I got home late last night from SPG so I decided to sleep in which El didn't seem to like since she woke me up with a bloody pillow and looks about ready to kill me.
What the fuck did I do?
"YOU'RE A BLOODY WANKER" she yells as she continues to hit me with a pillow.
I manage to grab it from her before quickly throwing it away and pulling her down on the bed where I just hold her still.
"What did I do" I grumble out in a tired voice since I have no clue as to why she would be so mad at me.
"You left your suitcase in the middle of the hallway and then you left the kitchen looking like a bloody bomb site" she says and bites my arm that's holding her which causes me to let her go.
"OW" I squeak out.
I did do those things she said I did so I understand why she's mad about that but did she really have to wake me up?
With a pillow?
And fucking bite me?
"Serves you right you asshole" she huffs out before laying back down, putting her hands around my waist and her head on my chest.
"I'm sorry about that" I say and kiss her head "I love you" I add and she mumbles something into my chest "What" I ask with a laugh.
"I said. I love you too" she says and pulls me into a kiss "But you're still an asshole" I just laugh at her.
I'm getting pretty used to being called an asshole and most of the time she's right about it. Other times she's just really hormonal and we usually end up on the sofa with her crying into my chest.
I've learned that patience is very important when dealing with a pregnant lady and I don't think I've ever had to use as much patience as I have in the last couple of months.
"How are you feeling love" I ask her, she lets out a sigh and buries her head further into me.
"Your little devil spawn has been kicking me in the ribs for the last hour and it really bloody hurts" she says so I slowly sit up and put my hands on her stomach.
She pushes them away which confuses me but before I could ask, she sits up and moves so she's sitting in between my legs before taking my hands and placing them back on her stomach whilst leaning against my chest.
I can feel the kicks, and bloody hell, the little devil is going to town, I can definitely see why she's so irritated.
I start to gently rub her belly where the kicks are coming from and she moves my hands around from time to time until the little bean finally calms down a bit.
"Is it better now" I ask her as I continue to rub her belly and place kisses on the side of her head.
"Thank you" she says in a soft voice as she nods her head and closes her eyes.
I slowly get out of bed, careful not to wake her up, and throw on some shorts before going into Harry's room as he has just woken up from his nap.
"Hey bud, there's no need to cry" I pick him up from his bed and he rests his head on my shoulder "How about we go downstairs and grab a bite to eat before watching some Simpsons" I ask him since I haven't eaten yet and he's always up for stealing my food.
"Can we have coco bop" he asks in the most adorable tone, making me laugh and nod before going downstairs.
Although before doing anything else, I put the baby monitor in my room and turn it on so I'll be able to hear when El wakes up, to switch to another show.
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FanfictionSara Grey is a young footballer for arsenal, she hasn't had the easiest life but is trying to make the most of it. Sara has a temper often earning yellow cards because of it. She uses sarcasm and humor to cope with trauma which sometimes gets her in...