Youth (NEYMAR JR)

Trinta E Nove - Day Dream On Plane

I woke up and noticed that we both were sleeping. His head was resting on my shoulder, and my head was on his.

Are we there yet? Or do we have another two hour to go.

This was the second flight we took. We had a stop in Amsterdam, when we hurried our ass to the next plane we had to take. This flight goes straight to Barcelona, thankfully. I am getting sick of flights, but since Neymar is with, it's not that bad. Apart from the fact he's been sleeping the whole time, he's even sleeping now. I guess he might be as tired as I am.

"Forealla," He mumbled in his sleep. But I am not sure if he was asleep or not.

"Yes Neymar Junior?" I smile at his sleepy face. I got to admit he's very cute when he sleeps, and snores.

"When are we there?" He asks, half asleep.

"I don't know, you the one who's been traveling half to Barcelona all the time" I say chuckling a bit.

"Yeah that's true" He lifts his head up and smirks lazily.

"You smell good, what perfume do you use" He smirks.

"I think you are sill asleep" I roll my eyes, but I mean it was obvious he was awake by now.

"Anyways, are you looking forward to Barca" He said sitting up properly.

"Yes of course, I can't wait to see, basically everything" Talking about it makes me feel even more excited talking about it.

"Good, because I was thinking of throwing a big party were we can dance, and live like teenagers!"

"Shhh, it's first class" I mock him.

Big Party

Living like teenagers

Dancing.

Oh you have no idea what goes on in my head when those words come out of his mouth..... Why does my imagination have to be something so "never going to happen" type.

The music is blasting through the speakers, I don't know where I am. Maybe because I am drunk off my ass. This is just like how it used to be in U.S. I was crazy and I was a wild party animal, along with football. I am partying like a Brazilian bikini model. I have the body, and I know how to dance like on. Well I am Brazillian, and the dance moves came from my genetics, aka my crazy aunt. This is the rare side of me, I am never this drunk or touchy either. I am at this night club in Barca and it's crazy. The music is so loud that I can't hear those dirty things Neymar is whispering in my ears. But I heard a few words like "My bed" or "damn Forealla you're so hot", and I think I aslo heard him moan. I mean I wouldn't blame him, I was grinding on him along with the loud base of the music. His hands were everywhere on me, from me hips to my ass. And did I mention he grabbed my ass several times. I was to drunk to slap it away, but I mean come on. I was having a great time surprisingly. I moved my hands up and down his chest that was shirtless by now. We were in the club and everyone was shouting some weird shit like "kiss!" or "Twerk!". What I knew for sure was that he was enjoying, yes Neymar Junior was enjoying it. He was smirking and biting his lower lips like all the time. I went down low with the crowd singing "how low can you go?!". Fuck what has these shots been doing to me. I was swinging my hips to the sound of the beat and his hands were touching me everywhere. Fuck I was wearing some slutty short cocktail dress, and his hands were almost up to that place. "Forealla how did you learn all this" He whispered. "I don't know, it's Vodka that teaches me this shit" I chuckle as I sway my hips even more. "Damn, you are hotter than what I imagined" He whispered in my ear, than I felt his teeth bite my ear lobe. I grind against him and felt his hand squeeze my ass. I am so glad I was wearing panties. I swear this wasn't going to happen. But he and the Vodka just -

"Forealla?"

"Forealla Di Alvarez"

"Sorry, I was just um...I was just thinking about.....my....my um football practice" I lied, after he completely snapped me out of my crazy day dream.

"Okay, but you didn't answer my question" He reminds me.

"Oh yeah sorry about that" I smile apologetically. How long was I thinking about that crazy shit.

"So you are up for a party with the FC Barca squad?" He asks, and It took me a while.

A party? Only if I don't get drunk of my ass. I can't let that happen, I am underage.

OLA BABES.

Hope you liked this chapter, and please vote. I am going to have a SECOND BOOK. yes a second book, and that will be not so far away. Maybe after Christmas, but I will talk about that more in my next chapter.