Neymar Imagines

15} You catch him cheating #4

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your pov:
*a month later*
I watched as the large glowing sphere rose slowly into the dull morning sky. Casting sunbeams in every direction while it illuminated the small town. I stared out the glass panes as the colors made by the rising sun changed, growing more vivid with the passing time. Making the sky more radiant as it climbed higher and higher into the sky. But as beautiful as the morning was I knew today would be horrible; I had to tell Marco that I am now 5 months pregnant.

I know what your thinking; isn't it obviously I'm 5 months pregnant? Let's just say I'm a great liar. A blessing and a curse, well, more of a curse.

It's currently 6:30am on a Sunday morning, my morning sickness had been out of control lately, and Marco is getting concerned. I had already done a pregnancy test a month ago, and went to a nurse about a week ago so I know for certain I'm pregnant, and the baby is healthy; thank god. But I did feel really guilty, I hadn't told Marco nor Neymar, this is literally a nightmare.

I'm lying in bed, eyes completely open. I can feel Marco awakening; the sheets are moving. He moves over and spoons me, kissing my neck in the process. He mumbles "good morning baby"
I reply "morning"
The guilt is rising further and further, he deeply and truly loves me, and I don't. Don't get me wrong, he is one of the most genuine , amazing human being I have ever met and I love him for that; I just don't.. love him.  It's weird to explain. How can I express something if I don't even know how I feel in my head. This is a huge mess.

He kisses me once more and before he goes downstairs I call his name.
"Marco, wait" I say with a small crack in my voice.

He turns around and smiles. I gesture him to sit down on the bed again. This is it. I have to tell him, I just can't keep this a secret anymore.

"There's something I need to tell you" I mumble. He sits down and holds my hand. Oh no Marco, your just making this harder for me.

I gulp "Marco I'm - I'm p-pregnant.."
A short moment passes , he looks shocked. I can't tell if he's happy or not, if he's not happy now, I can't imagine how he's going to feel when I tell him the baby may not be his. Shit.

"F-five months to be exact" I add on, hoping to ease the tension. Then out of no where he starts to cry. Not hysterical, but more of a happy sob. Oh boy.

"Oh .. My .. God y/n! This is extraordinary news!! I can't believe it, I'm going to be a father. A father..." He sobs. The happiness in his eyes are hard to miss, he wraps me in an embracing hug. I start to cry too, but not for the same reason. I can't tell him now.. it would kill him.

*later that day*
Marco had left to get some food, now that he knows I'm pregnant he's gone slightly over board. He's already thinking of names and what college they should attend too, it couldn't be any worse right now. I'm happy he's enthusiastic but I just wish I knew the baby was defiantly his. The odd this is, both Marco and Neymar wore protection.. of course protection isn't 100% effective but only 99% effective, so in theory, It could be equally Marcos or Neymar's baby. I sigh and sit down.

I told Amber yesterday, of course not about Neymar. She was so happy for me, I don't think I've ever been so fake in my entire life. Of course I was happy I was going to be a mother, it's more than I could ever dream of, but this whole situation is ruining it.