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Our Growing Family *Cristiano Ronaldo jr. X Cristiano Ronaldo  imagine * 

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I huffed moving my hair off of my back for what seemed like the umpteenth time. Having long hair was now beginning to feel like the worst decision I’d ever made. 

Looking over Cristiano and I made eye contact and he chuckled, “I told you to get a hair cut with us and you said no” He said 

I pouted, “Don’t rub it in” I said 

Cristiano chuckled standing up and coming behind me putting the long brown locs into a ponytail. I smiled, “Thank you Cris”

He smiled placing a kiss on my forehead, “Sometimes getting help from others is an option as well you know” He said moving to the other side of the bathroom

I looked over to him, “Oh I know if I didn’t like getting help from others then I wouldn’t be pregnant right now Mister let me help you go to sleep faster” I said 

Cristiano smirked, “What did Pai do to help you go to sleep faster?” Junior asked coming into the bathroom 

Cristiano’s  smirk was wiped off his face as he looked at me, “I gave her medicine” He said quickly

I nodded my head, “Yeah but you just said-”

“I think I hear the twin’s crying” I said waddling out of the bathroom, I could hear Cristiano curse under his breath as Junior continued to ask him more questions. By the time I had reached the twin’s nursery they weren’t crying, but instead smiling up as I’d stood in between their cribs. 

Picking up Mateo I smiled, “Look how big and adorable our Mateo has gotten” I said cooing 

I placed my finger in Eva’s crib and she took a hold of it shaking her tiny fists. “So you run off and leave me to answer questions” Cristiano said walking in

I smiled, “ Junior had questions and I felt you’d be best to answer them” I said as he’d picked up Eva following me to the kitchen. 

We placed the twins in their high-chairs, and I made my way into the kitchen preparing their breakfast. “Hey Mae, can you pick me up from school today?” Junior asked coming from his bedroom

I smiled nodding my head, “Defi-”

“Mae can’t drive Junior” Cristiano said as he focused on feeding the twins

“I can drive just fine Cristiano” I said placing my hands on my hips

Cristiano stood up giving me a look, “ And what if your water breaks? Or you start cramping up? Then what, no driving I don’t care what the doctor says” He said before going back to feeding them

Junior and I looked at each other before I mouthed that I would pick him up from school. The rest of breakfast was filled with Cristiano’s jokes as well as complaints about me driving, before him and Junior buckled into the car. 

Looking at the clock, I saw it was time to get Eva and Mateo to daycare. However both of them had passed out after eating, I chuckled they were just like Cristiano. I placed the both of them in their separate play-pin’s before sitting down on the couch. 

I sighed, and picked up the remote flipping through the channels to see what was on the television. 

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Eva and Mateo practically slept the whole morning, and when it was time for them to wake up it was 12 so they ate once again before getting their tummy time on the floor. 

Throughout the morning I was getting pains in my side, and continued to press on it because I knew it was something to do with this big headed boy in my stomach. 

I groaned as my phone rang because of the fact that it was all the way on the counter. Struggling to get up, I eventually was able to and made my way towards my phone. “Hello?” I asked answering it

“Hey love of my life how are you?” Crisitano’s voice asked through the phone

I chuckled, “I’m fine, Eva, Mateo and I are watching TV” I said

“Mmm, how’s the bun in the oven?” He asked

I laughed, “Really? Can’t you just ask how your son who’s not in the world yet is doing?” I asked

“I see he’s doing great” He said, and right as he’d said that I felt water run down my leg. “I think I just peed myself” I said

Cristiano laughed, “If you’re in the living room the bathroom is just-”

“Cristianon shut up, I didn’t have to pee a second ago” I said looking down at my leg

Cristiano sighed, “ Well what else would it be Y/N?” 

I thought about it for a second before looking back down, “I think my water broke” 

Cristiano didn’t say anything, “YOUR WHAT BROKE!” 

“My Water!” I yelled back at him

“Alright I’m coming home now, I’m going to pick up Junior and be right over” He said hanging up

“So you want me to give birth on this floor is what you’re telling me? with your slow ass driving” I muttered making my way into the room to get the hospital bags and Eva and Mateo’s bags as well. 

Going to the car,  I placed both of them inside of their carriers before getting inside and starting the car. 

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Once I reached the hospital I put the twins in their strollers and went inside cramping up the entire time. When I got to the desk, I let out a breathe. “Hi… Hey my water just broke” I said catching the receptionists attention

Her eyes widened as she looked down at Eva and Mateo, “And you drove by yourself?” She asked

I nodded, “Yes now can I get to a room to push this kid out or no?”

It didn’t take long for me and the twins to be placed in a room. I was laying down on my side facing them, while they watched the television. There was a knock at the door before it was slammed open and both Junior and Cristiano ran inside. 

