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ch.29
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      A week had passed now, and pretty much everyday Neymar and I had spend it with each other. Whether that was at his house, or mine. I had went to another one of his training sessions, and that had to be the one where Neymar had told everyone that Leo had almost blew himself up.

It was quite funny that everyone was teasing him, but I kinda felt bad for him as he was practically sulking all that day.

     Now, here I was standing with Antonella in the stands, heart racing and nerves through the roof. It was the day of Neymars match. The one he had been training weeks for.

     At some points when we all thought the other team was going to score, Antonella had clung onto me whilst Thiago had put his hands over his eyes.

     No matter how intense it got, I couldn't take my eyes of the game. I loved the atmosphere and how everyone was chanting and screaming. Considering this is my first ever game i've been too, it's made a good impression on me.

Watching Neymar play, was something that I definitely needed to see way before. It was so much better seeing him play in real life then over the TV. I occasionally lost sight of him sometimes because I would get distracted by Antonella talking to me, so I lost focus.

      At one point I could tell Neymar was getting angry at how the players on the other team was trying to target him and trip him up. Neymar had almost gotten a yellow card for shoving them back, but Leo had said something to the referee which made him change his mind.

     Thank the lord for Leo.

     "What are they doing?" Antonella trailed off, nudging me with her elbow.

     I took my eyes of Thiago who was  showing me something on his t shirt. I looked onto the pitch to see Neymar, Leo and Marquinhos beginning to get surrounded by a couple of players on the other team.

      All I could see was Marquinhos shoving someone back by their shoulders which made them fall backwards.

     Uh oh. What the fuck was happening down there?

     Antonella gasped as she put her hands on the railing, leaning forward. "Look at Lionel's face, why does he look like he wants to punch someone.. For Gods sake."

     My eyes stayed focused on Neymar, hoping that he wouldn't do anything stupid. He was already riled up by being shoved throughout the game and It wasn't even half time yet.

     I saw Kylian Mbappé jog towards the scene with the referee who was blowing his whistle and shouting in portuguese at Marquinhos and holding up a yellow card.

     The game had been put on pause, as all the players from both teams started to crowd around to see what was happening.

     "mami que esta pasando?" Thiago questioned, tugging Antos shirt to be lifted up so he could see why the game had stopped and why the fans had started shouting.
[mummy, what is happening?]

     Anto picked him up, setting him on her hip. "I don't know, bebé."

     I took my eyes off Thiago and Anto just in time to see Neymar and another player literally shouting at each other. He had pushed Neymar, shoving his hands all up in his face. The referee had tried to intervene but had only ended up getting smacked in the face by Neymar accidentally as he went to go for the other player.

Oh shit. This was not good at all.

     I let out a small laugh, placing my hand over my mouth.

"No way!" Anto half laughed, half shocked. She looked at me wide eyed. "Neymar just smacked the ref in the face!"

     "That was clearly an accident." I trailed off, standing on my tip toes to see better.

     The ref had held up a yellow card, for Neymar and I frowned. Kylian and Leo went up to the ref, and my guess was that they were trying to explain that it was an accident.

     Neymar on the other hand, just ran his hands down his face, shoving his shoulder into the other player to get the last push in before he walked towards the ref.

     I could tell even from up here that he was trying to keep his cool so that he didn't get sent off.

     The fans were shouting, and chanting something and they were clearly annoyed that the game had to be stopped and the fact that Neymar had gotten a yellow card.

     "Do you think he will get sent off?" I asked Anto.

     "I don't think so." She replied. It was hard to hear her over all the shouting. "Just a yellow card."

     Well, this was going just fantastic.

     I watched as Neymar and the ref started talking. He had said something to Neymar which made him nod and start to walk of the pitch with Leo trailing behind him.

     What?

     I frowned. "They're sending him off?!"

     "But he didn't get a red, he got a yellow." She said, also confused. "And why is Leo going with him?"

I wasn't to sure if we would be aloud to go down, because it was only for the players and subs. I wanted to know what all of that was about and why it suddenly got so heated.

Both Neymar and Leo had walked off to the side to sit on the bench were the subs were.

The coach had walked up to Neymar, crouching down in front of him, saying something and patting his shoulder before he walked back saying something quickly to the referee.

