Youth (NEYMAR JR)

Dez - I Bet.....

How stupid was I to not know that the match is FC Barcelona against Santos FC, and that Neymar was of course playing for Barcelona, not Santos anymore. But that doesn't mean I am going to cheer for Barca. Hell, I am never cheering for that team, Santos is my ultimate favorite team. 

I really want them to win, but I have a feeling inside me that Barcelona is going to win. I don't know what makes me feel like that. I always say Santos is winning, but it's just now that I have the feeling that they might lose. 

But I am not going to make him think that I am going to change sides and cheer for him, just like every other girls do. 

"Game on" I smirk. I watch his smirking goddess face go to confused and taken aback.

"What? I thought you were going to be cheering for my team, I mean come on, Sasha is doing it" He says sounding slightly disappointed. 

Oh so he thinks I am Sasha. 

"Yeah but I am not Sasha" I smirk again. He's getting annoyed, but I can see the smile he is hiding. 

"Well......game on" He smirks, I give him that "game on" look. 

"How are you going to get to Estádio Urbano Caldeira?" He asks. Yeah, how am I going to get to the stadium. 

"I'll get a buss or something to there" I am sure there is a buss or something, there's no need for anyone to drive me. 

"Forget it, I'll drive you" He says instantly. 

"No no, Neymar you probably need to get there before anyone else, you are one of the players in case you didn't know this" I say obviously. I don't need a ride to the stadium. 

"No Forealla, I'll drive you there" 

"No, Neymar you need to get there earlier, I can't just come in the stadium early" I chuckle as if it's a joke, I hope it is. 

"No, it's fine, you can come early" 

"No, I can go alone" 

"It's dangerous and crowded" He says, he really thinks I am still that small. I mean I am of course way younger than him, but I am not a baby. 

"No, I can take care of myself, I have been to military one year, duh" 

"No, you can come with me" He says in a calmer tone. 

"What about Sasha, who is she going with?" I ask. It takes a few minutes for him to answer. 

"She'll come with us too" He says, duh, she's his girlfriend. 

"Come on, she really wants you to come with us" She does?

"Fine" I sigh. 

"Great!, I'll pick you up at...." He says waiting for me to speak. 

"Here, at this juice bar" I say, I don't want him to pick me up at home. I just don't feel comfortable. 

"Okay, then" He nods. A minute later, his phone starts ringing. He takes out his IPhone and answers the call. I take a sip from my juice, to not look like I am listening, not that I was. 

"Oi, When do I need to come back, I'll be there by five anyways" He talks though the phone. 

"Okay okay, fuck, I'll come get them David, stop making me stress, I have a game today" 

"Sure, make sure you don't forget them"

"Alright, Tchua" He ends the call, and looks back to me. 

We have been sitting here for more than an hour. I think I need to leave soon, and so does he. 

"I need to leave" Me and Neymar say in coincidence. 

"Jinx" We both say again at the same time. 

"Anyways, I need to leave" I say chuckle. We still are childish sometimes. 

"Same" He says standing up and following me out. I turn around to say something. 

"I bet Santos will win" I smile crookedly. He crosses his arms over his chest and smirks. 

"Let's have a bet than" He says and I nod, I just hope it isn't those types of bet. 

I can't wait for the bet......

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Hiiiiii, so if you were wondering, this story and the whole language is meant to be Portuguese, but since it is easier for me and others to have this in English, it is in English....so yeah, but I Neymar, Anabella and the rest are originally Brazilian. XXXX Amanda