𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭! ➪ 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐮

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒𝟐 | "𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞"

luna martinez

"you're mad aren't you?" marc asked me as i looked at him. i put my hand on my forehead.

"i'm not mad, i just don't want you to make a deduction you'll regret" i said to him as i looked at him.

"but what if london was a great opportunity?" he asked me and my heart ached slightly at london.

"but staying in barca is your dream" i whispered back to him quietly.

"luna..."

"marc, just don't talk about it anymore. make the decision on your own and whatever you choose, i hope you make the right one" i whispered quietly, my voice breaking slightly.

"but i want to make it with you" he said back quietly. i looked at him as my eye watered.

"you know what i will say" i said to him as he nodded his head. he tucked my hair behind my ear.

"and i'm willing to stay here with you" he said back to me. my tears fell from my eyes as i leaned in to hug him.

"i love you" he said to me as i kissed him. he chucked as he moved my hair out of my face. i hummed as i moved up to looked at him.

"i know you do, now make the right decision okay?" i told him as he nodded his head. he sighed.

"even if it doesn't get me minutes with the first team?" he asked, my eyes watered slightly as i stayed quiet.

"luna...?" it went silent as i stared at him with my eyes watering as he stared back at me.

"luna?" he called out my name again.

"luna!" marc shouted as i sat up from the couch. i looked at him confused.

"you fell asleep on the couch, are you okay?" he asked me as he sat down by me.

"i just had the weirdest dream of my whole entire life" i said as i rubbed my eyes scared slightly. marc looked at me.

"weird dream? what about?" he asked as he kissed my forehead. i looked around to see where we were at. we were at my house.

"i thought we were at our house?" i questioned as i looked at him. he looked at me confused as he shook his head, no.

"our house? what house?" gabby asked me as we both turned to look at her. i cleared my throat. marc and i looked at each other.

"i don't know why are you asking me?" i questioned trying to play it off as i shrugged. she glared at me.

"where did you hear her say 'our house'? she just woke up from a nap" marc said also trying to play it off. she stared at me.

"don't gaslight me, i'm pregnant" she said as she pointed at her slightly big stomach. marc and i laughed.

"makes sense, you've looked a lot more glowy" i said teasingly as she smiled at me. she looked a lot more prettier than usual.

"aw, thank you. i haven't done anything because carrying a baby is hard" she said as she lifted up her sweatshirt.

"i bet it is" marc said as he leaned back on me as she sighed.

"it's hard being a mom" she said as she sat down on the couch.

"i have a question" i said as i looked at her. she looked back at me as she nodded her head to let me continue.

"are you going to announce it?" i asked her and she shrugged. marc looked at us as he also wondered.

"joao said not to, or we could wait until the baby is born but i don't know, i'm scared" she said as she leaned on her side looking at me.