Truly, madly, deeply

Chapter 7

It was that day. That sad day. Me and Jess were going back to Estonia. Our plane was leaving at 4pm. I can't describe how hard leaving was for me. I woke up, depressed. I was a little bit happy too, that I was going to see my parents again. But the fact I wasn't going too see Ney for a very long time, broke my heart. We finished packing and Ney picked us up at 1:45pm. We reached the airport and Ney took our suitcases out of the car. We walked to the check in gates and stopped. I turned to Ney and clinged onto him. He also wrapped his arm around me and rest his head on mine. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I didn't want to let go of him, he meant the world to me. Just with the past two weeks, I had started loving him so madly, turly and deeply it was surreal. I knew he felt the same for me, I could see it in his eyes. We pulled away and he wiped the tear off my cheek. He took my left hand and kissed the ring he had given me. 'You'll see me soon, I promise'. I hugged him one last time and took my suitcase. I searched for Jess and I found her near the entrance talking to a guy. She was talking to Alexis. Then they hugged and I saw a little kiss. I smiled to myself and then looked back at Neymar. He was so sad, i couldn't stand it. I kissed him, it was the last time I could do that for a long time. I let go of his hand slowly and walked away. I looked back and saw him disappear into the crowd. Suddenly I felt broken. 

We sat down infront of the gates. I rested my head on Jess's shoulder and let out a sigh. Soon we were let on the plane. Right when I was about to turn off my phone, I got a text. It was from Ney, it said 'I love you, don't ever forget that'. 'I love you too, and I won't. I'll text you as soon as we land'. I switched my phone off and put it in my pocket. The plane took off and we were back on our way to Estonia, our home. 

***

We landed and I texted Ney as soon as I could. 'We're back in Estonia, I already miss you'. 'Good you're safe, I know, I miss you too' he replied. My mum and dad were there to pick us up. We put on our happy faces and greeted my parents. We sat into the car and drove to Jess's place. I hugged her and she entered her house. I sat back into the car and we drove home. 

I dragged my suitcase into my room. My mum helped me unpack and the we sat on my bed. 'Okay honey get some rest, later you're going to tell me about everything' she winked at me and walked out of the room. I smiled at her and then layed flat on my bed. Everything was the same again. My room, my clothes back in the closet and my suitcase back under my bed. I thought of him, only him. I checked my phone if he had called or anything, but nothing. I put my phone on my bed next to my pillow and I closed my eyes. I decided to have a nap to get my mind off of things. I woke up to my phone ringing, it was him. 'Hello' I answered it. 'Hey babe, we're you sleeping?'.  'Yep'. 'Oh I'm so sorry go back to..'.' Nonono it's okay don't worry, I'm glad that you called'. We talked about 10 minutes the said our I love you's. I plugged my phone to it's charger and sat up on my bed. My mum slowly opened the door and came in. 'How did you sleep?'. 'Good'. 'So, tell me everything'. I took a deep breath and started from the beginning. I told her about everything. I even told her about Neymar. She seemed to be happy for me. But she was worried that I couldn't handle a long distance relationship. I assured her that I could. That Ney was really sure about us too. She then smiled. 'Well honey, you got alot of schoolwork to follow up on'. 'Yeh mum, I know'. It was my last year in school. I was finishing 12th grade. I had to learn for my final exams. I sat down behind my desk and opened my books. I tried to get my mind off of Ney and focus on schoolwork, but I had trouble doing that.

