The Match

Background color
Font
Font size
Line height

After wishing the boys good luck on the pitch, I took my usual seat in the stands. The seat that has been empty for so long. The seat I missed so deeply.

Hugo Ekitike was sitting next to me, as he was missing today's match.

'Are you sure you're okay here?' Luca quickly came up the few stairs separating me from him and the benched players.

'I'm okay.' I smiled softly. 'Seriously.'

'Leave her.' Kylian quickly grabbed Luca before stepping on the pitch. 'I missed seeing her there.' he said sternly.

We all shared a light chuckle, Luca returning to his spot while Kylian ran towards his position on the pitch.

As the match was about to start, I feel someone bothering me.

'Excuse me.' he said in a soft voice.

Recognising the voice instantly, I kept my eyes frozen on the pitch. I slightly move my legs to the side, giving space to Neymar to join me and the rest of the players that were not playing.

'Can you please move?' he asked somehow politely.

'Can't.' Hugo replied.

'What do you mean you can't?'

And even though I wasn't looking at him, I knew his eyebrows were frowned, a confused look on his face.

'Are you glued to the seat or something?' he asked annoyed.

'I have special instructions not to move.' Hugo said. 'You can sit next to me.'

'Move.' Neymar said sternly.

After a few moments of silence, who probably had some death stare exchanges, Hugo got up and moved to the free seat next to him, who was actually for Neymar.

Great.

Neymar quietly took a seat, my eyes still on the match.

I haven't seen Ney in what felt like years. I was fighting so hard not to turn to my side and catch a glimpse of the man I was once so madly in love with.

I felt a hand grabbing my leg, my eyes instantly moving towards the seat in front of me. Kimpembe had his body now turned around to face me, gesturing me to lean in.

'I can tell him to move if you want to.' he said quietly, but loud enough for Ney to hear. 'I can swap seats with him, trust me.'

I shook my head with a light chuckle. 'It's fine.'

Kimpembe nodded his head in understatement, both of us returning to watch the game.

'I didn't know you hired bodyguards.' Neymar said softly after a few moments, a chuckle escaping his lips.

'I didn't hire them.' I smiled, my eyes still fixated on the players. 'The club did.' I shrugged my shoulders.

'How are you?'

'I'm good, thank you.'

'I didn't know you were coming.'

'It was last minute.' I shrugged my shoulders. 'I wanted to surprise Luca and Kylian.'

He didn't say anything, but I could swear I heard his eyes roll so hard in his head at Kylian's name.

'How are you?' I asked.

'I'm okay, thank you for asking.'

I smiled in response, praying to God that the conversation will end.

All of a sudden, Messi scored, making me jump up from my seat in excitement. 'YESSSSS!' I screamed. 'YES!'

This. This is the feeling I crave.

'How's Barcelona?'

And the questions are back.

'It's great.'

'I've seen you and Davi hanging out.'

'Yes, is there a problem?' I frowned my eyebrows, still looking at the match.

'No, no, no.' he shook his head. 'God, no, I was just making conversation.' he said softly.

'I have Davi on some days.' I said sternly. 'I work in a cafe and he comes with me sometimes. I've been hanging around with Caro too. Going out for coffee and lunch. I've been to some Barça games. I did a small interview with them because Raphinha pitched my skills to Xavi.'

I lied. That was actually Pedri and Gavi.

'I live in a small apartment not far from the centre. I have a car. My closest friend is a 17 year old kid called Diego. His family owns the place I work at. My favourite thing to eat are croquettes. My favourite colour is still blue. I can speak a bit of Catalan. I also kept in touch with your sister.' I said. 'Is that enough information for you?'

He chuckled lightly. 'All of that and you still can't look at me.' he said quietly.

I turned my head towards him, being met with his piercing eyes. 'I'm here to watch the game, not you.' I smiled.

I start rubbing my thumbs along my phone screen, acting as if I'm touching his face. He didn't change much from the last time we saw eachother. His skin was just as immaculate, his beard and eyebrows were freshly done. His eyes are still as dreamy and his smile still as warm.


Neymar's POV:

Her green eyes finally met mine. 'I'm here to watch the game, not you.' She said with a smile.

The smile I missed so much. Her warm and welcoming smile, that could make any man fall in love.

I caught a glimpse of her thumbs sliding across her phone screen.

Such a simple gesture, but with so much meaning.

She missed me.

Her phone screen was my face and she was gently tracing the outlines of it.

If she only knew what I'll give for her touch.

