This Isn't My Idea of Love

Chapter Thirty: Baby Messi

Viola rolled her eyes amused as she rested a hand on the swell of her stomach; she was now forty weeks pregnant and had just informed Lionel that it was time for them to go to the hospital.

“Leo breathe,” Viola said as she watched him, the couple were both now twenty-six and where about to become parents, the brunette looked at Florencia as the older woman approached her while Lionel collected everything they needed with Matías’ help.

“Let’s get you to the car,” Florencia said as she helped Viola out of the house, the brunette took a deep breath as another contraction hit.

She hadn't told Lionel that her contractions had started earlier that day and she had patiently waited until about fifteen minutes ago to tell her husband.

“I can’t believe you waited until now to tell him,” Florencia mused making Viola flash her a smile, the brunette hadn't wanted her husband to know that she was in labour; he would have insisted that they go straight the hospital even if her water had broken yet.

Lionel watched his wife leave the house, he had known that something hadn't been right with her; he hadn't expected at any point that she was actually in labour and she’d not told him.

“You okay?” Matías asked as he looked at his younger brother, he knew that Lionel had been a bit shocked when Viola had dropped the bomb that she was having their baby now.

The footballer nodded his head before he sat down as the news finally started to sink in, he stared at the coffee table for a moment as he allowed the news that he was about to become a father really start to hit him.

“I’m about to become a padre,” Lionel said making his brother chuckle amused as he patted him on the back, he couldn't believe that Lionel was freaking out about this; he played for one of the biggest team’s in the world but this was what scared him.

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The drive to Hospital USP Dexeus was quick from the couple’s home in Castelldefels and Lionel had little time to fully adjust to what was happening; Viola muttered bitterly in pain making her husband look at her concerned.

Matías chuckled having a feeling that the brunette wasn’t about to allow his brother any rest until their son had been born; Lionel had made sure to get a private hospital room since he didn't want anyone annoying his wife while she had his baby.

“Do you want any pain medication?” the midwife asked after she had checked over Viola, everything seemed to be going well and it was clear that it should be a relatively quick delivery.

Viola nodded her head making the midwife smile understandingly before heading off to find the anaesthesiologist, so that Viola could have her epidural; the brunette took this time to change out of her street clothes and into her black polka dot nightie and white robe in gift band.

“I’ll go and call Madre and Padre so that they know that Viola’s in labour,” Matías said as he patted his younger brother on his shoulder while Florencia spoke softly with Viola; Lionel watched his wife as his brother and sister-in-law left to call people.

The brunette took a deep breath as she looked at Lionel, she knew that he was a little worried that something would go far but the midwife had reassured them that everything was going fine and both Viola and the baby were doing well right now.

“Leo?” Viola asked softly making the footballer slowly moved to his wife’s side and took her hand; she smiled at him as he rubbed his thumb along the back of her hand in comfort.

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Lionel winced as Viola squeezed his hand, he knew that he should have expected her to do so but everything still felt surreal to him about what was happening; he didn't know what it was but he felt that at any moment he would wake up and this would all be a dream.