I promise

Chapter 6

I had only 5 days left in Barcelona. Wow, leaving was going to be really hard this time. My phone ringed, I answered it. 'Hello'. 'Hi babe, what you up to?'. 'Not much, enjoying the view from our room'. 'Got any plans for tonight?'. 'Nope, Jess's meeting up with an old friend or something'. 'Oh ok, are you interested of going out with me?'. 'you don't even have to ask. What time? and where?'. 'About 7pm, we're going to a new restaurant, it's opening tonight. I've already got reservations. Nothing really formal'. 'Okay great, see you then'. I put my phone on my bed and searched through my suitcase for something formal, yet casual. I searched and matched for an hour, then created this: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=106534611. I was ready and stepped on the balcony. The sun was starting to slowly set and the sky was getting pinkish. I took one last look over the horizon then stepped out of the room. I stood in the elevator and looked at myself in the mirror. I tried to smile a bit, but I couldn't. I reached the lobby and he wasn't there. Strange. I called him to ask where he was. He apologized and told me that there was a crazy traffic jam. I sat on a bench in front of the hotel. I felt sad, I didn't exactly know why. Maybe the fact that I wasn't going to see him for a long time. Then a white Audi drove in front of the sidewalk. I stood up and tried to make a happier face. He smiled and opened the door. The way he looked (without the backpack of course). We parked near the restaurant and walked there. There was a line outside it and we stopped at the end of it. I looked down at the red carpet that we were standing on. He raised my head 'what's wrong?'. Before I got to answer we were already let in. They showed us to our table and we sat across each other. They shortly brought us our menus. We started with some kind of appetizer plus some wine. We talked about his practice and his upcoming match with Ajax. 'I need to ask you something'. His face was kinda worried 'what, is something wrong?'. 'No. Not at all' he gave me a smirk. He took my hand across the table and looked at me in the eyes. HE then quickly looked at his sleeve and then took a deep breath. Gosh I swear I thought he was going to ask me to marry him. 'well, I've been wondering for a while. Since things have happened between us and words have been said'. My heart started pounding faster than it should. He looked back at me in the eyes 'Will you be my girlfriend?'. My heart skipped a beat. 'Oh my god, Ney, of course' I put my other hand on his, then I remembered. 'But..'. 'What? But what?'. 'Don't you remember, I'm leaving for Estonia in four days. I'm not going to see you at all. We'll be 3000 miles apart. The commitment, can we handle it? I'll miss you so bad and I...' and I felt my throat go sore. I felt my eyes filling with tears and I looked at him. 'No babe please don't cry, please don't' he took tighter grab of my hand. 'We're going to make this work. Want to know how? Because I love you. I love you and I'm not planning on letting you go. I'll come to see you as much as possible and I'll fly you over to Spain or even Brazil if you want to. We both have Skype and phones. I'll call you every night. Every night I'll call you just to say I love you. Brit, I promise, we're going to make this work'. I had taken control of my tears and took a deep breath. I looked at him in the eyes. 'Yes'. We both smiled and he kissed the top of my hand.
After the restaurant we went for a walk at the port. The late sunset was beautiful and the air was still warm. We walked to the end of a bridge and stopped there. The water was still and calm. Ney took my hand and turned my body towards his. He searched his pocket for something then took out a little velvet box. He then got on one knee. He saw that I was really confused. 'No Brit, don't worry this isn't a marriage proposal' I relaxed a bit. 'This is a promise ring' he then opened the box. there was a beautiful silver ring with a little diamond on it. 'With this ring, I give you a Promise. Wherever you are you have my promise with you. It'll remind you of me and how much I love you. Will you accept this as a token of my love?'. I smiled and felt a happy tear roll down my cheek. 'Yes, Neymar. Oh my god yes'. He slipped the ring on my finger and stood up. He threw his hand around my waist as tightly as he could and I wrapped my hands around his neck. I could smell his cologne and I could touch his hair with one hand. He then pulled away and looked me in the eyes. He leaned in and kissed me. I can't describe my feelings what I was feeling at the moment. Could my life get anymore perfect?

