Dark Moves Of Love ~ Neymar Jr

Chapter 23

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When we reached the CBF museum we run out of the car and towards the entrance immediately. Neymar stopped abruptly and I almost fell on him.

He turned around towards me as he took his wallet out of his jeans. "You better get us tickets." He told me.

I nodded, seeing as his face was on a big banner just above the entrance. Having people know he is there would definitely slow us down. As I took money from him I felt extremely mad at myself for having forgotten my wallet at the compound. "I'll pay you back when we get back." I said.

He nodded, looking amused. He put his hoodie on top of his trademark cap and we made way towards the entrance of the museum.

"Two tickets please." I said.

The cashier nodded and handed me the tickets, taking the money.

"I know you!" I heard a voice and froze. If people had spotted Neymar we would never get out of there. I turned to my left and came face to face with two teenage girls. And they were talking to me.

I started to say that they had me confused with someone else when one of them cut me.

"I was at the practice yesterday! You're the one David gave a piggyback to!" One of them said accusingly.

"Are you really Neymar's girlfriend?" The other one asked loudly.

A few people turned towards us and from the corner of my eye I saw Neymar looking at me worriedly. He kept his head down and I made a face that I hoped would convey what I wanted to tell him. 'Do not show yourself.'

"You're mistaken." I said and took a few steps backwards. I saw a flash go off and realized someone took my picture. "Stop that!" I yelled. It only made things worse. Suddenly more people pulled their phones out. I retreated but bumped into someone. They had formed a circle around me, talking in Portuguese. I felt like I was suffocating. "Just let me go." I said and started pushing the people in front of me, trying to make way.

I heard Neymar yelling in Portuguese before I could see him. When he finally emerged he looked angry as he and two security guards tried to approach me. When the crowd realized he was there, they went ballistic. Suddenly no one paid attention to me and the security guards abandoned their mission to approach me and instead tried to get him away from the crowd. He had his eyes on me the entire time though. "Go inside!" He yelled at me.

I immediately obeyed and no one stood in my way, but a couple of people kept taking my photo. I got inside and a few minutes later he came in as well. He looked disheveled and he wasn't wearing his cap anymore.

"Are you alright?" He asked sprinting towards me. He put his hands on my face as if to inspect me. When he made sure I was safe and sound he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You always rescue me from situations like these." I observed, looking straight into his eyes. He opened his mouth ready to say something when a guard approached us and started talking with him.

"Let's go Livvie." Neymar turned to tell me. I followed him and the security guard as we made our way through the exhibition.

I breathed a sigh of relief when we reached what we were looking for. Neymar had guessed correctly. He quickly took a picture of the clue and to my surprise a photo of him and a guard on the guard's phone.