My brothers teammate [Rafinha Alcantara Fanfiction]

A smile that can light up a thousand lives

After taking me to my seat, Sergi went down again for preparing himself for the match with the others. All the guys went on the pitch and started running for a while.

I was so focused on Rafinha, that I didn't realise that Shakira came near me. She tipped me, asking "Who are you looking at?"

After 10 seconds I realised that I was really talking to Shakira and I was just stuttering.

I was about to say "Rafa", but then I thought about it one more time and just said "My brother, Sergi Roberto. I'm so happy to see you! I love all of your songs and..."

She cutted me off :"Hey hey you don't have to talk to me like a fan, we're a big family."

I smiled and hugged her.

We talked about me being new in Barcelona for a couple of minutes and then we just looked at the pitch again.

When I looked down, I caught Rafinha looking at me while Luis Enrique talked to them about the match.

When he realised that I was looking at him too, he winked at me and smiled.

I smirked for a while and began to blush.

"Aha, it's Rafa mh?" Shakira laughed.

"Wh-what no no I-I don't even know him." I stuttered.

- "He's a good boy"

"yeah let's wait and see ..." I whispered to myself while I was still focused on him.

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15:00

The game started. Shakira and the other wives of the players  were all nervous because they really wanted their husbands to shoot a goal. I was just happy that it wasn't a derby or El Clásico, because I just don't like being with a lot of people.

We were playing so good all the time and in the 15th minute we just heard the announcer screaming "GOOOOOOOOOL DE NEYMAAAAAR"

We all jumped off our seates and were happy.

The next 30 minutes the time flied and when the referee blew the whistle I went down to the changing room.

Everyone was celebrating Neymar and even though he was all sweaty  I gave him a big hug and told him how fantastic his goal was.

Luis Enrique entered the room and talked to the boys for 10 minutes about the things they could've down better and stuff.

When they were about to go on the pitch again, I sat down on the bench and just looked around. I waited until all the boys were gone, but then I heard steps coming near the room.

I became scared, thinking that it might be a hooligan or something like that, but then,  as if god heard my prayers, Rafinha stood in front of me.

I smiled at him, "Don't you have to go on the pitch?".

"Yeah but I have 3 more minutes." he smirked.

"Well okay I'll leave you alone th.." he cutted me off.

"No,  well, mh.. To be honest I wanted to talk to you".

I looked at his big brown eyes. "well, vale (ok in Catalán), 2 minutes left."

"let's make it quick than. I want to get to know you. Answer short.Ready?"

I nodded. He took my by the wrist and went down the hallway with me, on his way to the pitch.

"Why did you come to Barcelona?"

-"I missed my brother and love the city"

"Do you like Barça?"

-"totally"

"Did you know that I was going to shoot a goal for you now?" he smiled.

-"Well now I do" I laughed

"Why are you so pretty?"

I blushed but I tried to act cool.

-"It runs in the family I guess"

Now he laughed. And god I've never seen a more beautiful laugh.

He focused still holding my hand going towards the end of the hallway.

"Are you going to give me your phone number?"

-"Sure" I smirked.

When we arrived, we just stood there, looking into each other's eyes.

"And do you want to go on a date with me tomorrow?"

I couldn't stop smiling and it felt like I was getting lost in his eyes.

" I would love to." I whispered into his ear, trying to be as flirty as I could.