Messi's Sister

Chapter 41

Adriana's POV

We had finally gotten to the shoot, and I was not really looking forward to it.

Neymar's publicist and Leo's publicist were fussing over us and trying to figure out what to do to get us more popular and liked. I guess Leo's publicist was now mine too... I guess you could call him a Messi publicist.

I should never talk again. Even though that was in my head.

"Aha! I got it!" yelled my publicist, with his lightbulb going on.

My publicist whispered something into Neymar's publicist ear, and her eyes lit up with excitement.

"OH. MY. GOD. YES!" She squealed. "I'll call Lionel for his approval!"

She got up and out of the room, already taking out her phone. A few minutes of having my makeup done, she came back in, grinning like a Cheshire cat. What was going on? Why was Neymar's publicist calling my brother?

"He said yes. With enthusiasm!" She squealed with a voice like a fangirl.

"Ok. I want to break the news. This is my job," He said, earning a protest from the young girl was supposed to manage Neymar.

No one can manage Neymar. I feel kind of bad for her.

"Okay, the two of us have come to a good idea, and we are going to share it with you. You hardly have a choice, so I will not accept any form of begging or bribery. Got it, kids?" He said, looking from one of us to the other. "I already contacted your brother, Adriana, and he is perfectly okay with it, in fact, he supports it." He said mysteriously.

I tried to sit patiently, but whatever they were planning probably was not going to go my way.

"We think, that just for more fans and people liking the both of you, that you two should date," Said the Messi publicist.

"WHAT?" I yelled, surprised.

Meanwhile, Neymar was just sitting down, smugly.

"This was your idea, wasn't it?" I said glaring at him.

"No, but I am totally cool with it," He said smirking. Then, he turned to the two mastermind behind this idea. "Will this require PDA? And Leo supported this?"

"Both yes!" Squealed Neymar's publicist.

"So, here is your story. You two met because of Leo, and then got into a modeling thing with him. It was an underwear thing, which is what is happening today, and you both see something that you like. Something that anyone would really like," she said, eyes drifting down Neymar's tight shirt. "But anyway, you flirted at the shoot, and started dating. We will have to keep up the public appearances, and lots and lots of PDA, so, there is no use in arguing. Got it?" She said, half squealing. To be fair, she was probably jealous.

"Wait, can I call my current boyfriend first? I don't want him to get any bad ideas about me cheating or anything," I said, worried that Cris wouldn't understand. But then again, while we were dating before Leo and a bit afterwards, he had to do some fake dating things, so I guess it should be fine.

"Yes, yes, of course. Go do that now," Said one of the publicists, handing me my phone.

I immediately texted Cris.

A: Cris, there is something I have to tell you

C: We're not breaking up, right? I don't want to break up. The season is about to end, then we can have some time all to ourselves, and it would be so great

A: No. Why do you always automatically assume we're breaking up?

C: You're stalling. What is it?