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Malia was woken up abruptly by the buzzing of her phone at 4AM. Today she was to fly to Qatar with the Brazil team.

Luckily, Neymar was true to his words and his management had sorted out her situation with her agency and was still going to be working abroad for the time she would stay there.

Malia hadn't seen Neymar since she stayed over at his house after their 'date' disaster.

They stayed in contact through social media. Going on FaceTime occasionally if Neymar wasn't busy and even playing video games through twitch with his friends, although she was atrocious at it.

She was to be picked up by a car in an hour talking her directly to the airport.

For some reason, the girl felt so unprepared, and somewhat frightened of faking this relationship now infront of real people, close friends of Neymar and his family.
She didn't want to disappoint.

The girl begun her normal routine, showering, brushing her teeth and making something to eat and later packed her last minute essentials that she was still using the previous night.

Her phone buzzed, receiving a text that her car had arrived downstairs and she made her way out of her apartment with her suitcases.

She wasn't expecting anyone in the car but was fully surprised when she saw Neymar looking up at the girl with a big grin.

"O que você está fazendo aqui Neymar?" The girl asked as entered the car.

"Nice to see you too." Neymar stated sarcastically.

"Sorry, I just didn't think I'd see you so soon. I mean I was going to do my makeup in the car." She explained.

"Shush, you're beautiful as you are, you don't need any makeup for a flight." Neymar responded as he moved a strand of hair that fell to her face from the movement of her entering the vehicle.

"So...how're you feeling?" Malia asked the boy who was fairly quiet.

"I mean not too bad at the moment as it's not really hit me yet." Neymar shrugged.

"I'm sure you'll do great." Malia reassured him.

"Obrigada Linda." Neymar replied with a small wink and grin.
(Thank you beautiful.)

Malia had paid the consequences of staying up late and waking up so early and began to feel the effects.

Her eyes began to feel heavy as she leant her head on the window next to her trying to get a comfortable spot.

Neymar noticed the girls sudden fidgeting and took grasp of her shoulder moving her head to his shoulder for her to sleep comfortably.
The girl let out a tired smile as she closed her eyes in the warm embrace of the boy.

"Isso é bom?" Neymar asked, checking if she was comfortable.
(Is this okay?)

"Sim, obrigado Ney." She mumbled with a tired sigh, to which he let out a small grin.

Malia awoke when the car was put to a stop, realising they had arrived at the airport; she placed her phone in her hand bag and unbuckled her seatbelt.

The two were helped out of the car as cameras flashed from all directions, startling Malia who had just recently woken up from a nap.

Neymar turned to the girl who placed sunglasses on her face and moved his head closer to her ear.

"Segura minha mão." Neymar whispered, sending automatic shivers down the girls spine.
(Hold my hand)

"Porque?" Malia asked, she knew why but she was clearly in a mood from the lack of sleep and the recent awakening.
(Why?)

"Because, Malia we're trying to present a real relationship." Neymar huffed still close to her ear.

"Fine." Malia mumbled back.

"Fine." Neymar responded in the same tone as they intertwined each-others hands, reaching for their suitcases and walking into the airport.

Questions began to get thrown onto the two as they walked through the doors of the building.

"Malia is it true that you were you cheating on Kylian with his former best friend Neymar and this this what you were trying to hide?" A man asked the girl as he moved his camera closer to her.

This infuriated the girl, who endured so much heartbreak over this boy yet still was getting the blame over an action she wouldn't dare do.

Neymar knew she was angry as her grasp on his hand tightened. So he moved over to her once again.

"Don't let them get to you, they just want a rise out of you." He whispered, this time with a much more gentle tone that seemed to calm the girl down.

Luckily as the two didn't reply to any of the paparazzi they begun to leave them alone and security began to appear.

The two checked into their emirates flight and swiftly moved to security that was over fairly fast.

As they had time to kill, they had decided to go to the lounge that was offered in their first class ticket and that was where Malia was to meet Neymar's teammates.