She hasn't changed much since the last time I saw her. Her green eyes still hold the secrets of the forest, her lips still as rosy and plumpy. Her hair changed. It wasn't long and straight anymore. She cut it. She added volume to it.

'You're staring.' I whispered, leaning closer to her.

'So are you.' She smirked and turned her face away from me, once again her eyes set on the game.

She also stopped touching her phone screen, the little moment we were sharing now ending.



Irina's POV:

It was finally half time, the players exiting the pitch. Kylian's eyes instantly fell on mine, but then they checked out the person next to me, a frown falling over his face. He pushed Luca on his way to me, making him turn around and follow.

I stood up, hitting Kylian playfully. 'It's been 45 minutes and you haven't scored once.' I shook my head with a smile. 'This is not why I'm here.'

I could feel how tensed he was, probably wanting to grab Neymar and dash him somewhere else in the stands.

'I didn't know you were coming.' Luca addressed Neymar as soon as he got to us.

'It was last minute.' he shrugged his shoulders.

Kylian looked past him and at Hugo, who had his hands raised in defence and was mouthing something to him. I quickly stepped in front of him, trying to block Kylian's view.

'Stop.' I mouthed. 'Please.' I gently squeezed his hand.

He instantly relaxed, shaking his head with a chuckle. 'I don't know why you're complaining about me not scoring.' he smirked. 'I think the whole stadium heard you when Messi scored.'

'I even captured the moment.' Luca chuckled.

'No, you didn't.' I said, my eyes growing wide.

'Yes, I did.' Luca said proudly, taking his phone out and showing me the picture.

A terrifying picture if you ask me.

My mouth was opened but somehow turned into a smile, my eyes were wide, my hair was in the motion of jumping up and my hands in a weird position.

Out of a horror movie.

I quickly grabbed the phone and brought it to my chest. 'You have to swear to me, never to post this.' I said, Kylian and Luca erupting into laughter.

I missed this. I missed seeing them like this. But it was always me, Luca, Neymar and Kylian. And now, it felt like he was exiled and I hated it.

Without thinking twice, I turned around and shoved the phone in Neymar's face. 'Tell me that's not terrifying.' I laughed.

His eyes lit up, a genuine small forming on his face. 'Oh, God.' he chuckled. 'You look pretty scary.' I laughed in response, him joining me.

I handed Luca the phone back, who has a what the hell expression on his face, but I brushed it off.

***

Second half started, the rival team trying their hardest to score. Neymar hasn't said anything anymore, both of us enjoying the game.

Achraf passed the ball to Messi, Messi getting a clear view of Kylian and passing the ball to him. He put his speed to the test, charging forward. In a split second, he shoots the ball and it goes in.

'FINALLY!' I jumped up from my seat. 'YES!' I screamed excitedly.

After celebrating his goal with his teammates, he ran to our side of the stands, placing himself in my point of view and pointing at me, followed by a wink. I shook my head chuckling, taking a seat.

***

After the match was over, I quickly ran to the players, hugging Kylian.

'It was about time, don't you think?' I laughed.

'I just love taking my time.' he smiled.

After congratulating the players, I exited the pitch with Luca, not before catching a glimpse of Neymar who was already looking at me.

***

💬❤️ demie_lucaa, _patriciadavies_, candantas, raphinha, diego_torres, rafaella and 1,947,518 others liked this photo

irinaa.daviess My golden boy living up to his nickname💙❤️

tagged @k.mbappe

comments

user5 WE NEED YOU BACK IN PARIS

demie_lucaa why is he looking at you like that?

user2 No but Luca is so real😂😂😭😭😭

user8 they're so cute😍

k.mbappe my number one fan😌

user12 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

view all 2,629 comments

After deciding to post one of the pictures Luca managed to capture of me and Kylian, I set down my phone and looked at Luca who was looking through some papers.

'We never stayed this late.' I chuckled.

'I'm looking for this one paper and I can't find it!' he said exhausted.

I stood up and approached his desk, a confused look on my face. 'What paper?'

'Aiden left this paper for me to sign and I can't remember where I put it.' Luca said, papers flying left and right.

I scanned the papers on the desk, picking up one that had Aiden's name and Luca's on it. 'This one?'

Luca turned to face me, scanning the paper in my hands. 'What the hell would I do without you?' he said planting a kiss on my head and grabbing the paper.

'Yeah, I ask myself that everyday.' I chuckled.


You are reading the story above: TeenFic.Net