I think I love you

Chapter 5

I hadn't seen him about two days, cause he had long practices and an important game coming. I had a week left in Barcelona. I didn't know how things were going to be when we went back to Estonia. I truly had no idea. My phone started ringing. I looked at the screen and my face lid up. 'Hello'. 'Hey Brit, how's it going?'. 'Pretty well, and you?'. 'Good too except the fact that I haven't seen you for 2 days. Listen, there's a party tonight. We're celebrating our team's birthday and I was wondering if you and Jess wanted to come'. 'Sure, we'd love to. what'd the dress code?'. 'Black tie. I'll pick you up at 10pm'. 'Okay, bye'. Well, we're screwed. We hadn't took any dresses or high heels with us, damn. 'Jess, we have to go shopping for something fancy'. 'Why?'. 'Ney invited us to the team's birthday celebration'. There was silence for a bit and then she jumped out of the bathroom all dressed up. 'Let's go'.
We shopped for about 3 hours til we found the perfect outfits. We got back at 7pm and decided to have a quick snack. Soon we started getting ready, it took us about an hour, and finally, we were ready at 9:50pm. Our outfits: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=106012490. When we reached the hotel's main door. He was already there. Leaning on his white Audi, black suit on. As we walked towards the car, his eyes went wide open. 'Wow, girls, you look stunning'. We smiled and he opened the doors for us. He closed the door after Jess and then looked at me. His eyes moved from my feet to my face. He slightly bit his lip and smiled at me. I sat in the car and he closed the door.
We soon reached the night club that the party took place in. There was a red carpet in front of us. Me and Jess walked side to side, and Ney walked behind us. We stood for a sec so that the paparazzi could take their photos, then moved on. Ok, that was something new. We entered the club and there was a tall security guy standing in front of us. He looked at Neymar and asked something in Spanish, Ney replied and then he let us in. We moved through the crowd and then reached the bar. 'Would you girls like anything? Everything's on the house tonight'. 'Yeah okay, but we don't know what to choose..'. He then told the bartender something. 'You'll get your drinks shortly. But I have to go for a sec, I need to find Pique' he the kissed me on the cheek and left. The bartender handed us something greenish or blueish, I couldn't tell in the dark. Anyway, it tasted really good. We ordered some more and then went to dance. Those cocktails made us, how can I say, more lively. We were having a lot of fun and then I felt someone grabbing my waist from behind. I turned around to see Neymar. I could smell the alcohol in his breath and he was also a bit tipsy. 'sorry I was gone for so long'. 'Don't worry, we had fun with Jess..' I looked behind my back and she wasn't there anymore. I didn't make a fuss about it because she had her phone with her and she probably went to dance with another guy. We went to the bar with Ney and had a few drinks more. after that we went dancing again. This time things got, well, hot on the dance floor. I really didn't know i could dance like that. Oh, sweet alcohol. We got tired and we decided to go and breathe some fresh air. We walked around the corner and stopped there. I leaned on the wall to rest and Ney came towards me. He handed me his jacket and then stood in front of me. He slowly came towards me and placed his hand on the wall beside me. He then leaned in and kissed me. I could taste the alcohol on his lips. He then pulled away, but he still was close. He then continued kissing me. But this time he placed his hand on my hips and came closer. One kiss turned into a heated make out session. After a while we decided to go to his place. I was obviously drunk and didn't think about Jess. Ney called a taxi and we drove to his sea side apartment. When we went up the elevator we could barely keep our hands off each other. He closed the door behind us and pressed me againts the wall. Thus again a make out session. Sweet baby jesus. He then led me into the bedroom and pushed me on the king sized bed. In fifteen seconds the high heels were off and I was in my underwear. He took his shirt off and climbed on. Ok, enough details for now.
The next morning I woke up to the sunlight that was coming from between the curtains. I looked to my right and he was still sleeping. Heavily. I kissed him on the forehead and slowly sat up. I climbed out of the bed and looked around the room for something to cover my naked body. I found one of his T-shirts and put it on. I went into the kitchen and looked into the fridge for something to make breakfast out of. I found some milk and eggs and decided to make chocolate-chip pancakes. I mixed up the dough and heated the pan. I started to fry the pancakes. I just flipped on over and then felt two arms grab around my waist. I smiled, 'Good morning'. 'Morning'. I finished cooking and we ate practically all the pancakes. What can I say, the bedroom isn't the only place I'm good at. We sat down on the couch and turned the tv on. Ney lied down and I lied on his chest. We put on the news. Had closed my eyes, but i opened them when I heard someone say Neymar on the news. I opened my eyes and found a picture of us on the screen. Oh my god. It was taken when we were outside of the club. Around the corner. Well, what can I do. I looked at Ney's face and he was kinda shocked. I couldn't and i started laughing. 'Well, we're screwed'. 'We were so drunk we didn't even notice people taking pictures of us'. I sat up and put my face in my hands. I couldn't stop laughing, i don't know why. 'What's so funny' he said and sat up also. He started tickling me. Tickling was my only weakness, seriously. I hit him with a pillow and jumped off the couch. 'Oh no, it's on' he jumped after me. I ran away from him. He chased me and we still ended up on the couch. We lied there and he was holding me with a tight grip, that I wouldn't run away again. We calmed down and ended up in the same position like we were first on the couch. We watched tv and cuddled, could it get anymore better? 'I think I love you' slipped from his lips. My heart dropped and i looked at him in the eyes. I leaned in and kissed him softly. I pulled away 'I think I love you too'.
After an hour or so we were still lying on the couch. Then I realized something. WHERE THE FUCK WAS JESS. 'Babe, I don't know where Jess is'. 'well try calling her'. I found my phone and dialed her number. She wasn't answering. 'God, I'm worried now'. 'Don't worry, we'll find her'. we got up and went to the club. We sat in Ney's car and he started to call his teammates. During one call he sighed of relief and ended the call. 'I know where she is'. We drove in front of a house. He rang the doorbell and guess who answered it. Alexis Sanchez himself. I wanted to laugh but I held it in. Jess walked behind him. 'there you are' i saw her and hugged her.

