PARIS | Kylian Mbappe

20 | New Places

"Savanna", I heard a voice call. I lifted my head from my phone and smiled. "Hi".

"You good?", Neymar asked sitting next to me on the bleachers. It was the following day and I was within my normal routine of going to work then sitting outside on the bleachers for the remainder of the players training.

"I'm healthy", I replied.

"What?", he laughed before shaking his head. "Anyway, I'm having a small get together at my house tonight, do you fancy it?".

"Hm, let me think. You guys with a bunch of instagram girls lounging around drinking your expensive €500 bottles of vodka whilst you all kiss and laugh and be super drunk, of course I fancy it, what better things would I do on a Tuesday night?", I said sarcastically smiling before rolling my eyes.

"Instagram girls?", he laughed.

"Don't think I don't see what you all get up to in your free time, Ney. I read a lot of news", I wiggled my finger in his face as he smiled still shaking his head. "Thanks for the offer though, but I'll pass", I said looking back down at my phone before he grabbed it out my hand.

"Kylian will be there", he noted.

I raised my eyebrow. "Good, maybe you can find him a quick fuck now he's single".

"He's not like that", he said. "I thought you was into Kylian?".

"What?", I asked. My heart suddenly started racing as I tried not to show how panicked I was. Did Neymar know I liked Kylian? Did the whole team know? Did Kylian know?

"Don't think I don't see what you get up to in your free time Sav", he mimicked me now wiggling his finger in my face before I slapped his hand away playfully trying not to smile. "Kylian is like my little brother he tells me everything".

"Well I don't know what you mean by everything and I definitely don't care now please give me back my phone and leave me alone", I said. He laughed again.

"I know about your sleepovers", he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

I scoffed looking at him. "Sleepovers? He's stayed over like twice and nothing happened".

"Not according to Kylian...", he trailed off. You have got to be joking me. I swear to god if Kylian has made up lies to add to his huge ego I will not be happy.

"What?", I seethed through my teeth feeling myself get angry by the moment.

"I'm joking chill", he laughed. Thank god. "But he did tell me your making him wait a month before you go on a date with him. That's cold, give the poor boy a chance Sav". He laughed again.

"I will go on a date with him when I want to go on a date with him", I shrugged.

"Well judging by what he tells me, he's pretty into you so...".

"Sooo...?", I carried on his sentence. "What do you want me to do? Throw myself at him?".

"I wasn't going to say that", he said. "God your a tough nut to crack".

"And what does that mean?", I frowned crossing my arms.

"It means your stubborn, almost as stubborn as Kylian, I'm trying to help you here", he chuckled.

"Do I look like I need help Ney? I'm 19 not 9, I'm pretty sure I can handle it myself", I clapped.

"So stubborn", he laughed shaking his head getting up. "Anyway, 6pm, be at my house".

"6pm? That's early? Don't you want to wait until dark to sneak girls into your house?", I questioned with a smirk on my face.

"I told you it's not that kind of gathering", he smirked back walking away.