The Brázilian boy

Just do it

Macy POV

"Hello I'm Macy Ronaldo I'm here to visit my brother Chris Ronaldo" I said looking at the man who was guarding the chill room, that's the room where the players relax before a game yes my brother is christiano Ronaldo but everyone calls him Ronaldo except for me his Chris

"Yeah good try kid" he said laughing and crossing his arms

Is pig this I'm joking? Just because Chris is the most famous person in the world doesn't mean he can't have a sister

"You've got to be kidding me you think I'd joke about something so stupid" I said crossing my arms it was a little intimidating he was so tall he looked down at me

"You'd be surprised how Many girls told me this exact same thing, pretty girls with great legs" he winked

Yuck what a pedophile he looked about sixty years old I was only eighteen I shook my head guess I got to do it the old fashioned way to call for Chris

"CHRIS CHRIS CHRIIISS" I yelled at the top off my lungs as I suspected Chris came running

"Macy" he said looking at me smiling

"This pineapple head wouldn't let me in" I said pointing at the man who looked like he was about to shit himself

"Why wouldn't you let my sister in" Chris said looking at the Man Chris was pretty scary when he wanted to be then he burst out laughing "man it's cool but next time you better let her in"

"Okay sir yes sir" the man said walking away

"I haven't seen you in a month" I sigh " I actually miss my big bro" I gave him a hug

"I missed you too, has uncle mark been looking after you we'll?" He asked

"I'm not a kid I can look after myself I don't get why you had to put him in this" I sighed dramatically letting go off our hug

We began walking in and saw the rest off the team I was not good at names I never even watched football but it doesn't take a genius to realise that two teams that are vs each other shouldn't be hanging around

"Portugal vs Brazil" he said laughing "we got this" he said confidently

"The only thing you've got is hair gel" someone said standing up and walking towards us

I laughed hysterically it was true my brother cared about his hair and looks so much

"Hey" my brother said punching me in the arm

"I'm not the one who said it your friend did"

"Neymar" the boy said smiling and walking away

He was breath taking he was so beautiful

"So you don't like mark he paid for your whole flight here" Chris said

"He treats me like I'm three, I don't get it I'm mature I've never done anything wrong yet he thinks I can't stay home alone for a few years"

"Four years Macy, I will not see my sister for four years that crazy I grew up with you mom and dad would off wanted us to stick together"

"I know but this is your life I don't care about football I think it's stupid" I said honestly

"People love me Macy" he said smiling "do you know how much money I make just by touching the ball"

"Millions I guess" i laughed "I don't care about the money"

"But you care enough about me to come all the way to Brazil so that proves you want to live here"

"Of course I care about you your my brother" I said