Just wanted to say that these chapters haven't been edited so please ignore silly mistakes, I will go back and correct them another time :)))

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It was the day of the game.

PSG vs Barcelona.

Obviously at Camp Nou.

Barca had had a rough first leg, losing 4-0 but I had a really strong gut feeling that they were going to come back and work even harder.

I was sat with Shakira and Antonella, whilst many people were still finding their seats.

The boys were still in their changing rooms but they said they would come up to us before the warm up would start.

"I feel just as nervous as the boys are for this game." Shakira said, bouncing her knee up and down.

"They'll do fine. They have gotten much better and I think that they'll play amazingly today." I smiled, reassuring Shak.

"Guys, I find it funny that after Neymar broke up with Bruna, he has played a lot better." Antonella raised a point.

Shakira and I rolled our eyes at her, not knowing where she was going with this.

"Like, he's been playing so well. So much better, ever since him and Bruna broke up." She continued.

I thought about it and I guess Antonella was right.

Neymar had been doing so well recently and it could've been because of the breakup. He might've felt more relived and stress free.

Within a few minutes, Gerard, Leo and Neymar had appeared and Gerard and Leo went to talk to Shakira and Antonella.

Neymar was stood a few feet in front of me, with a smirk plastered on his face.

I blushed and looked down but he came over and held my hand, intertwining our fingers together.

"Wish me luck. I promise I'll do you proud." Neymar said.

I smiled at him, "Good luck, I know you'll do well."

He gave me a hug and then disappeared with Gerard and Leo.

I sat down back in my seat with a sigh and then glanced at Shakira and Antonella who were smirking at me like little teenage girls.

"What?" I chuckled.

"You and Neymar. You guys are just so cute." Antonella winked.

I rolled my eyes and didn't reply to her comment. I didn't know what to say to be honest.

As time went on, the match had started and it was pretty intense for the first few minutes. Out of no where, in the third minute, Luis came with a goal, which was totally unexpected.

The crowd went absolutely mental. So did I.

I felt such a great rush but this was just the start of the match.
There was much more to come.

It was close to half time and Antonella kept complaining that she was bored.

PSG were getting many chances as well as Barca and it was intense but no goals had been scored just yet.

"Guys, can you come with me to get my nails done tomorrow." Shakira randomly said.

"Ooh, I actually want to get mine done too." Antonella said.

The two of them were just staring at their nails and discussing what time they were going to go out. I laughed at them.

"Camila, come with us!" Antonella shrieked.

"I mean why not. I need acrylics done to be honest." I looked at my nails.

A roar of screams made me jump as I looked down at the pitch, only to notice that Barca had gained another goal. But it was an own goal from the other team.

"OH MY GOD ITS 2-0!" Shakira screamed.

Antonella and I laughed, whilst clapping and cheering.

Soon enough, it was half time and both teams went under the tunnel, to take a quick break.

"I really hope they win." Shakira said, suddenly acting all nervous.

"Don't worry Shak, they will." I smiled at her.

"I'll be giving Leo a surprise if he does play well." Antonella said, lost in her own world.

Shakira and I looked at each other with wide eyes.

Antonella noticed and realised what we were thinking.

"You're so dirty minded. I was going to be taking him out to eat." She defended.

We laughed at our stupidity and looked at the pitch to see the boys coming back on.

Within the first five minutes after the second half started, a penalty was given to Barca. Leo took it and as suspected, it went straight in.

I don't think I've ever seen Antonella scream as loud before. She was more than extremely happy.

The crowd started to die down a bit and it's as if all smiles stopped, the minute Cavani bagged a goal. On aggregate, Barca were currently losing 5-3.

"That's it. We're gonna lose." Shakira sighed.

"No. We won't. I still have faith that we will win." I smiled.

Shakira sighed but smiled at me slightly.

I closed my eyes for a bit and slowly controlled my breathing.

They needed to win this. They should win this. They are going to win this.

I opened my eyes and focused on the game. A free kick was given and Neymar was responsible of taking it.

The moment went so slowly but the important thing was that it went straight into the back of the net.

I rose up from my chair and screamed just as loud as Antonella did when Leo scored.

It was now the 90th minute and I was still so nervous. An extra five minutes were added on.

Another penalty was given and Neymar took it this time.

The crowd went absolutely mental at this result. 5-5. Barca were playing so exceptional.

My heart was beating out of my chest.

This game was going to end up being a draw.

Or so I thought.

Neymar crossed the ball into the box and with a touch from Sergi, the ball went straight into the net.

I felt a rush of different emotions and tears just started flowing out of my eyes. I felt so overwhelmed.

The three of us ran down towards the tunnel to find the boys.

I noticed Neymar walking towards me. He noticed me at the same time and so I ran to him.

As I came closer, I jumped in his arms. He lifted me off the ground with his arms around my waist and mine tight and secured around his neck.

"You played so well, I'm so happy." I mumbled.

"You make me happy." He responded.

Whilst Neymar still had me in his arms, in the air, he pulled apart from the hug but looked at me deeply in the eyes.

I smiled softly at him.

Neymar didn't think twice and went straight in, placing his plump lips onto mine.

The second our lips touched, I felt fireworks going off in my stomach.

I felt a feeling that was unrecognisable, throughout my body.

Our lips fit perfectly together and I didn't want to move from this position but we both pulled away to catch our breath.

He smiled at me, with an accomplished look on his face.

"I've been wanting to do that for so long." He whispered.

I was standing in front of him as he held both of my hands in his.

"Neymar, you can make out with Camila another time. You stink of shit at the moment." Gerard shouted.

I turned around and laughed at him and rushed Neymar to go and jump into the shower.

"I'll be back in a second." He pecked my lips and went to the boys.

I slowly walked over to Shakira and Antonella, knowing what their reactions were going to be.

"OH MY GOD HE KISSED YOU!" Antonella screamed.

I laughed at her.

"I SHIP IT!" Shakira then added on.

I smiled to myself.

I was just as happy, this day ended up being much better than I expected.

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