𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 - phil foden

26

"what would you like?" phil asks me as we both look at the selection of food

"please can i have some sausage rolls and a chorizo roll." i say

"anything for you m'lady, go sit down i'll bring it over." he says smiling

"are you sure?" i ask

"totally." he replies

i walk over to the table where kyle and john are sat

"hey y/n." they both say

"hi guys, what you eating?" i ask

"chicken baguettes, they're the best." john says

"what are you waiting for?" kyle asks me

"oh phil's bring me over some food." i say

"aww such a gentleman." he replies

"how does it feel to have a human inside of you." john says

"when you put it like that it sounds quite overwhelming but i'm getting quite used to it now." i say just before phil comes and sits next to me with two plates of food

"what you guys talking about?" he says

"just the baby, thank you for the food." i say

"what gender do you two want?" kyle asks

"we talked about this earlier and we both kind of want a boy but don't mind." phil tells them while i eat

"gonna teach them football phil?" john asks

"no doubt." he replies smiling

"what if they get better than you." kyle says smirking

"we'll have to see won't we." phil says

more people come and sit down with their own plates of food from the buffet and we all talk. i've either eaten too much or this is just pregnancy sickness but i run to the bathroom and start throwing up. phil runs in behind me and rubs my back as i'm bent over the toilet.

"y/n everything okay?" dad says running in

"yeah..." i manage to say before throwing up again

"has this happened before phil?" dad asks him

"yes it's just morning sickness but not in the morning." phil tells him

i stand back up slowly and walk back to the dining room with dad and phil

"what happened?" mason asks as we re enter the room

"she threw up." phil tells them

"annoyingly this is part of the pregnancy." dad says

phil pulls my chair back out and i take a seat.

"are most people done?" jack asks

"yeah." the boys say

"should we play a game then?" 

"what were you thinking jack?" raheem asks

"21 dares?" jack suggests

"i'll leave you lot to it." dad says exiting the dining room

"cool so how many of us are there?" dec asks

"24 of us are here." trippier says

"ok so some people jsut won't get to play some rounds but it'll all work out." chilwell says

"lets go in the order we are sat in, starting with jude?" saka says

"okay 1,2." bellingham says