Fifty Shades of Asensio | Marco Asensio

Pregnant

      Pregnant

"Marco"I whined crouched in front of the sink emptying my stomach,
It's been three months since I've been vomiting in progress nonstop causing the curves to disappear into thin air replaced my bones and skins.

I vomited once again,
knowing well that I'm pregnant with a child;
Marco leaned on the door frame watching me intently arms crossed against his chest as his muscles flexed with his movements causing me to shudder in want of his pleasurable touch,craving it with my cravings gotta judge the hormones.

Looking at the positive pregnancy test,I groaned Marco & I have been having endless sex with no protection which results to this conclusion:

He stalked towards me tying my hair into a ponytail,"I can't Marco"
I said to him looking at him through the mirror that reflected our reflection of two humans of the opposite gender with different Appearance on was pale as chalk distress while the other held a smirk.

"Amor we discussed this"
He stated sternly his eyes squinting at me,daring me to say something against his words.

I nodded not knowing how long my body can conquer all the stress,I tremblingly walked towards the shower stripping I turned on the water getting cold water splashed against my figure sneezing I took a shower with sloppy movements.

Marco sighed mumbling me to hurry exiting out of the bathroom,sinking backwards to the running water I took my time to clean up.

I sat emotionless in the car my head lying on the window as the cars passed by furiously,
sighing Marco blasted the car with Spanish music while I moved in my seat trying to find my comfort.

"Andres"Marco called out motioning with his hand through the slightly opened window,the guard jogged towards the car that Marco and I were seated in:

"Sí,Asensio"Marco motioned towards me and then chucked the car keys to the guy called Andres,
The guy nodded opening the car door for me walking me off as Marco saw Isco coming he made a run towards him doing their handshake patting each other on the shoulder they jogged to the dressing room.

Andres the guy locked the car,with a button on the key I walked with him taking me to my seat seeing no one in sight but I could hear the chaos of Real Madrid fans.

Taking a seat I fiddled with my fingers taking a deep breathe,my hand went protectively on my womb where my little bump was hearing the fans taking seats roaring in laughter and chatter.

The game started I leaned my head backwards hugging my petite figure,
I dozed off into deep slumber.

"Amor"someone shook me furiously,the word was lovingly but the voice was harshly verbalizing

"No tu abuela"he said gratingly,I sat properly my heart sank on his retort knowing he said some rude remark on my question.

I sighed it has been two months with Marco treating me that way,I got used to it by now well I may think I got use to it but I don't.

"I'm sorry"I said in a low voice barely audible playing with the hem of my shirt tears daring to slip from my tearful eyes.

Blinking them away I stood on my wobbly feet,
Hands shorting for support holding on the railing looking at Marco he shot his head towards Andres the same guy who escorted me to my seat:Nodding I went with Andres trying to catch up to his strides.

"Aria?"a sweat voice called out I spun on my heel I saw Antonella,I smiled at her feeling my mood lighten up at her presence she pulled me in a hug tensing sensing something wasn't quite good.

"You look sick?"she asked her hand cupping my face as she turned it from left to right and from right to left examining it.

I giggled she smiled,
taking her hands into mine I placed them on my tiny bump earning a gasp of shock from her:

"Your pregnant?"I nodded Antonella and I knew each other for a year now not because Marco and I have been dating but because I met her in a shop and we started to talk and exchanged phone numbers.

Her facial expression turned into worry,"but there is something off"
She said her voice sinking as she shook her head in worry.

I gulped nodding as she looked at me questioningly at her assumption,"Marco have been treating me...differently" I said trailing off trying to find a suitable word to define his actions with me lately.

We talked for awhile then she have been called by Lionel he wave at me with a smile sensing our conversation wasn't just a friendly one but a conversation with advice and all.

She hugged me and with that we parted I walked to the car as it drove off,
knowing my decision.

Taking out my phone I texted Marco:

I'm sorry Marco but I need a break.

Pressing send I leaned letting me to fall into a slumber filled with peacefulness.

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Heyo everyone I have a fever 🤒 and not feeling so well...:/
But tried my best to give you all a chapter but in a crappy 💩 mood I wrote this but turns out to be perfect since a lovey Dovey with no interruption seems to be off lol 😂 anyways love ya comment and comment and comment till ya fingers are sore and aching 😉

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