~ 10 Years Ago ~
Christian smiled widely as he posed on the Stamford Bridge field holding his jersey. He had big shoes to fill taking on the no. 10 jersey. He looked over and saw Hallee standing to the side, holding Sabrina on her hip while resting a hand on her stomach. She was almost seven months pregnant with their first son.
Hallee set Sabrina down on her feet, and the toddler immediately went over to Christian and held her arms up to him. He grinned and leaned over. He picked her up and handed her one corner of his jersey while he held the other.
"You too, Hallee," Christian grinned at his wife.
"Oh no no no no no-"
"Hallee!"
"Christian!"
"Just one? I only sign once," he pouted.
"Okay," Hallee nodded and walked over.
Hallee went to stand next to Christian and held his jersey as well. Christian grinned and wrapped his arm around her waist as they posed for some pictures together. He turned and kissed her cheek.
"I love you," Christian whispered.
"I love you too," she smiled and kissed his lips quickly.
"I have a few press interviews to do still."
"No worries. Sabs is going to need to eat so I think I'll head inside."
"Okay. I'll see you soon," Christian kissed her cheek again.
He smiled as he did his interviews. He was excited to be in London. He was even more excited to settle down and raise Sabrina and their son in the city. It was going to be home.
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Every Little Thing || Pulisic/Evans
Fanfiction🎶 I remember every little thing The high, the hurt, the shine, the sting Of every little thing 🎶 Marriage doesn't always work out how you think it will. Pulisic and Evans Loosely based on the song 'Every Little Thing" by Carly Pearce. ©️Dancer...