I love seeing you smile

Chapter 4

I wasn't sure what I was feeling for Neymar. I was extremely attracted to him. But I didn't know him that well yet. One thing I was sure about, I wanted to see him again and I hoped he would call. I layed on my bed. Thinking about him. I couldn't hep myself. It was like I'm 14 again and was having a huge crush on a boy. But I'm not a teen anymore, it had to be something else. My phone ringed, it was him. I was extatic and grabbed the phone. I tried to calm down and answered it. 'Hi Brit'. 'Hey Neymar, what's up?' I tried to talk like a normal person. 'Nothing much, I just wanted to ask, do you and your freind want to come watch our practice? You could sit by the field and I'd love to go out with you afterwards. I mean, with you and your friend'. 'Umm sure, why not. What time?'. 'I'll pick you up at 1pm'. 'Okay, bye'. I put my phone on the bed and looked at the clock, it was 12:30pm. 'Jess! Quickly get your ass out of bed! You're gonna see half naked Barca players!' with those words she stood up as fast as she could and searched for her pants.
At 1pm he was in front of the hotel. He was driving a stunning white Audi R8. I have a fetish for motorcycles and cars, what can I do. He stood out of the car and opened the door for us. He greeted Jess with a hug and me with a kiss on the cheek. We sat into the car and drove off. When we reached Camp Nou Ney left for the locker room after seeing us to our seats.
All through the practice I only stared at him. How could a human being be so perfect? So flawless? So freaking hot? I swear he's god sent. Every time he got a chance he looked at me. I smiled every time. Jess was staring at Alexis like she was on crack or something. I swear she even drooled a bit.
After the practice we went for lunch. We sat in the car and Neymar told us to wait for a bit. He ran back to the building and when he walked back, he had another man with him. Then I realized who it was, I giggled and then stared at Jess. I gave her a perverted smile then pointed at the window. She dropped her phone on the car floor and started blushing. She was sitting in the back and I was in the front next to Ney, so, Jess had to sit next to Alexis in the back seat. I smiled at Alexis when he entered the car as a greeting, then quickly looked at Jess for a second. I thought she was going to pass out. 'Hope you don't mind' Alexis looked at Jess. 'No, not at all' she smiled back, on the edge of happy tears. We drove to a cute little cafe and took a table. The food in Barcelona was absolutely delicious. We finished eating and had a chat. Neymar stood up and asked me to come along. I winked at Jess then took Ney's hand. We walked around the corner. 'About last night. What happened. Was that okay with you or was I coming on too fast or...'. 'Everything's okay Neymar. Last night was perfect. I wouldn't have changed anything'. 'Not even that, what happened at the hotel?'. 'No, not even that' and I smiled. 'So... can I do it again?'. I looked up at him and smiled, hoping he would get the hint. And oh believe me, he did. Once again, he pressed his lips onto mine and wasn't keen on the idea of letting me go. When he pulled away I looked at the ground and smiled. He raised my head 'don't look down, I love seeing you smile'.