Malia was silent for most of the walking through the airport as her thoughts began to overtake her.

"You okay?" Neymar asked looking down at the girl.

"Mhm, just a little nervous to meet your teammates." She let out a anxious giggle.

"There's nothing to worry about, we get along so well and they're all cool so they'll love you Malia." Neymar stated to the girl with reassurance.

Malia and Neymar checked into the lounge and walked up the steps to we welcomed by a group of men wearing blue shirts. They all cheered as they saw the 'couple' walking over to them and hugging them. This shocked Malia, considering she had never met half of these men.

"Então esse é a Malia. Nossa, ela é bem linda Ney! Assim, você nos disse que ela era bonita, mas meu Deus. Parabéns cara." Richarlison exclaimed clapping to the boy dapping him up.
(So this is Malia, Damn she's pretty Ney. I mean, you told us she was pretty but my God. Well done dude.)

"Eu falo português idiota." Malia stated in a jokey tone to the boy who had now turned red of embarrassment as the rest of the team laughed.
(I speak Portuguese dumbass.)

"Nossa, eu não sabia me desculpe." Richarlison responded avoiding eye contact.
(Wow, I didn't know sorry.)

"Don't worry, it's okay. Thank you for the compliment." Malia smiled to the boy.

Neymar was happy that the boys seemed to love Malia so much in such a short period of time.
But who wouldn't? I mean this is Malia we are talking about.

Time passed rather quickly, Malia grew comfortable with the boys as she ate with them cracking jokes here and there and remembering to keep physical contact with Neymar to make the relationship still look believable or to any outsider or any hidden paparazzi.

A group of security guards guided them group to their gate, as they waited in the queue for priority seating, a few fans came up to the boys and Malia asking for pictures.

"Malia, are you and Neymar actually together?!" A young girl asked the two as Neymar rested his arm around the girls neck.

Malia was thinking of a response, as she was about to respond she was cut out with Neymar's response.

"Yes." Neymar nodded, looking down at Malia and pecking her forehead making the girl scream in excitement and making Malia give him a weird unreadable.

"You better take care of her, otherwise..." The little girl looked over at Neymar with a threat, later running away.

"What the fuck." Neymar looked over at a laughing Malia as he gave her wide eyes as if he was in shock.

"I love my fans, what can I say?" Malia responded with a smile.

The team were finally boarding the plane.

Neymar found his seat, luckily it was next to Malia's.

Neymar begun to get his 'setup' out making Malia give him a weird look as he pulled out headphones, his phone, his iPad, slippers, food and other things out of his duffel bag.

"What? I gotta be prepared."  Neymar shrugged making the girl laugh hysterically next to him.

"You know I've never met anyone like you." She mumbled as she placed her suitcase in the overhead compartment.

"Good, I like being one of a kind." He smirked sarcastically.

"Gross." She rolled her eyes.

"You love me really." He replied earning a hum from the girl.

Before they knew it the flight was ready for take off and the lights began to dim, leaving only the natural light from outside to peak through the windows.

The two had talked through the first hour of the flight, over the most random things that popped to mind, but as the sky begin to darken, the two had gotten quieter, engulfing the mesmerising views of the sky.

That was until things became silent from Neymar's side and Malia had realised he had fallen asleep.

She never realised how innocent the boy looked with his eyes closed and only wondered what was going through his mind.

She would've never known that Neymar's dreams were revolving around her and her beauty.

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hi! I'm so so so sorry for such a late update, I had a double update that i was supposed to release last night but since I wrote it on my laptop, when I switched to my phone it turned out it didn't save so I had to rewrite this lmfao.

(I haven't proof read)

I wanted to write another chapter after this one today but just realised it's nearly 2am and I need to fix my sleep pattern :))

I hope you're enjoying the book so far and ilysm thank u for the support <3

I'm really wanting to write a Richarlison book because I love that man sm, but I don't want it to slow down my updates so lmk ur thoughts on that!

rori x