Jordi interrupted our moment.
"Marc, come see this video," Jordi said.
He and Piqué were watching some video on his phone. Marc took his arm off my shoulders, gave me a cute little smile, and walked over to them. I quickly walked back to Neymar, who was busy taking selfies.
"Boo!" I yelled, startling him.
"Shit, I almost dropped my phone!" he yelled.
"I told you I'm dangerous" I grinned.
He rolled his eyes and asked, "So my tip worked perfectly huh?"
"Yes, thank you so much" I gushed and squeezed his hand in excitement.
"And all this just because he put his arm around your shoulder" Neymar joked.
"Imagine if he did this," he said, sliding his arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him.
He cupped my face. I froze and stared into his hazel-green eyes. Then he started laughing and let me go, making me feel embarrassed.
"You are priceless" he sniggered.
"I'm glad you are enjoying yourself," I said, sarcastically.
"So how many boyfriends have you had?" he asked.
"Why are you asking that?" I frowned.
"Curiosity," he said.
"How many girlfriends have you had?" I asked him.
"One, the others were one-night stands," he said, amused.
"You seem proud of that," I said.
"Not proud, but I don't regret it," he said.
"So back to you, answer me" he demanded.
"One" I mumbled.
"He broke your heart huh," Neymar said.
Wait, how the hell does he know this?
"Uh...something like that," I said, looking confused.
"You deserve better anyways" he added.
"Thanks, I guess," I said.
We both were silent for a while. I thought back to my ex-boyfriend. I met him through a mutual friend. At the time he was at college and I was in my last year of high school. He kept asking me out and I agreed eventually. I started liking him after getting to know him. We hung out a lot and then one day he forgot to log out of his Facebook account from my phone. I saw all the messages in his inbox. He flirted with over 5 girls on Facebook. I confronted him, but he acted like it was normal to flirt with other girls. I felt disgusted and stopped seeing him. I felt so stupid and heartbroken after that.
"I'm sorry if I spoilt your mood," Neymar said, rubbing my shoulder.
"It's okay" I sighed.
"So back to Marc" Neymar smirked.
"I don't think he even likes me" I sighed.
"Oh come, be more confident. If he didn't like you, he wouldn't have put his arm around your shoulder" Neymar said.
"Friends do that too" I groaned.
Neymar put his arm around my shoulder and grinned.
"What do you think you are doing?" I frowned.
"What? I'm your friend, so I'm allowed to do this" he said, confidently.
I threw his arm off my shoulder.
"That's called taking advantage of the situation," I said, sarcastically.
He laughed out loud and said, "You can't blame me for trying."
"Neymar be serious will you?" I groaned.
"We are here guys!" Piqué yelled.
I took Neymar's hand and pulled him with me. We stopped near this gorgeous waterfall. Neymar held my hand tighter, as we all stared at this magnificent view. I let Neymar's hand go and got my camera ready.
"Okay guys, let's take some memorable pictures," I said.
They put their bags and stuff aside and I told them where to stand.
"Okay...smile!" I yelled and took a couple of shots.
"Now everyone sit down with your backs turned to the camera, like you are all looking at the waterfall" I ordered.
They listened and the picture came out nice.
"I want to see," Marc said.
I showed him.
"Wow, that last one!" he gasped.
"You are amazing!" he said and pressed a kiss on my cheek, taking me totally by surprise.
"What was that for?" I gasped, blushing.
He didn't say anything, but stroked my cheek gently and then turned his attention to Jordi. I stood there replaying what just had happened in my head.
"Sis, still trying for team Bartra huh?" Adrian suddenly whispered in my ear.
He winked at me and then joined Marc, Jordi, and Piqué. I bit my lip and looked for Neymar. His back was turned to me because he was taking some pictures with his iPhone.
"Boo!" I yelled.
"Merda! I almost dropped my phone in the water!" he yelled.
He picked me up and said, "I'm going to throw you in the water!"
