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Neymar informed me that there was a football gala type thing. He asked if I wanted to come, so of course I said yes. Who knows, maybe I'd meet a few new people.

Luckily, it was being hosted, here in Barcelona, by some of the team.

I'm not really sure what this was for but Neymar and the guys said it was something along the lines of 'being an annual thing, just for fun', so I went along with that.

I'm assuming the attire was formal so I got Lauren to help me choose an outfit. Since she was coming as well, I helped her pick an outfit too.

Lauren picked out a beautiful black dress for me. She said that it was something Neymar would enjoy but I ignored her little comment.

I got Lauren to do a very bold makeup look because this was an evening event.

Lauren's dress was a lot similar to mine but hers had a few cuts around the stomach, which showed her gorgeous figure off perfectly.

I did her makeup look a little bit different to mine so we didn't look like crazy twinning bestfriends.

After we both finished the last touches on our apperance, we called a taxi which was very basic of us, to take us to the event.

You could tell that this was definitely going to be something really formal because the outside looked outstanding. They really made an effort.

I texted Neymar quickly, informing him we were here.

His response was immediate.

Neymar: Me and Rafinha are outside the enterance waiting for you both x

I looked around for Neymar and finally spotted him and Rafinha, exactly where they said.

"I can see them, let's go." I informed Lauren.

"Them? Who's them?" She answered puzzled but walked beside me.

"Neymar and Rafinha." I laughed.

Lauren muttered to herself but continued walking.

Neymar saw us both walking and he stopped, as well as Rafinha, and looked at us.

"Holy..." Neymar started.

"Shit..." Rafinha finished for him.

I chuckled at their remarks.

"You both look fucking incredible." Neymar shaked his head, looking at us both head to toe.

"Well, you guys are looking very sexy in your suits." I smiled at them both.

I noticed Rafinha was staring at me in shock so I decided to change the subject.

"Oh Raf, this is Lauren, my bestfriend. Lauren, this is Rafinha." I introduced them to each other.

"Hey." Rafinha smiled at her.

"Nice to meet you." Lauren retorted.

Rafinha took her hand and kissed the back of it, causing Lauren to blush.

"Let's go inside, everyone's waiting." Neymar said. I walked beside him and Lauren was walking next to Rafinha.

The inside looked just as good as the outside and there were so many people that I had never seen in m life, which surprised me a lot.

We saw the Barelona boys first and their WAGs before meeting a bunch of other random people. The ladies looked so stunning and it made Lauren and I look underdressed.

"Camila, your dress looks absoloutely beautiful." Shakira complimented.

"Shak, look at your attire!" I smiled.

"And Lauren, your hair is so pretty, it looks so healthy!" Anto complimented Lauren.

"Thank you so much, you all look so amazing!" She chuckled. She was right.

As we all started chatting, the boys started cheering and making so much noise, which brought our attention to them.

Two other men were with them. One I recognised was Dani Alves. Neymar talked about him before. The other guy, I didn't know, but let me tell you, he was GORGEOUS!

"Who are they?" Lauren asked Shakira and Antonella.

"Oh the one with the glasses and the hat is Dani and the other one is Marc. They both used to pay for Barca but got transferred to different teams, this season." Shak explained.

Marc. Hmmm. He's the hot guy.

"Marc is hot." I stated out loud.

"Unfortunately Cam, he has a wife." Anto laughed.

I frowned at her and the three of them chuckled.

"Hey Neymar, introduce Camila and Lauren to Dani and Marc." Anto shouted, getting all the guys' attention.

Dani and Marc were confused but once they saw Lauren and I, they approached us, as well as Neymar.

"Camila, Lauren, this is Dani, my bestfriend! And this is Marc, the twat." Neymar said.

"Shut up Ney, you cried when I left Barcelona." Marc slapped the back of his head.

"No I didn't." Neymar argued.

"Yes you did." Marc stuck his tongue out and Neymar bickered back before Dani stopped them.

"Alright, alright, we get it." He rolled his eyes.

Neymar stuck his tongue out one last time and Marc's face dropped but he didn't say anything.

Lauren and I both laughed quietly.

"It's so nice to meet you Camila, we've heard a lot about you. And Lauren, you're just as pretty as we've seen on your Instagram." Dani smiled.

"You follow me?" Lauren asked, quite shocked.

Dani nodded his head, "A lot of my team mates do. I promise you we're not creepy."

"Camila, it's so nice to finally meet you. Neymar has not stopped talking about you." Marc said with a straight face, it caused me to laugh.

"Neymar talks about me?" I scoffed.

"ALL THE GOD DAMN TIME!" He threw his hands in the air, dramatically.

