Bartra's Sister and Neymar's Lover. (Marc Bartra/Neymar Jr)

Chapter Twelve

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*SKIPPED A MONTH AHEAD IN THE LAST PART SO YA LMAO.

Marc's POV-

I woke up the next morning feeling good. I had nothing to hide and it was game day! I got up and took a quick shower. It was 9 and the game starts at 11. Once I finished showering, I put on a white Nike shirt, jeans and some Nikes. I went to Gianna's room to wake her up.

"GET THE HELL UP! IT'S GAME DAY!!" I yelled as I jumped onto her bed.

"Leaveeeeeee." She said while putting a pillow over her head.

"No. You promised you were going today and you also told Antonella you were going so get up!"

"Fine whatever. Get out."

I walk out and go downstairs to the laundry room. I grabbed my uniform and warm ups that were neatly folded on top of the washing machine and stuffed them into my bag. I grabbed my shin guards, socks and cleats and put them in there too. I went to the kitchen and ate a bowl of cereal and some fruit. When I was finished I just sat in the living room waiting for Gianna to come down..

Gianna's POV-

Once Marc finally left my room after rudely waking me up, I hoped into the shower. I got out and put on a white tank top, Capri's and sandals. I straighten my hair and put it in a high pony. I was applying my makeup and putting my bag essentials into my Celine cross. While I checked my makeup and hair one last time in the mirror, Marc starts yelling from downstairs.

"If you don't hurry up I'm leaving without you!" he said.

I don't even respond and just walk down the stairs. He's on the couch, obviously on his phone.

"You're wearing that shirt? Really?"

"Yes. I'm assuming your girlfriend is going to the game so I don't want to wear the same jersey as her."

"She isn't. So put mine on."

I go and grab his jersey and put it on. He gives me a approving look and we go to the car.

"Oh! Can we go pick up Karisa!?" I ask him.

"Whatever." He says giving me a 'are you serious right now?" look and we drive to her house.

*At Camp Nou*

I'm going this way so I'll see you after the game alright? Marc says as we get out of his car.

"Alright. Good luck, Try your best, and I love you." I say and give him a big hug.

"Thank you, and I will. Love you too." He says and runs off.

"Alright Risa, let's go sit!" I say and I drag her into the stadium.

We sat down and looked around and the stadium was already packed. We were behind the benches so we had a decent view of everything.

"I missed this!" Karisa screams because of the loudness.

"It's been a while! I'm pretty glad to be back!" I reply.

"Why aren't you wearing Neymar's jersey?"

"I don't have one...and I haven't seen him so he can't give it to me."

"oh..."

"but my question is why do you have on a Mascherano jersey and where did you get it?" I ask her rather suspiciously.

"....I don't kiss and tell." She says giving me a sly smirk.

"NO YOU DIDN'T!" I say shocked .

"We didn't do it Gianna! I barley know him! ...but he took me home last night and we kind of kissed. No big deal."

I just give her a funny look and we sit there. I take out my phone and tell Karisa to pose. We take a 'selfie' and I upload it onto Instagram and Twitter with the caption: "Before the game! Finally seeing my boys on the pitch again. Wearing my favorite guy's jersey and so is Karisa. #Bartra #Mascherano)" Since the media didn't know Neymar and I were official yet I decided not to write about him. I post the picture and I put away my phone and suddenly we start to notice the cheers getting louder and we look around to see what was going on. We looked to our left and the guys were coming out of the tunnels. First came Lionel the guys followed. When Marc came on the pitch I started screaming but I was obviously drowned out by the thousands of people around me. Finally the game starts and the ball is going back and forth between Barcelona and Villarreal. At minute 15, Messi scored a beautiful goal. When he scored me and Karisa started jumping and screaming. At one point in the game, Villareal would have scored if it wasn't for Marc. He did an amazing tackle causing one of our players to get to the ball. There was 25 minutes left of the game and we were winning by one. I looked out at the picture and saw Xavi with the ball and then he passes it to Iniesta, from Iniesta it goes to Messi. Being the best player obviously makes the other defenders bombard Messi so he passes it to Neymar. Ney runs with the ball towards the net and without hesitation he kicks it. GOAL! I jump up and hug Karisa. Neymar runs around and the guys run to him. The game finally ends and we win 2-0. Karisa and I run onto the pitch and I run to Marc.

"You did great today hermano." I say and I hug him.

"Thanks G." He says and walks towards the locker rooms.

I stand there by myself because Karisa walked away with Javi, until I spot Sergi. I jump on his back and then I get off and we talk for a bit. We make our way to the tunnel by the locker rooms and I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and I see Neymar. I immediately kiss him and hug him.

"Congrats babe!" I say.

"Thank you, thank you. Couldn't have done it without my favorite girl cheering me on." He says giving me another kiss.

We start walking hand in hand towards the locker rooms and I see Karisa.

"Hey! Javi's taking me home so you can leave without me!" she says.

"Okay but wait! Take a picture of me and this looser." I tell her.

The first one was a simple hugging and smiling picture. The second one was a silly one and the third was us kissing. Karisa gives me my phone back and she runs off.

"Send those to me.." Neymar says.

"I will, now go change!" I say pushing him.

"Fine fine."

He goes into the locker rooms and I stand outside of them looking at the picture. I sent the pictures to Neymar and then I post the first one we took on Insta and Twitter and captioned it. : "My second favorite guy. Proud of you. ♥" A couple of minutes later I get a notification. "@neymarjr tagged you in a photo!" I open up Instagram and see that he posted our silly picture. The caption said: "My favorite girl. Thank you for being here tonight. @GAlyssaBartra ♥ #mygirlfriendisbetterthanyours" I liked the picture and closed out of the app.

"Well it looks like we aren't a secret to anyone anymore" I think to myself and smile.

This has been an amazing month and I'm excited to see what more is too come...

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They're so cute aw.

I'm skipping a lot bc I want them to get farther into the relationship to the point where its normal to say I love you lol. I'll probably be skipping a lot until I feel like it's at a good spot lol.

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Okay, I'm tired as hell so....

Goodnight!