"Are you sure?" I asked him nervously. Rafinha just nodded. "I mean sooner or later we're going to try and when it happens we don't have enough space here. And it would be our first real house as a couple, this apartment is nothing" he repeated. This time I nodded. Me and Rafa were walking through the streets like always and we talked about this and that when we saw this white big house with a sign in front of it saying "For Sale". And then we started talking about moving together. Yes I live with him, but it's more like his home, not ours. So we went inside the house and a lot of other couples looked at it too. I made a sad face knowing that someone else will buy it. "Don't worry amor, we're football players, they may be managers but they don't have our money" he whispered into my ear before the agent came to us and showed us every room. "I love it" I nearly whined. Rafinha grabbed my hand and I just wanted him to say it. Say it. Say that we want to buy it. Now.
He talked with her about things that I didn't understand I just realized that I grabbed his hand tighter and tighter until let out a little "ouch" and with this he freed his hand and laughed at me. I waited in the big room for Rafinha while he was talking to the woman and 10 minutes later he came in "That's our home now!"
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2 months later"Can you imagine that I really don't want to leave this house for the Copa?" I whined. "Oh baby it won't run away" he said and kneeled down to kiss my tummy. "And you little baby, stop making Mamá throw up okay?" he said and I giggled. "It will surely listen to you" I said and rolled my eyes. Me and Rafinha were decorating our new living room. It's giant and it has a large couch and a long armchair that makes it look like a one seat sofa. Me and Rafinha had so much fun doing this and since we know that there's a little baby inside of me everything's even more awesome. After tidying up, what Rafinha wanted to do because he didn't want me to carry too heavy things, we sat down in our new dining room and we were waiting for the guests. Today is the first party in this lovely house and I can't wait to see the lads and the wags again. Since I'm pregnant I didn't have much time, or more like I wasn't in the mood to go to the training sessions or to the matches. I loved my boys but I didn't want to throw up in the stadium. After some time the first guests arrived. Sergi started dating a model from Israel by the way, no not Bar, but she's also very beautiful and so so kind. I love her. Jordi came with a girl for the first time and you should've seen Pique's face when he saw her. I was so happy for him. Before backed down from hugging him he said "Well look who's here". I turned around and faced Hector. "Oh guapo I missed you" I whined into his ear as I hugged him and it seemed like everyone was there. For me it was like a pre wedding because it was the same guest list. So know I can see how they're partying and if they're going to destroy everything. After two hours what seemed like 5, the door rang again. I opened it and in 0.6 seconds my smile turned into a serious or even an angry face. "Am I too late?" he grinned at me. "What are you doing here" I whispered as he went into my house. Everyone from the sub23 greeted him and the older lads still didn't like him. I stared at him for the whole evening and when Rafa were in the garden with the boys and started the barbecue I went towards him. "Could you come with me for a second?" I smiled as unfriendly as I could. "Oh baby now?" he smiled and I rolled my eyes. He meant something totally different. I led him into the baby's room and closed the door behind him. "Again : What are you doing here?" I nearly screamed. "I have to look after my baby right" he said as he looked down on my tummy. I shook my head. "it's not yours José" I explained that I started having sex without protection WITH RAFINHA when me and Rafinha moved into this house. ''I could never destroy your career like this Pep.'' I said and he looked at the floor with a sad face. ''A lot of players are becoming a father at the age of 19- '' he said and I interrupted him ''just because Neymar became a father this early it doesn't mean that everyone does. You're too young José, and I'm getting married. We had fun, yes, but that was it. I never had feelings for you in the way I'm having feelings for Rafa. I'm sorry Gayá.'' I said as I was about to go out of the room again as he took me by the wrist. ''But you have to admit it'' he said and I looked at him confused. ''You have to admit that spanish boys are better than brazilian boys'' he said with a smile on his face reminding me of the week in Madrid. I laughed and shook my head. ''No'' I answered and he looked at me with an open mouth. I wrapped my hands around his neck. ''Just because you are better than the other boys I've slept with before it doesn't mean that spanish boys are better than brazilian'' I whispered and gave him one last kiss and he kissed me back. ''I'll miss this'' he said as I backed down and I nodded. I'll do too. It's not like I feel something for Gayá. The only thing I feel when I'm thinking about Gayá is lust. It's like that, when I did photoshoots for 10 hours, I just had to have fun. And Gayá entertained me. Maybe it's wrong and maybe I'll regret it in 10 years. But I enjoyed every single moment with him. We went back to the others and enjoyed the time. We were all looking forward to go to Chile in a few weeks. I'll cheer for Brazil and Argentina for sure. I promised to Agüero. I think that the Copa América will be amazing. I want to have the time of my life there and I look forward to our week in Brazil afterwards. I looked down at my tummy and spoke to my baby in my head. ''We'll see daddys home, my love. The sun will shine so bright that you'll see something through my tummy. It's going to be awesome my little baby.'' I thought and in that moment Rafinha hugged me from behind and gave me a kiss on the cheek. ''You can't imagine how much I love you both''.
Omg the first story is finiisheed! I hope you liked it! I hope you liked the ups and downs and to be honest I just realized that I wrote layed instead of laid in the whole story :(
There will be a second story, as I already said, during the Copa América. So except the fact that I got bored writing this story and had this idea for my other story [From Barcelona with love, you really should read it!] the last 3 1/2 months of school are going to start next week and I just have to concentrate on that because I just don't want to do this year again. After that I'll still have school but yeah idk how to describe it but the subjects I really have to learn for right now ( because I'm bad at them) won't be as important as before so that the only important subjects for me will be history, english, french, and biology. I hope you kinda understood what I was trying to say haha so whatever, I'll be back in June with Rafinha, but I'll be here with James Rodríguez all the way! It's not about Real or something! Visca el Barca forever but it's about a girl from Barcelona that falls for James after El Clásico. Thats the describtion:
Distance relationships. That's never been something for Alba García Rossi. Even two years before her au pair year in Barcelona she didn't want to have a boyfriend. She wanted to be free. She wanted to live her life like she wanted to and she didn't want to have a boyfriend who keeps her from doing this things. Well now, after her au pair year, Alba stayed in Barcelona with the best friends she got to know here. She had fun and enjoyed her college life. Everything was perfect. But what if she falls for a boy from Madrid the whole world knows? And what if there are some other boys who are causing that she can't think straight? How will she decide?I hope you'll read it!
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