feels right ↳ neymar jr

the first interaction

[AN: let's just pretend neymar plays for barcelona & also thiago won't be introduced properly until after]

NEYMAR'S POV

flashback to a year ago

today was the messiest day. training was dull and had an intense vibe. sergi roberto broke up with his girlfriend for the last time. us boys never knew what was going on between them. he never disclosed any information but we never asked.

all we knew was that he had one of the most beautiful girlfriend's ever. everyone thought she was gorgeous but no one really knew her.

now

"where's sergi, why is he late?" ernesto asked, his facial expression the same as usual. was he mad? was he happy? the world will never know.

we all shrugged but as he asked us, sergi walked in with his ex girlfriend, maya. they were just friends now and got along well.

"sorry everyone," he stated and i patted him on the back as we headed to our positions.

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after a while of training, i sprained my ankle so i went to sit down, i found my way over to the beautiful maya, who was sitting on the bench.

"you alright?" she asked, her light brown eyes glistening.

how did sergi find such a beautiful girl? or did i just think everyone was beautiful?

"yeah, just sprained my ankle," i replied, "i'm neymar by the way."

"i know," she laughed, "maya," she stated.

this was the closest any of us had been to her. she was always with sergi but to make him feel less insecure, she would never hang around with us or even talk to us. i have to admit, that was loyalty right there.

"how are you and sergi?" i changed the subject and asked out of curiosity.

she tucked her fringe behind her ear and smiled up at me. her beautiful plump lips glossy, and her perfect teeth revealed.

"we're good." she puts her arms up in defence.

"you sure?" i teased her.

"okay, just between you and me but we're trying again for the last time, and i want to make sure so bad that we work out."

i gasped.

"oh, really now?"

she looked down and blushed, "i'm working on a surprise party at his house, do you want to be my helper?" she asked, looking into my eyes.

sergi was one lucky guy, he had one faithful, beautiful and dedicated girl.

"of course, text me and we'll work on it after training," i replied, getting up as my ankle felt better and also because sergi kept looking at us every few seconds.

she stopped. "wait!"

"yeah?"

"i don't have your number."

"just- dm me on instagram," i say and look back at sergi and then walk away. 

it felt awkward. i didn't want sergi thinking anything, all i was doing was helping him and his girl get together. that was it. no feelings.

[ short first part, the second part will be much longer. ]