Chapter 5: I walked out of the elevator and searched through the corridors until I found door ‘102’. I knocked and a few seconds later, the door opened. I looked up and my eyes met a pair of hazel-green eyes, they looked so familiar and so did the guy standing at the door. I’m pretty sure I knew this guy but I just couldn’t put my finger on it. “Hi” he said. “H-hi. I’m Ariel, Nikes PR. I was sent to help Alberto?” I replied, nervously. [His POV]
Ariel.. Ariel? I’m sure I knew this girl, her big brown eyes and soft voice, was all so familiar. “Hi, I’m Neymar-” I smiled, but she interrupted me before I could say anything else. “Junior?” she asked. “What?” I said. “Neymar.. Junior?” she said. “Yes.. that’s me..” I replied and furrowed my eyebrows.
[Ariel’s POV - Flashback]
“Come on Ju” I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. He ran down the stairs in a white baggy shirt and blue shorts. “Let’s see them then” I said. He held up cleats, sprayed with a beautiful, gold colour. “Wow! Good job, Ju!” I smiled. “Hopefully one day, I get proper ones! Ones specially made for me!” he said. “Of course you will Ju! I'm bet you’ll be the best player in not only Brasil, but the world!” I said. “Thanks” he smiled. “Now let’s go!” I grabbed his hand and we pushed our way through the busy streets.
➡️Hi lovelies! Today’s match day! Good luck Barca! ❤️⬅️