||| DISCONTINUED ||| Soccer Sisters {Neymar Jr/ Chicharito}

Part Two: Chapter Six- First Check Up

Neymar's POV

I'm nervous as June and I walk into Family Time which is located at the local hospital. We're meeting with a midwife suggested to June back in Indiana as well as Shakira and Geri who used them when Millan was born and now with their second son. June and I arrived separately because we didn't want to draw too much attention. We decided to keep her pregnancy a secret from the press until it becomes obvious. She has been given time off which June is sad about. All the press knows, is that she's taking some personal time off.

She drove with Shakira and parked in the front while Geri and I are going through the back entrance. It's easier for Shakira and June to go through the front without attracting attention. Any of us together gathers attention, but it looks less strange.

Once we're in the hospital, we make our way to Family Time's office. Shakira and June are already checked in and talking. I know June is nervous since shes's only 19, so Shakira and Toni have been helping her. June and Lauryn are spending a lot of time together since they're both 19, having their first child, and with a footballer. 

I smile and walk over to June. I sit down next to her and kiss her cheek. She smiles at me and takes my hand. June leans her head on my shoulder and holds Shakira's hand as well. I know that besides Marc, Lauryn, Sergi, and Vivianna, June is closest to Shak and Geri. I think she thinks of them as parents since Ciara and Javier are across the Atlantic Ocean. 

"June?" A nurse comes out with a smile. 

We all stand up and walk towards her. I can tell the nurse is surprised, but she handles herself well. We go into one room and go through normal procedures. They take her temperature, blood pressure, and ask about medical history as well as family medical medical history. June tells them anxiety, depression, anorexia, and cancer. I give her a reassuring smile and nod. 

We're shown into a room and an extra chair is brought in. June lays down on the bed, and I stand next to her. I hold her hand and kiss her forehead. Shakira sits down in a chair while Geri stands next to her. I can tell that June is nervous by the way she chews on her lower lip. I lean down and kiss her gently. She kisses back. 

"I know it's early, but have you thought of what you would want?" Shak smiles.

"I'd love to have a daughter to spoil. I want to do her hair and dress her up cute, but she'd of course learn how to be a goalie-"

"Forward like daddy," I butt in. 

"Soccer will be apart of him or her. I'm good either way because I love Davi like hes my own."

"I know the feeling. I love Milan, and I'll love Baby Pique the same," Shakira smiles. 

"Come in!" June grins when there's a knock on the door. 

"Hello June. Shakira, Geri--how are you and baby Pique?" 

"We're good thank you," Shakira smiles resting a hand on her large baby bump.

"Hi, I'm Lusia. It's nice to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Santos."

"Hi," I smile slightly surprised that June used my last name for this, but it makes me happy. 

"Nice to meet you," June shook her hand, and so did I.

"Okay, let's get eyes on your little one. While I work on that, tell me about yourselves."

"Neymar and I both play football for FC Barcelona. We've been together for about a year and a half," June starts as she lifts up her shirt to reveal a very flat stomach. 

"That's sweet. How did you two meet?"

"We met at an International Champion's Cup game last June when we played Manchester United," I grin at June.

"That's so sweet. Is it nice to play for the same team?"

"It is. We see each other a lot. Especially since June likes to come to our training sessions," I wink at her.

"I was gearing up for the Algarve Cup, World Cup qualifiers, and the World Cup itself."

"June's just an overachiever," Geri grins.

"Well none of that matters anymore. We have a baby to focus on," June laughs. 

"Indeed. Let's get eyes on your little one."

June's POV

Neymar squeezes my hand, and I smile. I can't believe we're about to see baby Hernandez Santos. I'm so excited. It really has put a damper on my career, but everyone is so excited for me. Neymar has already started to pamper me. He already treated me like a princess, but now he's acting like I'm a queen. He makes me breakfast in bed, brings me flowers, and treats me to movie nights. We were already a low key couple, but we've toned it back even more. We don't want word of my pregnancy to get out before it's time.

"There's your baby," Lusia smiles pointing at the ultrasound screen. 

I bite my lip and grin. I look over at Neymar who has tears in his eyes. Shakira rests a hand on my leg and grins at me. I see Geri smiling widely too. I'm so happy that I have them here with me. I'm sad that Ma and Dad couldn't make it, but I understand. I know that Ana and Lety are excited for my baby. 

"Wow. That's our baby," I breath out and smile at Neymar. 

"I know," he leans down and kisses my cheek. I lean up and kiss his lips quickly, "thank you."

"Everything is looking good. I would like to see you again next week. I do want to carefully watch you. You have chronic anxiety and depression which could be a problem for the baby if it's not carefully monitored. We're going to get you on pre-natal medications. I will be talking to your primary to see what meds you're on for controlling your anxiety and depression to make sure they won't be harmful to the development of your baby. I will also be sending home a list of things that you should avoid."

I nod and squeeze Neymar's hand. I smile up at him as I look through our schedule to see when we can next come in together. If all else fails, I'll come with Shakira, Toni, and Lauryn. While Neymar finishes up setting the appointment up with the front desk, Lusia wipes the gel off my stomach. I pull my shirt down and sit up. I thank Lusia and give her a hug. I smile as Shakira, Geri, and I head out front to meet Neymar. 

"Thank you; see you next Thursday," Neymar waves. I wave good bye and thank the ladies at the front desk. 

We all split up after agreeing to go to lunch. Shakira and I walk out to my car and climb in. I groan as the paps surround the car and try to get pictures of us. We roll our windows back up and slowly maneuver around them before getting to the main road. 

"So. What did you think?"

"I can't believe I saw my baby. I'm so excited. Thank you for helping me."

"Of course. It can be scary, and you're very young. We're all here for you."

"I really really appreciate that," I smile at her as I drive to the restaurant we're meeting at.

A/N: Neymar would totally be protective over his pregnant bae.