The start of something new

Chapter 3

The next day, like he promised, he called. He asked me out on a date. Ofcourse I said yes, who wouldn't say yes to Neymar. He told me to put on something warm and we would meet at 9pm in front of my hotel. Jess was exvited for me and helped me get ready. I put on a pair of blue skinny jeans, black tanktop, a brown leather jacket and black flats. I tied my hair up and put on some mascara and lipgloss. Nothing special. I hadn't took any fancy clothes with me, who would've thought that i was going out on a date with Neymar. Jess hugged me goodbye and I was off. He was already waiting in front of the hotel. He was leaning on a wall and exploring is phone. I absolutely LOVE his style. He's so handsome I can't handle myself. When he noticed me he put his phone in his pocket and smiled at me. 'Hi, you look great' he smiled and kissed me on the cheek. Brazilians, ugh. 'Not so bad yourself' I smiled back at him. I wrapped my arm around his and we walked off. I actually liked that we were on foot, cars make things too fancy, and the fresh air and the beautiful city lights. Barcelona was so beautiful in the dark. All the cute little cafes and old couples sitting on benches. It was like out of a romance novel or movie. 'Like spending time in Barcelona?' he started the coversation. 'Yes, it's absolutely wonderful. But the fact that it's Barca's home town, makes it even more fantastic'. 'So I quess you're a fan?'. 'A big fan'. We continued walking through the city, until we reached the seaside. There was a little house in the middle of the beach. We walked to it and up the little stairs. It had a big porch with a little sofa on it, and in front of it there was a low table with wine and food on it. We sat down and Ney gave me a blanket, that i wouldn't get cold. We talked and talked for hours. We drank wine and laughed. We talked about our past and our childhood. We discussed our love for football and different players. 'I really like you, Brit'. 'I really like you too, you're hot' I was getting a little tipsy, so don't mind what I say. I jumped off the couch 'let's go for a walk on the beach'. He smiled and stood up. We walked down the waterline and held hands. I was feeling funny so I started to run and jump. Ney followed me but he didn't bounce and jump like me. Afterall, he was a gentlemen. He caught up with me and grabbed hold of me. We laughed. Suddenly we fell onto the sand and just layed there. We stared into eachother's eyes and didn't say a word. I heard the waves crash on the white sand and then calming again. That moment couldn't get anymore perfect. 

***

After we left the beach he walked me back to the hotel. We had had the most wonderful night. He really was an amazing guy with an amazing personality. On top of that he was drop dead handsome too. I adored him as a person. I really liked him.

When we reached my hotel we hugged and said our goodbyes. I was walking towards the elevator when I heard him. 'Brit, wait' he ran back to me and quess what, he kissed me. Right then, right that moment, he ran to me and kissed me. It was the start of something. He smiled and walked off. I felt like flying when I exited the elevator. I open our room door and threw myself on the bed. 'So, how did it go?'. 'Magically'.

