The Bad Girls' Game | Neymar Jr.

Five.

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Michel Teló'- Ai se eu te pego

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Ally's POV

"Come on baby, we have a long drive in front of us", I say sweetly to Neymar, I have literally no idea what I'm actually doing but he is supposed to be my boyfriend, isn't he?

Neymar grins in my direction and his eyes light up.

"Of course meu amor, let's go"

He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him while we walk out of the restaurant.

"Perfect time to give the paparazzi a little show, don't you think?", Neymar whispers in my ear, causing me to shiver.

"What do you mean?", I ask, looking at him curiously.

I don't get what is about to happen until he starts to lean in and his lips are touching mine. A warm feeling starts to run through my body, I shiver even more, goosebumps appear on my arms.

"Neymar, is she your girlfriend?"

"What is her name?"

"How did you meet?"

"Is that Allison Smith, the background dancer for many music acts?"

Neymar pulls away, ignores all the questions and leads me to his car. I'm still in a kind of trance because of the kiss and follow him without realizing what is happening at the moment. I sit in the car and don't wake up until he slowly drives onto the street that leads to Barcelona. I peek over to Neymar. He is completely focused on the street, and looks kind of hot, sitting there and just concentrating on driving. There is a thin vein popping out on forehead and his brown beautiful eyes are widely opened.

What? Neymar and hot? That doesn't belong together in my thoughts, never!

"Why are you staring at me, linda?", he chuckles and interrupts me as if he knows what I just thought.

"I am clearly not staring at you, never in your wildest dreams!"

"Aww, how cute, she's trying to deny it!"

"I am not denying anything!"

"That's what you think"

"Asshole"

"I love you too meu amor"

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I slip my shorts and my tank top I'm wearing for sleeping on and sit down on the couch. I have already turned the TV on a little while ago, but every chanel is showing some boring show. Although I don't watch those shows I let the TV on as a kind of background 'music' while I am on the phone.

I have to admit that I was quite horrible to Neymar, telling him that I met up with Marc although I didn't even text him. I phoned Marc half an hour ago and told him about everything including my lie and he will cover me up in case Neymar wants to talk with him about it tomorrow.

I put my phone on the table and making myself more comfortable on the couch while paying more attention to the TV. The show is about a person who wants to win money and has to do ridiculous things to get it. The man, his name is Fernando, is just about to ask random people on the street for a hairbrush he needs to get into the next level when my mobile vibrates.

'One new message', it says.

I open it and notice it's from Ms Brendall.

'Well done, the kiss was perfect, next date tomorrow, you will acompany him to training and meet his son afterwards'

I sigh. That means getting up earlier than I'm used to. Sometimes I hate the fact that media is paying attention to me. I don't want to imagine how many girls are hating me at the moment for being Neymar's 'girlfriend'.

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"Hello Ally", Marc claims when he notices me getting onto the field.

Neymar pulls me into a hug at the same second and I hear cameras clicking.

The other boys greet me aswell, a few of them even hug me as if we are bestest friends but I like it how they accept and seem to like me.

I sit down at the stands and watch them train.

Without noticing at first, I look at Neymar for a long time. He looks absolutely concentrated just as in the car yesterday. He is focused on the ball, moving it with his feet from side to side, it almost seems like the ball is a baby he has to be careful with. His feet are moving fast but in a specific and magic way. I snap out of my daze because the ball suddenly flies onto the stands. I throw it back and smile at Dani who catches the ball.

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"I will drive you home", Neymar says after four hours of training.

"Thank you", I smile lightly and let myself fall onto the passenger seat.

While Neymar drives out of the parking lot I turn the radio on. Some Portugese song is on which I don't know. Neymar starts to sing along quietly and claps the rhythm with his fingers on the steer wheel. He has a pretty voice, soft and warm like a summer day.

"Sing with me", Neymar suddenly demands and flash me a happy smile.

"I can't sing, sorry pretty boy"

"You can, come on!"

"Nossa, nossa...", I shyly begin to sing and Neymar nods and smiles at me.

"Ai se eu te pego,

Ai ai se eu te pego!"

At the end we both sing pretty loud almost yelling the lyrics that people who drive by with their cars, glare at us.

"They obviously never had fun in their lives", Neymar comments and stops at my house.

"I just wanted to say the same", I wink and wave, "bye"

"Bye princesa"

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So that was my fifth chapter, I hope you like the story so far. More plot twist is coming soon, so please keep reading!

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