"Aw Ney, you're obsessed with me." I teased him.

"Shush." Neymar hushed.

"To be honest, it's so great to meet you both." I smiled at Dani and Marc.

We carried on talking and getting to know each other, before they both had to leave and get back to their wife/girlfriend.

"They seemed so nice!" I told Neymar.

"Hmm yeah, they can be alright." He defended.

I laughed. "I need to go to the toilet, I'll be back."

"I'll go with you, I need it as well." Rafinha popped up.

We both left together to go and pee.

"I wish we spent more time together Cam, it's like I hardly know you." Rafinha rolled his eyes.

"I know. Maybe we should, it'd be fun." I smiled.

"Yeah, we'll make plans to." He smiled back. We both went into the separate toilets but by the time I got out, Rafinha was already standing outside.

"Come on, let's go." I rushed him.

I felt him grip onto my wrist and pull me back.

"You look too good tonight." He brought me into him.

I struggled to look into his eyes so looked away.

"I can't contain myself so forgive me for doing this." He whispered.

His words confused me, but I didn't have much time to think because he placed his plump lips onto mine, capturing them.

His action had me so shocked.

I felt the need to pull away but his hunger for my lips was dragging me in more and I didn't end up letting go.

We both ended up pulling away at the same time, breathless.

"I'm sorry. For doing that." Rafinha shook his head.

"It's okay. It's fine." I breathed out.

"I think we should head back." He muttered and I nodded my head.

When we got back, I saw Lauren happily talking to Neymar. She noticed me and got up.

"You were gone away for a long time, you okay?" She asked, concerned.

I nodded my head way too quickly and she was unsure.

I whispered in her ear, "Rafinha and I kissed."

"What the fuck Cam?!" Lauren shrieked, causing everyone to look at us.

She looked around as did I.

Neymar was frowning at me. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." We both said at the same time.

Neymar looked at us, not believing what we said, but dropped it.

"We'll talk later." Lauren said sternly.

The lot of us went to sit down at a table, so that the food would be served to us.

I was sat next to Lauren and Neymar on the rounded tables.

Rafinha was sitting opposite me. He sent me a weak smile, which I returned.

Although I didn't feel anything during the kiss, I would be lying if I said I regretted it...

I was cautious as to what Lauren was going to speak to me about and the thought, made me tense.

What if she liked him?

Oh my God. I'm such a terrible friend.

I started thinking about the possible thoughts that Lauren must've been feeling.

Why oh why did I do that?

"Hey." I heard Neymar whisper in my ear?

I turned to face him.

"You alright?" He asked, concerned.

He must've noticed that I was a bit tense.

"Mhm." I nodded my head."

He held my thigh, under the table. My dress had a slit in it, so my thigh was bare.

His touch sent a tingling rush through my legs and up my body. It made my heart pace quicken a bit.

What is going on Camila? First Rafinha now Neymar?!

Neymar smiled at me, then moved his hand away.

I wanted him to keep it there but that would've been awkward if I said something.

The food was served, it was just plain old pasta, nothing exciting. The chef must've definitely tried to make it look better than it was by the presentation but it just wasn't selling it.

It did taste really good but for some reason, I didn't feel so hungry. I left a bit of food on my plate and drank the sparkling water that was in front of me.

"Why aren't you eating?" Neymar asked me.

"I'm not hungry." I simply said.

"Are you ill?" He looked at me. His eyes showed so much care towards me, it made my heart throb.

I shook my head, "No, I'm fine. I just ate before I came."

"You should still eat Camila." Neymar frowned. He suddenly started acting like a concerned dad.

"Neymar trust me, I'm fine." I chuckled. He looked at me unsure but then carried on eating.

The night came towards and end and Lauren, Neymar and Rafinha and I went outside. Neymar offered to drive us home but Lauren and I refused and called a taxi.

Once it came, we said our goodbyes to Rafinha and Neymar before heading inside the taxi.

We arrived home and Lauren didn't say anything the whole time.

"Why are you annoyed at me?" I spoke out.

"Cam, I'm not annoyed. I'm just shocked." Lauren scoffed.

"Yeah okay but why? It was just a kiss." I mumbled.

"You don't see it. Rafinha is starting to like you and that kiss didn't make it any easier, what if he thinks you like him back? I mean you did kiss back, didn't you?"

I nodded my head.

"Exactly, don't lead him on."

"Well how was I supposed to know that he would think of it in that way?" I defended.

"I'm just saying, be careful." She rolled her eyes.

I went upstairs without another word and spent the rest of the evening in my room.

I didn't want to think about Rafinha. Or any other guy.

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