Déjà Vu (Neymar)

Chapter 2: Mr. Lupo

My stupid brother succeeded once again to ruin my moment with Marc. There was an awkward silence between us and I felt uncomfortable. Jordi came next to Marc and started talking with him and my bro was chatting with Piqué, so I decided to quietly move back to the end of the line.

"Back already?" Neymar frowned.

I sighed and didn't say anything.

"So team Bartra huh?" Neymar asked after a few minutes.

"You overheard?" I groaned.

He nodded with a smirk.

"My brother loves making my life as awkward as possible," I sighed.

He laughed and said, "I tease my sister all the time too, but I love her to death."

"You have a sister?" I asked.

"Yes, her name is Rafaella, but I call her Rafa," he said.

"Oh cool," I said.

"So, start again?" he asked.

"Huh, start what again?" I asked, confused.

"You and me," he said, amused.

"Uhm, alright," I said.

He reached out his hand and said, "Neymar, but you already knew that. Nice to meet you."

I shook his hand and said, "Olivia, nice to meet you too."

"Olive!" he smirked.

"No, I'm not an olive, just call me Olivia please," I sighed.

"Alright, I don't want to be on your bad side again," he chuckled, making me smile.

"Uhm, what are you doing?" I asked, surprised.

"Taking off my t-shirt," he smirked.

I stared at him, shocked. He turned his t-shirt inside out and wore it.

"There," he said.

I furrowed my eyebrows.

"You hated the print, so..." he winked.

"Oh! I'm impressed," I chuckled.

"The things I do for you," he winked.

"Olive get your fat ass here!" I heard Adrian yelling.

I took a deep breath, feeling pissed off. Neymar covered his mouth, trying to hide his big grin. I glared at him and walked to Adrian, cursing under my breath.

"What do you want now?" I growled.

"Take a picture, instead of flirting with Neymar," he grinned.

"I wasn't flirting," I rolled my eyes.

"Right, I saw you staring at his abs!" he frowned, making me blush.

"Adrian!" I groaned.

"It's alright sis, even I can't stop staring at that," he grinned.

"You are so annoying," I said, dryly and took a picture of him posing in front of a huge tree.

We continued walking. I decided to walk alone since my brother was making everything awkward. I took a few random pictures of trees, the path, and the guys walking in front of me.

"Smile guys!" I said, looking back at Marc, Jordi, and Neymar.

They posed together and I took a nice shot of them.

"Don't you want your picture taken?" Jordi asked.

"Er...no it's okay," I said.

"Come on, give me the camera, I'll take one," he offered.

I gave him the camera.

"Come here," Marc said, inviting me to stand in between Neymar and him.

I stood there awkwardly while Marc put his arm around my neck and Neymar put his arm around my waist.

"Smile!" Jordi ordered.

We smiled and I heard the camera click.

"Let me see," Marc said.

Jordi showed the picture, while I looked at Neymar.

"What?" he asked.

"What are you looking at?" I frowned.

"I was just checking if what your brother said earlier was true," he grinned and bit his lip.

I looked confused because I didn't understand what he was referring to. My brother said stupid things all the time.

"Don't worry about it, it's the perfect size," he said, trying to hold his laugh.

"What's the perfect size?" Marc suddenly asked, standing next to us.

"Uhm...her camera," he said.

"Yeah, nice camera Olive," Marc smiled.

"Thanks," I mumbled.

"Yeah, nice camera OLIVE," Neymar giggled.

"It's still Olivia for you," I glared.

Marc chuckled and patted my back, which made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Jordi gave me back my camera and I checked the photo of Marc, Neymar and me. It looked cute and for once Neymar didn't make a face but smiled sweetly.

"We look cute," Neymar said, looking over my shoulder.

"You should smile like this more," I said.

"I'll keep it in mind, Olive," he smirked.

"Stop it, Mr. Lupo," I said.

"Wait, did you just call me by the brand name of my underwear?" he frowned, with an underlying smile.

"You should pull up your pants," I grinned.

"Girl, where do your eyes wander to huh?" he laughed, covering his face like he was shy.

"Well if you show it, I can't avoid seeing it," I said.

"I'll keep that quote in mind," he winked, playfully.

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