Mes que un club

Chapter 2

I was packing my suitcase when my phone started ringing, it was Jess. 'What time do I have to be at your place?'. 'Come at about 7pm, we leave for the airport at 11pm'. 'Sounds good'. I hadn't been to Barcelona before,  so I didn't really know what to expect. I packed all my summer clothes I could find and only one sweater and a pair of jeans, at this time it was like +30 degrees in Barcelona. When I threw my last tank top into the suitcase, I had to sit on it to get it closed. Typicial girl problems. Finally I got it closed and pushed it next to the door. Someone knocked on my door and then slowly opened it, my mum, ofcourse. 'So, done packing?'. 'Yup, got a pretty good workout closing it' and I pointed at the bulging suitcase next to the door. 'Are you happy about your present?'. 'You still ask. Ofcourse I am, I'm over the moon as you can see. I'm gonna see my all time favorite team play, I'm going to be at Barcelona for two weeks. Who wouldn't be happy'. 'Ok, but please just be safe and don't get into any trouble, and don't talk to strangers and...'. 'Mum, calm down, we're not 12 anymore, we're big girls, alright. I promise you everything is going to be ok'. My mum smiled and hugged me, she went downstairs to make a snack before Jess gets here. About 15min later my mum called for me, Jess was at the door. I helped her in and dragged her 100 ton suitcase in. 'What you got in here, an elephant?'. 'Don't worry, I'm going to buy another one at Barcelona'. 'Why?'. 'Well, Alexis needs to fit somewhere too'. 

We left at about 10:45pm for the airport. Our plane was leaving at 1am and we had to be two hours earlier there. My dad dragged our suitcases into the car and closed the trunk door heavily. 'I'm getting too old for this' and smiled. We drove off and finally reached the airport. My mum and dad sent us to check in and then said their goodbyes. 'Be good girls, ok?'. 'And call me as soon as you're at your hotel'. 'Okay mum, okay dad. Love you too, bye for now'. They went and waved at the exit. We did our check in's, security and stuff and finally sat down in front of the boarding gate. Soon they started boarding and we sat down in the plane. 'Welll cow face, this is the start of our adventure' Jess pat me on the knee. 'I really hope we don't get raped or something'. 'Well, if the raper's cute, I don't really mind'. 'You sick bastard'. Soon the plane took off, magically, it seemed to me.

***

We landed in Barcelona at 4am, straight from the airport to the hotel. It was near the sea, so we had an amazing view from our room. Jess wanted to sleep a bit more but I stayed up and enjoyed the sunrise. I stood on the balcony with a cup of coffee and just stared onto the sea. Soon Jess woke up too and joined me. We talked about our plans for the day. We wanted to see some famous landmarks and go to the beach, and ofcourse go to Starbucks an KFC. We left the hotel at about 9am and came back about 6hours later. We had already seen so many beautiful people and places, Starbuck and KFC among them, ofcourse. We took our towels and hit the beach, it was a beautiful sunny day and the water was still. The Barca game was tomorrow. And I can't describe with words, how excited we were. 

Later that day we were sitting in our hotel room, enjoying the limitless room service, we were staying at a 5star hotel. It was like getting spoiled. We ended our day with a cider and then went to bed. We couldn't wait for tomorrow.

***

As soon as we woke up we went to the beach. Had a few coctails there and then returned to our room, we had to get ready. We were going to see more of the city and then straight to Camp Nou. I put on my Barca shirt and Jess grabbed her scarf, we were ready to go. 

We had a fantastic time at the city, people are so kind here. 

At 7pm we were already sitting at Camp Nou, the game was going to start at 8:30pm, so we had time to explore the stadium. We didn't see any players, and unfortunatelly didn't find the locker room either, sigh. We fooled around for a bit then sat back down at our seats. We were sitting third row in the Barca fan sector. It was the perfect seat for me, because in the second half, I could see all the beautiful goals, that Barca I was sure was going to score. The match was Barca vs PSG. David Beckham was on the other team, oh my, too much hotness. 

