Dark Moves Of Love ~ Neymar Jr

Chapter 38

The sun was still shining brightly and I felt my stomach complain. I realized we got caught up with the presentation that we forgot to eat.

The fields were empty. The players had gone out with their families for the rest of the day. David had asked me to join him with Marinho and Sarah. I sat down on the grass digging my hands in it, feeling the smooth surface. The sun was making it really difficult for me to keep my eyes open and I laid back, closing them.

"Hey." I heard a voice. I opened my eyes and saw Neymar standing above me, the sun behind him like a halo.

"Hi." I said standing up. "How long have you been standing there?"

"You looked so peaceful, I didn't wanna bother you." He told me.

"We have to practice." I said running towards the bench to get the equipment.

"I heard you ditched the meeting for me. Everyone is always dying to be in these meetings."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, not all the coaches are invited. It's a big deal."

"Well, this is a bigger deal." I said pointing at the ball.

He chuckled. "You know Davi wouldn't stop talking about you. It drove my father crazy."

"Should that bother me?" I asked him.

"No. Not at all. What my father thinks isn't what I think."

"That's good to know." I said. "I'm sorry you had to miss out on family day." I told him. Neymar was the only player in the compound, everyone else had left to spend the day with family and friends. Even Marina and Alex had taken the bus to go to Rio, they would meet up with Bernard and the others later.

"Anything for the team." He said cryptically and I wasn't sure if he fully meant it.

"C'mon. Let's do this." I said and started setting the training cones on the grass.

We run a few circles in silence to warm up and the sun wasn't making it easier on me.

"You don't look so good." Neymar commented.

"Thank you?" I snapped. He looked at me surprised. "Sorry." I whispered.

"It's alright. Do you want to take a break? I can run the rest by myself." He said.

I nodded. I went back to the bench and sat down. Neymar continued running and each time he passed by me he raised his hand for a high five. "Alright." I said, rolling my eyes.

When he was done, he did some warm up exercises and then grabbed the ball. "I think you have to be up for that." He said.

I got up, drank some water and walked to the middle of the field as he rolled the free kick mannequins that we pretended were the bulky defenders of the opponent team.

"Alright, let's continue where we left off the other day but let's be a little more violent."

"I love it when you talk dirty."

"I mean it Neymar. They won't play fair. They will try to get you on your back." I said. He looked at me, ready to burst and I realized. "Okay, I heard that one." I said and he started laughing. "You do have a dirty mind."

We continued the rest of the practice and I assumed a defender's position. I was fouling him all the time, tackling him and shoving him. I hated doing it but we had to be prepared for anything.

"Everything hurts." Neymar said as he took my hand and I pulled him up for the hundredth time.

"I'm so, so sorry."