As we got invited to the match, we decided to leave work earlier so we can make our way to Camp Nou.
'You went on a date with him?' Davi said after I finished filling in Luca about last night.
'It wasn't a date.' I said looking at Davi. 'Just going out to eat with a friend.'
'A friend that likes you.' Luca smirked.
'Exactly.' Davi added.
I glanced between the two boys, really wanting to kick them out the car.
'Davi, you can officially join mine and Kylian's group.'
'Yeah, and call it what?' I asked sarcastically. 'One, two, three?' I rolled my eyes, making them both laugh.
'That was a really good one.' Luca said chuckling.
***
As we got there a bit earlier, I decided to snap a picture of the sky, who looked absolutely gorgeous accompanied by the FCB logo.
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caroldantas Can't believe Davi dragged you there😂🙄
—> irinaa.daviess You know how much I love football matches
user6 NO WAY SHES AT CAMP NOU!!!
user8 and she's with Davi and Luca oh my god
_patriciadavies_ my eyes burn with jealousy rn🤪
user2 do you think she works there????????
—> user10 imagine the beautiful content we'll get😮💨
demie_lucaa please don't tag me, people might think I'm betraying PSG😉
user3 LUCA KILLS ME😭😭😂😂
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Neymar's POV:
I was home, resting after today's training. While I was scrolling through instagram, Irina's new post caught my eye.
Since we never unfollowed eachother, truth is, I've been stalking her page everytime I got the chance.
As I was scrolling through the comments, Bruna decided to disturb my peace.
'What are you looking at?' she asked, planting a kiss on my cheek.
Since me and Irina ended things, and some rumours came out about me cheating on her, which weren't completely false, I decided to stick to Bruna. Play along that she was the one I was meant to be with. The one that my heart beat for. The one I couldn't live without. But that wasn't the truth. Because my heart will always beat for Irina, and knowing that I'll probably never be able to get her back, I have to settle for this.
'Davi's at a football match.' I shrugged my shoulders.
'With Carolina?'
'No.' I said sternly. 'With Irina.' I stood up from the couch and took a seat at the table, dialling Davi's number.
It didn't take Davi long to pick up, the call being a FaceTime call, hoping I'll be able to catch a glimpse of her.
'Filho! Tudo bem? Onde você está?' I asked as soon as Davi appeared on my phone screen.
'Dad, hey. I'm at a football match with Irina and Luca.' he smiled.
He's talking in English so Irina can understand better. Sometimes I loved the relationship they built. I loved that Davi had someone else to help him and love him and guide him. But sometimes, I hated that he'll side with her.
'Oh yeah? Are you having fun?'
'The match didn't start yet, otherwise I wouldn't have answered.' he smiled.
And even though he wasn't Irina's son, he had so many things from her. Her sense of humour, her remarks, her sarcasm...
'Davi!' Bruna said appearing from behind me, making me roll my eyes internally. 'How are you?'
'I'm good.' he said more serious now, the smile fading from his face.
'Who are you supporting? Your pai doesn't play for them anymore.' she said chuckling.
'I'm supporting Pedri.'
Pedri Gonzalez Lopez. Undoubtedly the greatest talent currently in the Barcelona football club. A very talented kid, one of my favourite young talents. A guy that's going to end up very big.
'He's the one that gave us the invitation.' Davi smirked , knowing exactly what he's doing.
'Really? How nice of him.' Bruna added.
'Did Luca manage to charm him or something?' I laughed.
'More like Irina.' Davi smiled.
Maybe not one of my favourite young talents anymore. How the hell did he even managed to get to Irina? From what I know, she works in a cafe. Not for FC Barcelona.
Irina's POV:
'More like Irina.' Davi responded to his father.
I knew exactly what he was doing. He hated the fact that me and his dad were now playing on opposite sides. So he'll do anything to get at him.
I heard Bruna somewhere in the background chuckling, making me want to grab Davi's phone and throw it as far away as I could.