The match started and it was quite equal during the first 10 minutes. Then PSG started taking over. First 1:0, then 2:0. PSG was winning, but I didn't lose hope, I believed in barca, I always had. The second half started and Barca came full on. They were kinda furious and pushed right from the start of the second half. Then it started. 1:2, then 20 minutes later 2:2. I knew it, i hadn't lost hope and was filled with joy. I saw that Barca was eagre to win, I saw it in their tactic and movements. 

The last 2 minutes were critical, Barca was desprate to win. Then it happened. Xavi came running from the middle, then passed to Iniesta, he passed it to Messi who worked his way to the right of the goal and centred the ball to Neymar, who scored a beauuuuuutiful winning goal. He was too happy to describe, he came to the edge of the sector and screamed something in spanish, I didn't understand. Then, something different happened, we made eyecontact, for like 15sec or so. The ending whistle broke it off and he smiled at me, then ran off. I didn't fully understand what just happened, but i was convinced that it wasn't usual. I snapped out of it when Jess started shaking be. 'Brit! Brit, what just happened?'. 'I have no idea'. Fans started pouring out of the stadium singing and dancing, full of joy. We were walking down the hallway laughing and cheering. Suddenly I felt someone grab my shoulder. I turned around and found a large man, who looked like a security guard. 'Can you two ladies come with me? A player hinself asked for you'. 'Umm, sure, okay' I barely got out of my mouth. Was this too good to be true? We went through a staff entrance into a long hallway, we reached a red door, that had  written Mes que un club on it. The man opened it and I suddenly felt like I had died and gone to heaven. Fc Barcelona players, all half naked. Sweet baby jesus. Can this be? Then I saw him, he just had put his team shirt on and then noticed me. He smiled and walked towards me. He led me out of the room into the hallway. Jess didn't even notice, she had spotted Alexis, and at that moment, it was impossible to get her out of that room. 'Hi, my name's Neymar. What's yours?' he started. 'Britain, Brit, fir short' and we shook hands. 'So you're a Barca fan?' he smiled pointing at my shirt. We were wearing matching ones. 'Since day one'. 'I couldn't help but notice you from the sector. I was wondering, if I, umm... Could get your number?'. I was shocked and happy at the same time. I tried not to look all creepy and obsessed. 'Ok, sure, why not. But I don't have a pen or paper on me'. 'Oh, no problem' he opened the locker room's door and asked the big guy for a marker. Then he closed it and handed to me. Was confused about the paper for a sec but then he held his hand towards me. I smiled and then wrote my number in the palm of his hand. I handed the marker back to him and smiled. He thanked me and promised to call. 'How long are you staying in Barcelona?'. 'For another two weeks'. 'Oh, that's amazing'. We said goodbye and he hugged me. Right before he closed the door, he winked at me. Oh my god, this is so surreal. It can't be abything close to real. Am I dreaming? I walked slowly down the hallway then heard the door close behind my back. Oh yeah, Jess was there too. 'What the actual fuck just happened?'. 'I don't really know'. 'You gave him your number didn't you?'. 'How did you know?'. 'He came back into the room and started doing some kind of happy dance I think. He was all smiles and showed all the guys his palm'.

