REAL LIFE // SOCIAL MEDIA

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Neymar left Malia's apartment fairly late after his phone begun to blow up with notifications.

Malia couldn't help but smile to herself once he had left, happy with their recent encounter and somewhat 'friendship' they had created in such a short period of time.

Neymar was very smug with himself as he walked back to his car and couldn't help but hold back a smile. He felt like he has accomplished something so great yet so meaningful to him.

The two ended their nights thinking of their great time they had spent together.

Malia was woken up rather suddenly by the buzzing of her phone, groaning in her pillow she rubbed her eyes and moved her hand to reach for her device.

"Meu Deus." Malia mumbled under her breath.
(My God.)

She was surprised with thousands texts but most importantly the crazy numbers of follows that wouldn't stop increasing on her Instagram account. Including many football players she had heard of.

"Fuck." She stated as she stared at her phone in shock.

She knew the cause of it, of course she did but she didn't think the outcome would be this so fucking severe.

She scrolled to her top contact, that being her brothers, and immediately texted him.

cris 🤍
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lia
do you have neymar's number?

cris 🤍
here.
XXXXX-XXXX

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Dialling the number on here phone, she waited for a response.

"Oi-" Neymar begun before the interruption of the girl on the other side.

"My phone hasn't stopped going off since I've woken up with all these stupid notifications and DM's from random crazy girls who are like obsessed with you and I haven't been able to even turn my phone off without it buzzing again and I'm really stressed because-" Malia rambled to the boy over the phone.

"Woah woah woah, Malia?" Neymar asked.

"Yeah, it's me." Malia breathed out.

"Slow down and breathe for a second.  This is what we were expecting right? No need to stress, nothing bad is going to happen and look, this is a great opportunity for you to tell Kylian to go fuck himself." Neymar uttered through the phone somewhat quieting the girl.

"That's true." Malia responded with a grin.

"How'd you get my number?" Neymar asked suspiciously.

"My brother." She explained bluntly.

"Oh." He stated.

"Oh" She responded.

"Oh" Neymar mumbled in a lower tone.

Malia was too worked up to notice how different Neymar sounded through the phone, she could tell the boy had woken up fairly recently but the grogginess in his voice. His voice seemed to soothe her so quickly.

"Alô?" Neymar asked.

"Hi, uh- sorry I was just day dreaming." Malia explained as she rubbed her head in embarrassment due to the bad excuse.

What was about to come out of her mouth next, shocked her but in the moment it felt right.

"So what if we really do this." Malia explained to the boy.

"What, like fake a whole relationship?" Neymar asked with a laugh.

"I mean we have nothing to lose, it will gain attention from well, everyone. In the beginning I wasn't too fond of the idea but you have the World Cup in a few weeks and I want fucking revenge, it's a win win for both of us." Malia uttered to the boy who stayed silent through the phone.

"You know Malia, you don't seem like the type to fake a whole relationship...I'm in."  Neymar stated.

"Cool, uh- pick you up at 4?" Malia asked.

"And go where?" Neymar asked.

"You know...out." Malia smiled.

"Out. I see, well I'll be there." Neymar responded with a slight laugh.

"Okay." Malia whispered.

"Okay." Neymar responded in the same tone.

"Okay." Malia added once more as if she didn't want to end the call.

"I'll see you later then?" Neymar asked.

"Claro, tchau tchau." Malia ended the conversation as she locked her phone that just turned on again from the constant notifications.
(Of course, bye bye.)

It scared Malia on how much she had grown to like the boy she had met only 24 hours ago. If she didn't feel so reckless in this moment, she would curse herself for being so open and raw with a boy she had just met but...fuck it.

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Malia was told by Neymar to pick him up at training as he was going to finish a little later then expected.

The girl drove in her Range Rover as she didn't have time to pick up her other car from her brothers house the previous night.

As she parked in the parking lot outside the stadium Neymar had mentioned through the phone, she couldn't help but feel out of place. I mean of course her brother is a footballer but she had only been to stadiums more recently in life and wasn't so accustomed to it just yet.

As the girl walked into the building, she was welcomed by a receptionist who gave her a sweet smile.

"Hi, I'm uh- here to see Neymar but I know he hasn't finished training yet so is it possible to wait anywhere?" Malia asked the lady.

"Of course, he mentioned you were coming.  You can go down that hallway and turn to your left to get to the stands of the stadium." She explained.

"Cool, thank you." Malia smiled back.

As Malia walked through the doors to the stands she was welcomed with several faces turning to her direction.

She avoided any eye contact with Kylian and turned to her brother who gave her a look of confusion.

Her eyes then moved to a certain Brazilian who was getting talked about by a few other players who joked to him as they looked in Malia's direction.

"She's not my girlfriend yet." Neymar explained to the boys who whistled.

"Yet?!" Another boy exclaimed, turning Kylian's head to the conversation.

"No that's not what I meant." Neymar cursed himself.

"Yo Malia!" A familiar boy shouted, later waving at her from far away. He later gained a light smack at the back of his head by a taller man, of course it was Cristiano.

"Back to work!" The coach shouted to the men, as he walked over to Malia.

"You must be Malia, I've heard a lot about you from Cris and Neymar." He stated.

"I am, nice to meet you." She shook his hand.

"Neymar won't be much longer." He explained, to which the girl nodded.

The girl began to enjoy the training she was watching and time flew rather quickly, the whistle was blown by the coach and all the boys walked over in Malia's direction next to the changing room.

Neymar decided to run over to the girl, giving her a side hug.

"You came!" He exclaimed with a grin.

"Of course." She smiled back.

"You can come with me to the changing rooms the boys will probably be changed by now." Neymar explained, placing his hand on the girls lower back as he guided her to the room.

Neymar was right, most of the boys had already changed and left the room, leaving her and Neymar and Cristiano left in the room.

"So I'm not the only one asking what the fuck is going on." Cris asked as he grabbed his bag.

"We took your advice." Malia nodded.

"What advice?" Neymar asked furrowing his brows.

"The whole fake thing." Malia explained, earning an 'oh' from Neymar.

"Yeah but I didn't think you'd actually well..." Cris begun.

"Actually what?" Malia asked bluntly.

"Take it." He responded.

"Well yeah." Malia mumbled back.

"Okay well, I'll see you two later." Cristiano stated walking over to his sister and giving her a hug and dapping neymar who was untying his shoe laces.

"So...how'd you like the training?" Neymar asked.

"It's actually really interesting to watch surprisingly." Malia responded with a nod.

"Good." Neymar stated.

Malia couldn't help but get distracted by the picture that layed in his locker, a young boy who had similar features to him.

"Who's this?" Malia asked as she looked for consent to pick up the photo of a young boy.

"That's Davi." Neymar explained.

"Davi?" Malia asked.

"My son." Neymar uttered as he drank some water.

"You have a son?!" Malia asked in somewhat shock.

"You didn't know?" Neymar responded.

"Not really." Malia uttered.

"He has your eyes." Malia stated looking up at neymar and back at the picture for comparisons.

"I get that a lot." Neymar mentioned.

"He would love you, I know you're good with Ronaldo's kids." Neymar smiled.

"How do you know that?" Malia asked.

"I'm often at their house." Neymar explained.

"Well, I'd love to meet him one day." Malia suggested.

"Claro, isso seria ótimo." Neymar replied with a smile as the two made their way out of the room and back to Malia's car.
(Of course, that would he great."

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a bit of a late update but this book is doing so much better then I expected.

(I have not proof read!)

please let me know if you think I'm going too fast with the plot and I will slow down.

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I hope you have a wonderful day and I will be back with a new chapter very very soon!

rori x