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LOVES FINEST | neymar jr
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There were quite a few paparazzi when we arrived at the restaurant, which I expected. However I didn't really mind it. I often forgot how famous Neymar was.

     We got into the restaurant, without much of a fuss. The paparazzi were actually being respectful, as Neymar was with family. They just took loads of pictures, a few of them lingering around outside for when we going to leave.

     We were seated at a table that was furthest away from the window as possible. I got comfortable in my seat, and I looked all around the place.

It was so well put together. There was all sorts of beautiful plants that were dangling on the ceiling, with flowers. The restaurant itself was quite big, it had a small cocktail bar, and there was a chocolate fountain next to it.

Omg. I definitely need to get something from there after the meal.

"Good evening and welcome." The man greeted as we all sat comfortably in our seats. I could tell the man was excited to be serving us.

Rafa was sat next to me, while Nadine, Neymar Sr and Neymar sat opposite it.

"Here are your menus." He spoke, giving us a menu each. "I will give you time to decide your order, and I'll be back shortly."

Once he left, we all looked at our menus to decide what we wanted. There was so much stuff on here, I didn't know what to choose.

I felt a foot kick mine and I knew it was Neymar as he was sat directly opposite me. I looked up from my menu to narrow my eyes at him. He stretched his legs out, making me have to separate mine as he kept his legs in between my legs.  He smiled to himself and I hid my face with my menu.

      When the waiter came back, I started to panic because I haven't decided what I want yet. When he got to me, I just said the first thing I saw when I looked at the menu again.

     Why did I do this to myself.

     "I'm glad we could all make it." Nadine spoke up once the waiter had gone. Nadine was truly a beautiful woman, and I was very grateful that she had invited me out to dinner with her family.

"Well we almost didn't make it." Neymar Sr spoke, eyeing his son. "Because someone decided to take their sweet time getting ready, which almost made us miss our reservation."

Neymar picked his head up and frowned. "Right—"

"But it's fine." Nadine interrupted, patting her husbands shoulder. "Because we didn't miss it."

     Rafa silently laughed to herself and she pulled her phone out, occasionally joining in with the conversations we were all having. She handed me her phone with a wiggle of her eyebrows.

     I took it and on the screen was a picture of me and Neymar, about to walk in the restaurant. He was stood behind me, his front was pressed up against my back as we walked. This was because there were a few paparazzi around us and he didn't to loose me in the crowd of them. We were dangerously close and I just knew that loads of people were now going to take this out of proportion.

Oh well. I think I would be quite interested to see what was going to be said.

And anyway, we did look quite good.

     I handed her phone back, and she looked at me with gleam in her eyes. She put her phone away when the food came.

I saw every once in a while that Neymar was looking at me, however he didn't know that I saw him looking. However, one of the times I finally looked up and he realised he's been caught. He just simply brought his fork up to his mouth, shaking his head with a grin.

Once we finished our food, we all left the table to either go to the cocktail bar or to the random different stands of food that were scattered around. I immediately went to the chocolate fountain. I had literally been eyeing  it all night.

There were sticks with marshmallows on it and my mouth literally watered. My dream come true.

     I picked up one of the sticks and put it in the fountain. When I brought it back out, it was covered in chocolate.

     Neymar popped up beside me and I grinned at him, holding it up to his face. He looked at me and I booped the chocolate covered marshmallow on his nose. Obviously I wasn't going to eat that one now.

"Foder!"."He said, stepping back and wiping his nose with the back of hand. That only smeared it even more.
[fuck]

     I tilted my head back and laughed, putting the stick in the bin that was next to the table. I picked another one up and I was actually going to eat this one.

     I looked at his face quickly again and let another small laugh slip out. He huffed, turning his body away from me as he got something from the buffet thing.

     I ate the marshmallow and let me tell you now, it was the best marshmallow i've ever tasted.

     Neymar turned back around, gripping my shoulder, spinning me round to face him. I didn't get to say anything because his whole finger ran down my face, and he literally cackled.

