MY BESTFRIEND'S STEPSISTER (A NEYMAR JR FANFIC)

CHAPTER 11 - TRUTHS AND LIES

[MESSI'S POV]

I was feeling quite generous recently and when I saw Gala, who seemed like a genuine nice girl, had a massive crush on my friend Paulo, I knew I had to do something.

Paulo had been upset for a while. His last relationship didn't work out. His ex, Vanessa, an italian influencer, was hyper jealous and didn't want Paulo to hangout with friends and things like that. They broke up several times but always ended up together again. I just hoped Paulo had totally cut her off because they were definitely not made for eachother.

"Gosh slow down a little I haven't ran since P.E. classes in highschool 2 years ago" - Said a sweaty Gala.

"I'm sorry, I'm used to running on the pitch. We gotta be quick though" - I replied to her.

"Why?"

"Okay. Do you see that red door at the end of the corridor?" - I asked Gala.

"Yeah. Nice door" - Gala answered.

"Haha no Gala, listen. I just texted Paulo to come out of the locker room. You have to go there and talk to him"

"Que? No. Bye" - she said and turned around ready to leave. I held her arm before she could leave.

"He is there! Go!" - I said to a shocked Gala.

"No... Come with me at least?" - she asked with begging eyes.

We were discussing how to approach Paulo when we turned around and saw a long haired brunette hugging Paulo tightly and kissing his lips. Vanessa...

"Oh..." - Gala said softly.

After saying that she quickly left the corridor and went to find Suarez I suppose. I stood there, trying to hide a little, because I was sure they had broken up.

"Vanessa NO!" - Paulo shouted and pushed her away. "How the hell did you enter the stadium?"

"I might have seduced the PSG security" - she said proudly, flipping her hair.

"I never want to see you again. Ever" - Paulo dryly said. "You are toxic"

"Paulo I love you"

"You have never understood the meaning of love. You don't love me, you love what I have" - Paulo said angrily, going back to the locker room and closing the door making so much noise.

Vanessa turned around with a total bitch face and saw me.

"Are you Mes-"

I left as fast as I could.

[NEYMAR'S POV]

"I think we need to talk about what's going on here. Do you feel like having late dinner at my place in a bit?" - A surprisingly calm Mbappé said to Ingrid and I.

"Sure" - I said.

"Okay guys, i'm gonna head to the shower. I'll leave you two" - he said and quickly walked away.

"Let's go somewhere quiet to talk" - I said to her and guided her to an empty room.

"You weren't planning on telling me you and Kylian share family???"

"I-I'm sorry" - Ingrid said looking down. I could tell she was sad or worried or both.

"Hey. I'm not mad" - I said lifting her chin up so she would face me. "It's just... when you said your brother played soccer I wasn't expecting him to be my bestfriend on the team"

"Expect the unexpected with me" - she said giggling slightly.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

She started to walk around and make gestures with her hands. "I just felt like you would look at me differently. I also didn't know what Kylian would think about it all, I wouldn't want my personal life to affect him in any way"

"I wanted you to like me for who I am. Not because part of my family is rich and famous" - She finally said. A tear falling down her face.

"And I do. I like who you are. I like your outside and your inside and I just want to make you happy" - I confessed, making a wide smile grow on her now redish face.

"That's why I want to ask you something"

"Okay?" - she looked at me intrigued.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend? Like officially, because we have been talking and stuff but we haven't-" - she cut me off.

"Just shut up and kiss me" - Ingrid said cupping my face with her two hands and leaning in for a kiss.

We started kissing eagerly. I was still in my sweaty jersey but she didn't seem to care.

"I'll take that as a yes" - I said in between the kisses.

Some minutes later she pulled me away. "Now go shower, you smell disgusting" - she said laughing. Her laugh was so contagious.

"Yes madame. See you after" - I quickly kissed her lips and rushed to shower.

"Fuck. I'm falling hard" - I said to myself before joining my teammates.

Kylian was not there when I arrived. He must have gotten ready pretty quickly. I only hoped he thought I was good enough for his sister.

"AMAZING GOAL NEY" - Thomas Tuchel, the coach came to congratulate me and the rest of the team.

"Thanks coach"