"No! Neymar!" I squealed, making everyone look our way.
"Throw her in!" Adrian yelled.
"No! Don't you dare!" I yelled at Neymar while trying to free myself from his grip.
Neymar pulled my camera off my neck and handed it to Adrian, who was laughing his ass off.
I hit Neymar's chest and yelled, "Neymar, please no!"
He did a movement like he was going to throw me in the water. I pulled and yanked on his arm to free myself from his grip, which made him lose his balance. We both screamed as we fell into the water. I heard the other guys laugh out loud.
"Get off me, you idiot!" I yelled at Neymar.
"Oh my god, my phone!" he yelled and pulled it out of his pocket.
It looked dry. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Neymar, get off!" I demanded.
He finally got off me and helped me up. My clothes were soaked, and his were half wet.
"I'm so going to kill you!" I yelled, in anger.
"You got to catch me first" he stuck his tongue out and ran to the other guys, who were laughing with tears in their eyes.
I growled, cursed under my breath, and got out of the water. I squeezed the water out of my hair and clothes as much as I could.
"Need any help?" Marc asked, trying to suppress his smile.
"No" I growled.
"I'm sorry, but it was just too funny. I'm sorry for laughing Olive" he said, gently.
I gave him a mean look and walked off.
"Hey, where are you going?" Adrian yelled.
"Back to the car," I said, dryly.
"But we just got here," he said.
"I don't care!" I said, feeling pissed off.
I marched the way we had come. I felt humiliated and I hated how they all laughed at me.
"Hey, stop!" I heard Neymar yell.
I started to run as fast as I could.
"Olive, please!" he yelled, panting.
"Go away, idiot!" I yelled back.
I slowed down a little because I was out of breath and my feet hurt. He caught up to me within seconds and pulled my arm to hold me back.
"Go away I said!" I yelled.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to throw you in. I lost my balance because you kept yanking and pulling" Neymar said.
I turned around and continued my way.
He ran in front of me and said, "I said I'm sorry."
"You were more concerned about your precious phone than me, so why do you care now?" I hissed.
He bit his lip to suppress a smile, which irritated me even more. I kept on walking. He suddenly grabbed me from behind and hugged me tightly.
"Hey! What the hell?" I shouted.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"Let go!" I growled.
"Not until you forgive me," he said, persistently.
"I'm sorry Olive" he whispered into my ear.
"Urgh, why are you so annoying?" I growled, trying to get his arms off me.
"Because it's fun to annoy you" he chuckled.
He turned me around while keeping his arms firmly around my waist.
"So do you forgive me?" he asked, looking at me with puppy eyes.
"No," I said, dryly.
He pulled me a little closer to him. I could feel his breath on my face.
"Please?" he asked, softly.
I felt like I had a lump in my throat and my breath started to hitch, because I was that close to him and I felt really weird.
"Olive?" his voice was merely a whisper.
"Hmm?" I mumbled, shifting my gaze downwards.
He lifted my chin. I looked straight into his hazel-green eyes. I gulped. Our lips were so close...my heart started pounding.
"There you guys are!" Adrian yelled.
Neymar let go of me immediately. I looked at the ground.
"Are you okay sis? Sorry we laughed at you, I'll take you home if you want" he said.
"I'm fine" I mumbled.
"Wear this" Adrian said, handing me his hoodie.
I nodded.
"Go change behind those trees, we'll wait here," he said.
I went behind the trees, took my t-shirt off, wore Adrian's hoodie, and walked back to them.
"Feel better?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Want me to take you home?" he asked.
I shook my head and said, "It's okay."
We walked back and the other guys seemed happy to see us.
"Sorry Olivia," they said in unison, making me smile.
"You are all forgiven" I sighed.
Marc came to me and gave me a tight hug.
"I'm sorry," he said, pressing a soft kiss on my cheek.
"I-it's o-kay," I stuttered.
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