||| DISCONTINUED ||| Soccer Sisters {Neymar Jr/ Chicharito}

Part One- 22. Brazil versus Mexico

Javier's POV

"What the hell, June?" I yell as my little sister walks into my hotel room.

"I haven't the slightest idea what you mean," June responds smirking.

"You must have a very good reason for wearing Luke's jersey. Are you even attending the game today?"

"Of course I am. I'm up in the box with Ana, Lauryn, Lety, Ma and Dad," June rolls her eyes.

"Does Neymar know?"

"Of course he knows. We're sharing a hotel room," comes the response that makes me cringe. It shouldn't because June is an adult now, but it feels weird to think about her sleeping with someone.

"What does he think?"

"He laughed," June chuckles.

"He laughed?"

"Yeah. Because I refuse to take a side during this game. My brother or my boyfriend. I'd rather not. I'll just wear my best friend's jersey."

"You should be choosing your family," I growl at June.

"Neymar's basically family. Don't you know that?" June holds up her hand, and I sigh. There's that gorgeous promise ring he gave her. It's only a matter of time before they're engaged.

"I do know that, but I'm your brother. We have the same last name and the same father."

"I understand the last name, but besides that we share no blood. And either way I go, I hurt people I love. That's why I'm doing this. Por favor. Por favor understand, Javi."

"I do understand, June. Let's go to the stadium."

"Okay. Is Summer meeting you there or are you guys still on your break?"

"Summer's meeting me there. She'll be up in the box with you since we're still on our break."

"Then who's on the sideline with the WAGs?" June asks.

"You and Lety."

"Lety? As in my best friend Lety. As in your ex-girlfriend Lety?"

"Yes. Lety. As in Leticia Sahagun," Javier mumbles.

"Are you two. . .?"

"I don't know, June. Don't ask."

"Alright," June sighs, putting on her sunglasses.

"Thank you," I sigh as we walk out of my room.

"Wait! No! I don't wanna sit with the WAGs! Then it looks like I've chosen a side!" June suddenly stops dead in her tracks.

"Well! If it's just Lety with the WAGs, people are going to assume we're dating, and we're not. That's why having you there will make it less couple-y," I argue.

"No sorry. Neymar's already riding my ass about not sitting with the Brazil WAGs. I'll be up in the box. How about I make Lauryn sit with Lety?"

"Please?"

"I'll text her. So what's going on with you and Summer?"

"We're still technically together. Just on a break. I really don't know what to do. She called me during the opening game before I went to practise. She misses me," I shake my head.

"I don't know what to say. Do you love her?"

"I don't know."

"How can you not know? I know I love Neymar."

"And he loves you. I don't know. I dated Lety for almost a year before I said I loved her."

"Stop comparing Summer to Lety. Summer has never been and never will be Lety. Summer will never the same relationship Ana, Lety, and I have. They're two completely different people," June's phone rings loudly, "Lauryn says she'll sit with the WAGs."