The game had started again after a few minutes of talking with some players and sorting some things out. Half time was in about eight minutes, so I suppose then me and Anto could go down then.

"I'm going to go down to where they are both sat." Anto said, holding on tightly to Thiago. She grabbed my elbow. "Come on."

"Are we allowed?" I asked, trying to stay as close to her as possible as we weaved between people.

She nodded her head and she held onto my hand so I wouldn't get caught in the massive groups of people. "Yes, but it won't be for long."

     When we finally got down to where the subs were sat, the coach spotted us and immediately came rushing towards us. "Normally I wouldn't allow you to come down here, but you can have five minutes tops with them, okay?"

     Antonella smiled greatfully. "Gracias."
[thank you]

     Neymar wasn't even aware that Anto or I had came down until Leo spotted us and stood up in his seat, allowing Thiago to run into his arms.

     Anto put Thiago down and they both immediately rushed to Leo to ask what happened.

     "Ney." I spoke softly, walking towards him to stand in front of him. He picked his head up that was resting in his hands and a smile made its way onto his face.

     "Meu amor." he spoke, grabbing my hands, pulling me forward gently as he parted his legs so I could stand in them. He put his hands on my hips as he looked up at me.

     "What happened?" I asked, as i put my hands on his shoulders. I could tell he was tense, and a bit frustrated. "You only got a yellow, why have you been sent off?"

He made me sit down on the bench next to him and he sighed, leaning down to put his elbow on his knee and put his chin in his hand. "They only sent me off till the end of half time. I'm aloud back on at the second half."

     I nodded, my eyes fixed on his side profile. His brows were furrowed as he looked onto the pitch and he had a dull look on his face. I put my hands in my lap. "Why was everyone pushing eachother?"

     "Marquinhos made a scene because the other team was targeting me." He explained and I turned my head to the side to look at the pitch.

     Marquinhos was already looking at us and he gave Neymar a wave and a thumbs up. At least he was looking out for Neymar.

     Ney carried on. "Then they made up some bullshit about how they weren't targeting me, they do it all the time."

     I frowned and he pinched the bridge of his nose before turning his body towards me. "So Marquinhos pushed them and then they started pushing me so obviously I went to do it back but the ref got in the way and that's why I got a yellow."

     I laughed a little bit and Neymar smiled at me. "Couldn't possibly tell you if I hit the ref on accident or not..."

     I shook my head with a grin as I shuffled a bit closer to him.

     He put his arm around my back, pulling me so our sides were touching. He dipped his head to rest against my shoulder, moving his head a little bit to hover his lips against my neck.  His breath was fanning against my skin, which made my arms erupt in goosebumps. He mumbled into my neck. "They just told me I need to calm down before I could go back on, even though I was already calm."

     He then pulled his head back as if he didn't just have his lips hovering against my neck seconds ago. He looked at me with a smug look on his face when he realised I had a pink tint to my cheeks. "People are watching, amor."

     I knew he was right, so I didn't comment any further.

     Leo had come back over with Anto and Thiago and he grinned at us both. "Hello, Aurelia."

     I smiled at him. "Hello, Leo." And then I realised that Leo hadn't got sent off, so I was curious to know why he wasn't playing. "Why aren't you playing?"

     He sat on the bench next to us with Thiago on his lap. Leo shrugged. "I didn't want to play if Neymar wasn't. He shouldn't of been sent off, even if it was only for a couple of minutes. Wasn't fair."

     That was cute.

     The whistle blew, which meant that it was now half time and Neymar would have to leave to get ready to go back on. The scores was 1-1.

     Neymar stood up and so did I. He quickly wrapped his arms around my neck and I wrapped mine around his body. I felt him kiss my forhead and I smiled into his chest. He lowered his head to whisper in my ear. "I have something to ask you, later."

He pulled away, making sure that Anto was still here so I didn't have to walk back into the stands on my own. He didn't let me say anything else as Leo had jumped on his back and they made their way to the tunnel to get ready to get back on.

Anto grabbed my hand, and started our way back to the stands.

What did he have to ask me?

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happy new year my loves! i hope 2023
treats you all well.

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thank you for 160k i love you so much!!
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