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time skip - a few weeks later

"babe are you ready to go" Phil shouts from the bottom of the stairs. i shout back "yeah" while putting my shoes on .

me and Phil leave the house and drive to Wembley for a England home game.

England win 3-1.

Phil was on the bench the whole game so i was sitting next to him the whole time. he was being really touchy the whole time we were sitting on the bench. i just ignored it.

we were walking back to the car and he came and held my hand "Phil are you ok" i ask "yeah of course, why" he says "just cause you are being really touchy" i say "what do you not want me to touch you" he says letting go of my hand and moving away from me a bit.

"of course i do Phil" i say smiling. "i just want you y/n" he says smirking "well you will have to wait till we are home , won't you" i say laughing a bit . he runs to the car "hurry up then" he says looking back at me. i walk a bit faster laughing watching him run cause he wanted me so bad.

⚠️smut⚠️ he drives us back to mine and as soon as i shut the front door Phil ran up to the bedroom dragging me along , went we got up there he immediately pushed me against the wall and started kissing me very intensely. "i love you so much y/n" he says "i love you too Phil" i say going back to kissing him. Phil took his top off , i look down at his abs and run my fingers on them "eyes up baby" he say pushing my chin up so he can kiss me again. he takes of my t-shirt and jeans off and throws them on the floor behind us. i was left in a red bra and thong Phil was staring at my boobs while putting his hand on my arse and squeezing it causing me to let out light moans. He moves his lips from my lips and starts placing hickeys all over my boobs . "Phil i need you now" i say pushing his head of me. he smirked and me and carried me over to the bed he put me down and hovered over the top of me . he unclipped my bra and threw them onto the pile of clothes that had been created by them getting thrown around along with my thong. i pull down his boxers , he goes into the bedside table on his side of the bed look for a condom "shit , i don't have a condom" he says "it's fine , we want a baby anyway" i say while smirking. he smirks back and sticks it in causing me to moan loudly. he thrusts in and out of me harder each time. he carried on until i felt the sensation start to build up in my stomach "fuck" i say tipping my head back "i'm right behind you babe" Phil says. he goes to pull out "no don't" i say breathing heavily. "you sure" he say "mhm" i say struggling to form my words properly. he were both at our high at the same time. Phil grunted while i was a moaning mess. Phil carried on for a few moments . he takes his dick out of me and lays next to me , both of us breathing heavily "that was amazing" he says "mhm" i mumble . ⚠️end of smut⚠️

i put my underwear back on a Phil puts his boxers back on. "i'm so tired" i say lying down in bed "me too" Phil says while also getting into bed while laying his head on my boobs. i run my hands through his hair until we both fall asleep.

time skip - 1 month later

i was watching the boys train but mainly there for Phil when i all of a sudden i felt like i was going to throw up so i got up and ran to the toilets. Phil saw i was running in so he came to check on me. he came in to the girls toilets and saw that there was one cubicle locked.

he came closer the door "are you alright babe" he asks sounding concerned "not really" i say . i get up and unlock the door and Phil goes to pull me in for a hug i quickly turn back to toilet and throw up again . Phil comes and holds my hair and rubs my back. "are you pregnant?" he asks "i don't know i need to take a test"

"ok i will go get one i will be 5 minutes , stay here" he says running out of the bathroom. 5 minutes later he comes back holding a box of pregnancy test. i do one and we wait for a bit "what if i'm pregnant" i say sitting up on the sink. "then i will be the luckiest man ever a beautiful wife and a child" he says standing between my legs putting his hands on my waist

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