     His cute laugh. oh my fuck

     I pursed my lips and he had some sort of sauce on his fingers. I glared at him, quickly trying to wipe it away from my face, just as he did for himself. "Neymar!"

I looked around the buffet and there was no sorts of tissues or anything. I turned back to him and he just took his hand and held my face, pinching my cheeks. "bonitinho."
[cute]

I swatted him away. I guess I kinda deserved it since I did it to him, but still.

He wiped under my cheeks, getting the sauce of my face and then wiped it in the tablecloth discreetly.

"You did it to me." He shrugged and was about to say something else when a little boy had walked into his side. Neymar looked down.

"Eu sinto muito!" he spoke quickly, looking up and his lips parted.
[im very sorry]

I stepped back as me and Neymar were stood very close. The boy looked to be around 6-7 years old. The boy tilted his head and placed his hands on his hips.

"Are you a fake Neymar?" he asked seriously.

Neymar looked at me, confused and I shrugged. "Falsa?"
[fake?]

The boy nodded, eyeing Neymar suspiciously. "Yes, I thought I actually met the real Neymar once, but It was a fake one dressed up as him or something. I even got a picture and only realised he was fake when my cousin pointed out that the person was wearing a wig."

I placed my hand over my mouth as the boy looked like he took this very seriously. That was funny.

Neymar looked baffled. "I promise I'm not wearing a wig.."

The boys eyes lit up. "So you are real?!"

Neymar nodded slowly, glancing at me as if to say 'help me' "I think so.."

He was on his own with this one. I grabbed another marshmallow, eating it.

The boy literally screamed. A waiter that was walking past had dropped a tray of drinks, startled.

Neymar winced, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. However, me on the other hand was loving it. I lead against the buffet and Neymar looked like he wanted to kill me for not helping him with this screaming child.

Well that's what he gets for wiping sauce on me.

The boy stopped screaming and hugged Neymar. Ney awkwardly patted his back, trying to be as nice as possible.

"Eu te amo!" the boy gleamed, hugging him for a couple of more seconds.
[i love you!]

"Thanks." Neymar said slowly and I mentally face palmed. He was so awkward.

The boy asked for a autograph but unfortunately nobody had a pen so he left, with a bright smile on his face, literally skipping away.

I finally let my laugh slip and Neymar sighed in relief. "I need to get out of here before another thing like that happens."

He looked stressed. That made it even funnier.

Once everyone had finished with whatever they were eating at the buffets, Neymar had payed for us all which was cute, but expensive.

We successfully all got back into the car without any paparazzi. Strangely, they were nowhere to be seen.

"I hope you had a nice time, Aurelia." Nadine spoke once we all were in the car.

Neymar Sr started the car for the journey home. I had no idea what I was going to do. Were they going to drop me home or would I have to find my own way back?

"I had a very nice time, thank you." I spoke back, eyeing Neymar who huffed as he knew I was hinting about the boy.

He got closer to me, spreading his knees. Our knees were now touching and he put his hand on my upper thigh, his thumb tracing patterns on it. His other arm was resting on the window ledge thing. He turned his head to look out the window.

     Oh fuck. I looked down at it and swallowed. I put one of my hands on the top of his and I glanced to see the corner of his lips turn up.

     He then turned his head back to me, and spoke to me quietly. "Stay round ours tonight?"

     I smiled, letting my head fall on his shoulder. I felt him rest his cheek on my head. "Of course."

     Id rather stay at his, with him then at mine on my own.

     Ten minutes later, Neymar was completely resting against the car door, head resting on the window, asleep. His knees were pointed in my direction, still touching mine, however his hand was no longer on my thigh.

     They were in-front of him, interlocked. How cute was he?

     I quietly took a photo of him, looking out the window to see where we were so I could pin point how long was left of the journey.

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we are just going to pretend that it looks like he's in a car in that picture😃

i wasn't too happy with this chapter, but we move.

anyway, how are you guys? <3