Midnight ➳ Rafael Alcantara

➳ Chapter 17 ➳

➳ "Where are we going?" Alessia asks, curious to know as they walked over outside the hotel. 

Rafinha turns to Alessia and smiles, "Well, now that you're free we're going to go out and make a few memories." She pulled a confused face, her eyebrows furrowed. 

Memories. Every second with him became a memory for her. Ones that she couldn't let go of. Instead, she just smiled and responded with an "Okay, if you say so Rafa." 

"Wait here please." He smiles, disappearing to go get the car. Of course she waited and watched him as he got into the car, started the engine and drove towards her, parking in front and getting out. She began to make her way to the passenger seat and was about to open the door but Rafinha quickly held the door open for her before she could. 

Once they were inside, they both strapped on their seat belts and drove off. The weather was so lush, with the scorching hot sun peircing through the car glass. Rafinha pulled down both windows and sped up, inviting the wind in to invade the air. Alessia couldn't help but laugh when she stuck her head out of the window, just once since it wasn't exactly a good idea but Rafinha didn't complain so it was cool. 

"Where are we going Rafinha? Sorry I keep asking." She says, looking at his face from the side angle since he was focused on the road.

Rafinha laughs and says, "There's a carnival around here and I know you'll love it!" 

She couldn't help but laugh, "A carnival? Okay Mr Alcantara. If you say so."

"Yes Mrs Alca-Russo sorry!" Rafinha stutters as he tries to find the correct name. 

"I-I was supposed to say-"

"Focus on the road or you'll end up killing both Mr and Mrs Alcantara!" She laughs, nudging him in the arm to be more careful and they both burst into tears. 

➳

Back at the beach, it was quiet. Strangely, very quiet since Rafinha and Alessia were gone. Leo munched away on his sandwich with Neymar as they scrolled through Instagram and were creeping on a few fans. 

"This sandwich tastes like shit." Leo mutters under his breath, whilst on his phone in the other hand.

Neymar looked up and looked around, trying to re think what he just heard. He was about to ask Leo but knew it'd be better if he just stayed mute. 

"Who's that Leo?" Neymar asks, peeping over Leo's shoulder curious to see what Leo was looking at. 

Leo smiled as he clicked on a post, "I don't know. I was creeping on the comments and it brought me to this fan's page. It's called 'idcmaryam'." 

Neymar started laughing, "Idcmaryam? Sound's like I don't care Maryam!" 

Leo turned around and slapped Neymar in the face, gently of course. "That's because it is you pickle. And be nice, look. She posted a pic of our team. And her most recent post is a picture of me!" 

Neymar smiled at Leo, he watched closely seeing Leo smile at the post as he read the caption. Getting Leo to smile was truly something else. Neymar looked closely and noticed people were commenting 'happy birthday' on her post. 

"Wait it's her birthday! Be a lad and comment-"

"What do you think I was doing? I'm direct messaging her. Oh crap, I-I don't know how to start it off? What should I say?" Leo asks, placing the phone on the table as he began to think."

Neymar watched Leo and couldn't help but slap him in the cheek, lightly again of course. Perhaps, even more lighter than Leo slapping him because he knew pretty well enough that if he hit Leo any harder, Leo would send his ass back to Brazil.