Double Trouble // Neymar Jr //

..Twenty-Eight..

"Keep him busy please Ana." I asked her as I hugged her, she pulled me toward her with eyebrows risen.

"How strong were your drinks, Neymar?" She said with a half smile, relaxing her eyebrows.

"Sorry, that's classified but I think I had around five."

"Five." She repeated.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"The fight was that bad?" She asked me while we walked through the hallway.

"No...I had a lot on my mind." I said slowly.

"What was on your mind?"

You.

"It wasn't really something solvable."

"Oh? Which was?" She pressed further, and I was hoping she would get the would get the hint and not press further but she still did.

She was so freaking stubborn but I liked that.

"Leave it alone." I said to her, and her eyebrows rose. Davi even gave me a look of confusion.

"Pai is drunk for sure." Davi nodded, and Ana laughed, tickling his side.

"Where did you learn that word?" She asked him. "Anyway, you have somewhere to be." She said with an attitude towards me.

I guess I deserved that.

"Keep him busy." I returned her attitude and she smirked, watching me leave as I didn't turn back at all. Not giving her any satisfaction of seeing me almost laugh.

I liked how we "fought".

Although all it really got me was a hug, but a really good one.

I needed to stop being mushy.

"Took you a while!" Thiago slapped my back and I got angry, because he knew it still hurt sometimes. I pushed him a little and he laughed.

"Aw, did someone not get his kiss yet?" David asked me with a laugh.

"Don't." I said seriously, and their faces changed. David kicked a ball at my feet.

"Come on man," Marcelo said, knowing what happened with Gabi. "We know that it's annoying to constantly be reminded of our shortcomings." he joked, and I ended up shrugging him off and pushing him back too. "Well calm down-"

"Don't give me that!" I yelled, and Marcelo's face hardened.

"Calm your attitude Da Silva. I'll put you in your place," he sternly said. "I'm not afraid to do it."

"Go ahead!" I was taking out my fustration on them and they were egging me on. Ana looked at me from afar with furrowed eyebrows, and she started walking over to our little group while the rest of the team was practicing in cliques.

"What's going on?" She asked me and my face immediately softened and the looks on my teammates faces turned into ones of amusement, knowing she was my weakness.

"They're being ignorant." I pointed at them with my thumb. "I'm going to sit out, I'm not dealing with this." I started walking and her hand gripped around mine.

"Really?" She shook her head at me and all I could think about is why was she touching me now? David started laughing at her little display of her control over me. "I'll practice in a minute-" she caught herself, and her lips folded in.

"For what?" I asked her suspiciously.

"Just to gain skill, what?" Her voice drew on in a high pitched tone.