder.  

Neymar sighed, "I will handle this Abella, go back inside."  It was none of my business what was going on between them.  I decided to call my brother up.  Antoine didn't answer, what was he even doing?