Blaugrana nights

Chapter 1

I closed the front door and threw myself on the couch. My legs were still pounding from football practice. Luckily it was a friday and I didn't have to worry about homework or such. I unpacked my training clothes and took a shower. After that I put my pajama on and tied my hair into a bun. I sat down on the couch in front of the tv and switched it on. It was football night. My favorite team was playing, Fc Barcelona. I put the popcorn into the microwave and searched the fridge for  anything else edible. I heard a knock on the door, it was my friend, Jessy. We watched every Barca match together and called them 'blaugrana nights'. 'Sup nigga'. 'hey cow face'. She took her coat off and I handed her the popcorn. I told her to go to the living room whilst I pour our drinks. 'What will the ending score be tonight?'. 'Don't even know, Milan is quite good, and that Balotelli dude, perhaps 2:1 for Barca'. I put our cokes on the table and jumped on the couch and hit Jess with a pillow. 'hey staahp'. The match started and we were so excited. I was wearing my Barca shirt and Jess her scarf. Jessy's all time favorite from Barca was Alexis. I swear he was a god to her, I wouldn't be surprised if she had an altar in her room. I didn't really have a favorite, I liked them all, but I loved them as as a whole. Barca had been my favorite team since day one.
The match was really interesting and packed with surprises. Barca won 3:1, two for Messi, and one for Pique. There was a new player, Neymar, who everyone thought was a superstar. I wasn't really convinced yet, but he held himself quite good during that match. Jess went home, because it was getting late and she had to meet up with somebody. she didn't tell me who with. I sent her off and went back in front of the tv. It was 8pm, my parents weren't coming home for another 2 hours. It was their anniversary and they went out to eat. Ok, I'll use this time to tell you something about myself. I'm an Estonian girl, my name is Britain, Brit for short. That's an unusual name for an Estonian, but my parents are unusual too. Anyway, I'm 17 about to turn 18 on the 31 March. My passion for football started when i was 12. I play for my home team with Jess and with plenty of my other good friends.
It was already 11pm and my parents still weren't at home. I called my mum and they had just pulled into the driveway. 'Hey honey we're home, did Jess come over?'. 'Yeah, she left two hours ago'. 'Who won the match?' my dad asked, he was a big football fan like me. I quess that's where I got it. 'Barca won 3:1'. 'I KNEW IT!'. My dad went to take a shower and after my mom changed her clothes she came and sat next to me. 'So, it's your birthday soon. Any particular wishes?'. 'Nothing special, just a Ferrari and an iPhone 5'. My mum laughed and told me to dream on. 'No mum, i don't want anything special'.
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Time passed as i had a normal weekend. Played some football and chilled with my friends. It was sunday night and my birthday was tomorrow. The next day was monday so I didn't have to go to school. What a luxury. I went to bed at about 1am. I wasn't really excited about my birthday, just another normal day for me. Only that was exciting that I was turning 18, I was becoming and adult or something close to that.
The next morning I woke up at 10am, my alarm was ringing. I didn't remember turning that on. I couldn't fall asleep anymore anyway so I went downstairs. There was a box on the table with a note 'open me'. I slowly raised the lid and I was truly amazed. It was a beautiful cake, on it there was my last name and my uniform number, in a BARCA theme. I couldn't believe my eyes and I stared at it for about 2 minutes. Suddenly i heard someone from the living room. I slowly walked towards the corner and listened for a second. Silence. I then quickly jumped around the corner and found three persons standind in the middle of the room with blue and red balloons. It was my mum, dad and Jess. I got over the shock and ran over to hug them. 'Oh my god, I loved the cake and this, best birthday ever!'. 'Oh wait Brit, it's gonna get better' Jessy winked at me. We sat around the table and ate cake. It was like heaven and unicorns in my mouth. We talked about what I was going to do for the day. 'Well, don't you want to know what your present is?'. 'Oh yeah, I've already forgot about that. so, spit it out, what is it'. My parents looked at eachother for a sec and smiled. 'You and Jess are flying to Barcelona for two weeks' my mom started. 'And wait, it gets better' my dad smiled and then continued, 'you're going to see Barca play live at Camp Nou'. What. The. Frick. My mouth fell open and I swear a piece of cake fell out. I was completely shocked. I was overwhelmed with happiness and couldn't move. 'Oh my god, mum, dad, I LOVE YOU'.