Elena pov

'Elena?' He whispered.

I nod and smiled. He must be very confused and glad i made him.

'What, what is this. I why didn't you just, and how do you have a backstage pass and walking through this hallway without problems.' He stuttered.

He looked at my pass and tried to read my fullname. He must be and looked at me.

'Delgado?' He asked me.

'Do you know the lastname of Valecia's cf president?'

'Is he your family?'

'Closer than that.'

He looked at me with frowned eyebrows.

'He's my dad Neymar.' I sighed.

'What.. But what?' He stuttered again.

'The reason why I didnt want us to meet, is because it could damage the reputation of my dad. His daughters 'Dating' Barcelona player before game starts. You know how cruel Media can be, and ofcours your reputation. I wanted to avoid that.' I explained.

'Wait i don't understand.'

I rolled my eyes, what doesn't he understands really. Am i speaking another damn language.

'You said you wanted to join Nike or Adidas because it's your dream. But you are a designer for a clothing company and you don't even have any influence. But your dad is a football club president?'

'Because I don't want to succeed something with the help from my dad. I know he can fix it for me, but i want to have this job fair.'

He nods and rubbed his face with his hands and sighed.

'So you watched the game?'

'No Neymar, I was sleeping.'

He gave me a 'really' look and I stook my tongue out

'You saw the uh.' He awkwardly scratched behind his head.

'Celebration? Yes i did, and thank you. It's very sweet.'

He wanted to say something but he's been interrupted by the door that swinged open.

'Neymar did you saw my charger?'
The man asked. He looked at me and a shocked expression was readable on his face.

'Elena.'

'Adriano.' I said while biting the inside of my cheek.

'Not so tough in person.' He said with a sarcastic tone.

'Sais you.' I snorted.

'Well yeah i said it, the sound came out of my mouth. And if you weren't deaf, or maybe you are. Yes, i said it.'

I tried to hold my breath and counted for ten seconds and i swear i would jump on him and rip his brains out. If he has any.

'What? Lost your tongue?'

'I will rip your tongue out if you continue.' I hissed.

'Do it.' He stepped closer.

'Guys!' Neymar shouted. I sighed and looked at Neymar.

'I need to go, i will speak to you later.' I winked and hugged him fast and walked away.

'No hug for me?' Adriano shouted and laughed.

Dear lord, help me to avoid my sins.

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Valencia fc president is a woman, so I just came up with the name lmao. And how cool is that? A women rules a footballclub omg