'You three enjoy the match!' Neymar said smiling.
'We will! Bye!' Davi said smiling, turning the camera slightly on me before ending the phone call.
What a sneaky kid.
'Maybe you should go on more dates with Pedri.' Davi turned to me. 'Do you think he's going to want to? After I told him Luca is your scary boyfriend?' I chuckled.
'Wait, you told him I'm her scary boyfriend?' Luca asked surprised, chuckling.
'Yes.' Davi rolled his eyes. 'But you didn't look scary one bit. You looked terrified of that cash register.' me and Luca both started laughing.
'And why would I go on other dates with him?' I asked curious.
'Because maybe I like him.' Davi smiled.
'Sometimes I get to a point where I don't think I can like you even more.' Luca said. 'But you surprise me every time.' he laughed, shaking his head.
'This is not a competition.' I said, both of them understanding exactly what I meant.
We were sat next to the players in the grand stand, once again having the best seats to enjoy the match. As the players finished their warm up, Raphinha climbed up to us.
'Hi!' he said excitedly. 'Davi! Eu não te vejo há tanto tempo! Look at you.' he said ruffling his hair.
'É bom ver você também.' he smiled.
'Irina, why didn't you tell me you guys were coming?' he said grabbing me and kissing me on my cheeks.
'It was last minute.' I smiled.
'I got to go, but you three enjoy the match.' he said disappearing into the tunnel.
***
Pedri's POV:
After we finished our warm up, we were all ready to exit the pitch and head to the changing room. In the blink of an eye, Raphinha sprints by me and jumps straight to the grand stand. My eyes followed his every move to see who he's going to. I instantly recognised the scary boyfriend and Irina, accompanied by Davi.
Raphinha knows her?
'Who's Raphinha talking to?' I heard a familiar voice, but my attention was fixated on my teammate and Irina.
They're talking. She's smiling. He leans in and pulls her in, kissing her cheeks. I wanted to go over there and drag him away from her.
'Woah, she's hot!' Gavi smirked.
'Shut up!' I said sternly.
'What's up with you?' Gavi asked me confused. 'Shit...' he stepped in front of me. 'That's her?'
I didn't say anything but by my reaction, Gavi already realised.
'That's your mystery girl?' he chuckled. 'How the hell did you manage to pull her?'
'I didn't.' I rolled my eyes.
'Clearly.' he frowned his eyebrows. 'Because Raphinha was all up in there smiling and kissing her.'
'They're friends.'
And that was the truth, right? She probably knows him because of Neymar. That's the only logical explanation.
'And she has a kid?' he asked even more confused.
'It's not hers.'
'Oh, so she randomly grabbed a kid of the streets and dragged him to the match.' he said sarcastically. 'And she's also accompanied by a guy.'
'That's her bestfriend.'
'Is that what she told you? Because to me, it looks like that's a little perfect family.'
'Shut. Up.' I said frowning my eyebrows.
'No wonder she's not into you.'
I grabbed his shoulders and positioned myself in front of him, my back turned to Irina.
'Her name is Irina.' I said my jaw clenched. 'That's Luca, her bestfriend, he works for Paris Saint-German.' I added, my eyes looking into his. 'And that kid is Davi, Neymar Jr' son.'
'Wait...' Gavi said his eyes widening in shock. He popped his head to the side, getting a better look of her as we were closer to the stands now. 'That's Irina Davies?' he asked shocked.
'You know her?' I asked even more confused, taking my hands off of his shoulders.
'I know of her.' he nodded.
'How?' I asked, both of us walking again.
'She's like the hottest. No offence.' he glanced at me. 'Her and Neymar were like the perfect couple. All over the internet. Everyone loved them. She's like the only person who doesn't get any hate because apparently she's so nice.' we both glanced at her but she was busy with something Davi was showing her. 'How didn't you recognise her the first time?'
'Because I didn't pay attention to those things.' I sighed. 'I didn't keep up with Neymar's love life.'
And with that, we disappeared into the tunnel.