You Before Me |Neymar Jr.|

Chapter 7

Neymar's POV POV

"GO! Move your god damn butt!" Natalia screeched, standing up and waving her arms around. I couldn't help but snicker as she shouted at the TV. I decided to call her over for the Juventus vs Chelsea match. I had no idea she was a Juve supporter until she showed up to my house in Dybala's jersey. It was a stark contrast from the blue Chelsea jersey I was wearing. It was really fun to watch football with Natalia - she's always screaming at someone either the referee, the opposing player, or even a Juve player for making a stupid mistake.

"Shut up!" she hissed, plopping back down after De Ligt missed an easy goal opportunity.

"Oh come on!" I groaned as Pulisic was tackled by Giroud.

The referee paused the game allowing a Juve player to substitute. Natalia let out a girly squeal as Paulo Dybala came onto the field.

"La Joya!" she cheered.

"Really? Dybala?"

"What? He's so cute! And hell of a player," she said defensively.

"I can't believe you're a Juventus fan," I grumbled.

'I can't believe you're a Chelsea fan!" she retorted throwing her hands up again.

"Whatever, Chelsea's going to win."

"Ha, that's funny cuz Dybala's on the field now with Ronaldo," Natalia said smugly, "beat that."

And boy did they beat us. The game ended with a 2-0 win for Juventus. I would never hear the end of it from Natalia that's for sure.

"Juventus fino alla fine!" she cheered.

"So are you a hard core Juve fan or just a Dybala fan?" I asked, turning off the TV.

"Well Juventus is my favorite from Serie A but it is because Dybala is one of my favorite players."

"So who's your favorite team, actual favorite?"

"Baaaarcelonaaa!" she sang. I shook my head but smiled, remembering my old club.

"I really miss them," I sighed, leaning back on the couch.

"I miss you with them," Natalia admitted.

"I wish I could go back but I doubt it'll happen this year."

"Why did you even leave in the first place? I remember when I found out you were going to PSG I thought you were on crack or something."

"Like I was having a Britney Spears moment?" I laughed.

"Yeah, I swear. Like this close to shaving your head," she said, holding her thumb and index finger close together.

"Yeah totally. I would never do that anyway."

"Sure, sure. After the dreads, I think anything is possible," Natalia smirked.

I sent her a dirty look and smacked her with a pillow. Getting up, I stomped to the kitchen. I could hear Natalia cackling like a witch from the living room as I grabbed a bottle of Gatorade. She ran into the kitchen with her phone on selfie mode. Sliding across the floor on her socks, she bumped hips with me causing my Gatorade to slosh onto my face.

"What the heck?" I yelped, looking at Natalia.

She winked, mouthing the words to the song playing from her phone.

"They call me "hell!"
"They call me "Stacy!"
"They call me "her!"
"They call me "Jane!"

"That's not my name!"

"Are you seriously making a tik tok?" I asked incredulously.

"Uh maybe?"

"I swear I will send you back to your Airbnb."

"Wait you better not post that!"

"Haha too bad I already did!" Natalia snickered, running back to the living room.

"NO! I swear to God Natalia!"

"Na-na-na boo boo!"

"You're such a child," I groaned shaking my head.

"Says the one that can't open a Gatorade bottle without help," she retorted, raising her eyebrows at me. I narrowed my eyes at her, feeling my cheeks heat up.

"Let's not talk about that," I mumble, stuffing my face into the pillow on the couch. I could hear her laughing at me. She wasn't even trying to hide it. Meanie.

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"Oi Neymar! Who's Insta are you stalking?" Kylian asked, a little too loudly. I looked up shocked, trying to hide my phone

"OOH Neymar!" the boys cheered, all turning to look at me.

"What?"

"Oh don't joke around, I see you've started following a Natalia Rousseau," Dani said, rolling the r's in her last name.

"Yeah so?"

"Isn't it weird that you're liking all of her pictures," Julian asked. "Even from 6 months ago?"

"What?! I don't do that!" I exclaimed, staring at them.

"Mmhmmm, and who's pretty face might that be?" Dani asked, snatching my phone.

"Give it back!" I shouted, feeling my face heat up even more.

"Oh well would ya look at that," Kylian smirked. "It's Natalia Rousseau's profile."

I shot daggers at him snatching my phone back. The boys all turned to look expectantly at me. Waiting for an explanation. The room felt like it was 100 degrees. I saw my chance to get away.

"Ummm, oh, would you look at the time! I need to uh, go feed my... fridge. BYE!"