𝗧𝗪𝗢 𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗨𝗦 ; 𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘮𝘢𝘳 𝘫𝘳 [SEQUAL - COMPLETE]

chapter seventeen

PARIS, FRANCE

i ran my hands through neymars hair as he laid on my stomach, i turned up my music as his singing grew louder. my poor children.. "noelle?" his voice called out, looking up at me.

i pulled out my headphones, looking down at him. "yeah?" i replied, smiling as he pulled himself up. he grabbed his phone from the coffee table, passing me my water as he did so.

"my parents are here." he passed me his phone and showed me the messages on his groupchat. i laughed out as i scrolled up through the messages, seeing as his parents argued rafaella would just send selfies.

"before mine? that never happens." i teased, watching as he ran a hand through his hair. he hadn't seen them since they broke up, "ney, it'll be fine. go wake davi up, and i'll hold the fort down." i smiled at him, watching as his demeanour lightened.

he pressed a small kiss to my lips, running over to his sons bedroom. i shook my head at him, taking what felt like hours to get up from the couch. "you a bitch." i insulted the couch, immediately apologising after.

i made my way over to the kitchen, pulling the bread from the oven. me and neymar had invited out families over since we hadn't really seen them, which sounded like a good idea then.. but ever since we asked it's just been stressful.

"can i have some?" a sleepy davi asked me as i cut up the fruit. i let out a small laugh and nodded, watching as he picked at the food that i sat down.

the door opened, bickering filled the room as i let out a small sigh looking over at neymar. he rolled his eyes and smiled forcefully at his family, rafaella running over to me.

i laughed out and wrapped my arms around her, both neymar sr and nadine rushing towards me. i steadied myself as they crouched down and neymar ran behind me, holding onto my hands.

"talvez dizer olá para a mãe?" neymar told his parents as they apologised and stood up, giving me small hugs. neymar rolled his eyes, kissing my cheek as they made their way over to davi.
(maybe say hello to the mother?)

"do two shots. one for me, and one for you." i cried out, laying my head on his chest as he smiled softly. "put these on the coffee table?" i asked as he obliged, making his way over to the living area.

i watched as the door opened once again, this time it was my family barging in. "oh there she is." my dad held his arms out, i smiled and hugged each of them before they looked down at my bump.

"jesus." harry laughed out, "can you even walk? does neymar carry you everywhere?" he joked, giving me a small hug and ripped a slice of the bread that i had just made.

i smacked the back of his head, smiling over at his girlfriend. "hey." neymar walked over, now he was hugging each of them as i sat down on the stool. "you okay?" he asked as i nodded, interlocking our fingers.

"are you sure you're up to having us here? if it's too much we can go stay at a hotel ducky." my mother pressed a kiss to my head. neymar smiled at her sweetly, telling her it wasn't a problem.

my eyes widened as i sat up, his neck snapping to look at me as i fidgeted in my seat. "two footballers having babies is not a good idea.. these little bastards can kick." his hands moved towards the bump, feeling them as he laughed out.

"oh meu deus!" he blinked a few times, i couldn't help but smile as his eyes started watering. every time they decided to kick or move he was either at practice, or running from the other side of the house and never making it in time.
(oh my god!)

i placed my hand on his cheek and leant into him as he wrapped his arms around me. "i'm texting leo." he grabbed his phone and i shook my head, smiling at my parents who were now crying.

"now you've got them going." harry groaned out, walking away as ana apologised and ran after him. i held onto neymars arm as he focused on his phone, pulling myself up.

"go relax. i'll finish up here." my mother ushered me away, neymar pulling me away from the kitchen. i threw my arms up, walking into the living room.

"i'm pregnant, i can still do stuff.." i complained, neymar laughing at my small outburst. he sat me down on the chair, pulling me so i was laid on him. 

we watched as our families intertwined, never failing to laugh at the language barrier as they tried to talk about things. "we could run away, move to egypt." he whispered.

"how many times have you asked me to run away? and i always say yes.. so." i ran my fingers along his arm, feeling him slowly relax into the chair.

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the day had been hectic, neymar sported a black eye after davi pelted a ball into his face, harry had found the tequila i was saving for when i finally could drink and was passed out in the garden. did i move him? no.

neymar relaxed back into the bed, finally getting a break from stopping his parents from fighting each other the whole day. i kissed his lips softly, a smile making its way onto his face.

"you okay? you comfortable?" he passed me another pillow, i bit down on my lip as he watched me intently making sure i was okay.

"i'm perfect neymar." i rested my hand on his chest, pushing him back down so he could rest. "get some sleep, dream about me actually being able to lift my feet up off the ground." i joked.

he hid his face in the crook of my neck, pulling me closer to him as his eyes drooped closed. "good night, i love you." i whispered, pressing a kiss to his temple.

"boa noite eu te amo mais." he mumbled softly, one arm wrapped around me and his other hand laid sweetly ontop of the bump which seemed to grow bigger every second.

i let out a small sigh of content, running hands down his tattooed spine as his body grew heavy and his breaths following the same pattern. god, i love this man.

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shitty chapter i apologise,
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