“Are you okay? What’d the doctor say? I can’t believe you drove here instead of calling someone” Cristiano said

I looked at him, “I’m fine, the doctor said I need a little bit more time, and I’m not a child I can drive and do things on my own” I said

Junior looked at me worriedly, “I’m fine Junior I promise” I said

He nodded, “Does anything hurt?” He asked

I shook my head, “Nothing at all they gave me some medicine before you guys came” 

Junior went over to the twins keeping them busy while, Cristiano sat next to me holding my hand. The doctor came in moments later, and I was ready to start pushing. “Junior, why don’t you go with the nurse and the twins she’ll show you where to get something to eat” I said smiling at him

He nodded, “Love you Mae”

I placed a kiss on his forehead, “I love you too Junior” 

When we were all sure that the kids had left, I was propped and ready to give birth. The entire process didn’t take as long as I’d thought it would be, but I did curse at Cristiano for his comments a few times. Even though they were meant to be encouraging.  

After a while of pushing, and sweating our baby boy was finally here. Holding him in my arms felt surreal, “You did great Y/N” Cristiano said as he looked down at us

I smiled, “Mae! Pai!” Junior said as the nurse came in with him and the twins

We both smiled at him, “Would you like to meet your new brother Junior?” Cristiano asked

Junior nodded his head, and moved towards me. “Wow he’s perfect” Junior said in amazement. “What’s his name?” He asked

Cristiano and I looked up at each other, “ Tiago” 

Imagine Zayn Malik
  • Pedido: O zayn é capitão do time de futebol e é louco pela sn fica a agarrando tentando beija-lá agarrando por trás mexendo no cabelo dela mordendo a bochecha dela e tentando tudo. Chama a atenção dela e ela bate nele, o morde e o xinga. E ficam juntos, ou até mesmo namorem, no final. (lolane12)

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Eu era o capitão do time de futebol e ela era a líder de torcida. Ela é linda, maravilhosa. Me tira do sério. Ele é super carismática, linda, inteligente, é popular no colégio inteiro e, sem contar, que é a maior gostosa!

E agora ela estava lá, na arquibancada com suas amigas, linda, maravilhosa, ensaiando a coreografia que vão fazer no grande jogo; que será daqui 1 mês.
Ela me tira do sério. Várias vezes tentei me aproximar dela, mas levei um grande fora e uma patada. 

Muitas vezes, na sala, eu fico atrás dela, mexo no seu cabelo, tento puxar papo, a elogio; mas ela não dá abertura. Nunca entendi o motivo para tanto ódio. Mas só sei que quanto mais ela faz isso mais eu fico louco por ela. 

- Acorda, Zayn! - Josh diz jogando a bola em mim e rindo - Temos que treinar, cara!

- Treinem o passe da bola. Eu tenho que fazer uma coisa, e já volto! - joguei a bola pra ele e fui em direção da arquibancada.

S/N e suas amigas estavam conversando animadamente. S/N ria, mostrava alguma coisa no celular, gesticulava. Linda. Cheguei mais perto e pulei a grade da arquibancada. Todas me olharam com sorrisinhos no rosto, menos S/N. Fechou a cara e ficou olhando alguma coisa no celular. Sorri de volta.

- Oii Zayn! - elas falaram em coro

- Oi meninas! - sorri - O que vocês tanto conversam?! 

- Estamos falando sobre o Baile… Nós estamos sem par ainda, sabe?! - Ashley disse se aproximando de mim e passando sua mão pelo meu tórax. Rapidamente a tirei dali

- Oh… tenho certeza que logo encontraram um! - disse saindo de perto dela e me sentando ao lado da S/N - E você? Também está ser par?!

- Não é da sua conta, garoto! - disse sem tirar os olhos do celular e eu ri 

- E como está a coreografia?! - perguntei para todas

- Ah! Está uma maravilha! A S/A arrasou mais uma vez! - Nina disse e S/N sorriu pra ela

- Imagina, Nina! Não seria nada da coreografia se você não fossem boas dançarinas! - sorriu novamente 

- Tenho certeza disso! - falei e ela me olhou - Temos uma coisa em comum, sweet! - ela me encarou com um olhar ameaçador 

- Ah é? O quê?

- Nós dois somos líderes! - ela riu sem humor

- A diferença é que eu realmente lidero alguma coisa, e faço jus à esse título. Diferente de você; que fica preocupado em dar cantada em metade do colégio, enquanto o resto do time fica brincando de guerrinha de bola! 

No momento eu não entendi. Mas então olhei para o gramado e vi aqueles idiotas brincando ao invés de treinar. Quis matá-los mentalmente. 

- Mas que merda! - exclamei e sai dali espumando pela boca - Seus idiotas! Era pra treinar. E não ficar brincando. Temos um jogo importante em poucos dias. Concentração. - disse bravo

- Foi mal, Zayn! - Nicolas falou e voltaram a treinar.

Depois que o treino acabou, fomos pro vestiário e nos arrumamos para a aula. Assim que sai, vi S/N no corredor já vestida para a aula também. Ela estava indo em direção da sala, mas andei mais rápido e a abracei por trás. Ela estremeceu com a aproximação.

- Me solta, garoto. 

- Você está muito bravinha… - disse próximo do seu ouvido, e ela se arrepiou - Por que tanto ódio de mim assim?

- Talvez porque você é um insuportável que se acha a última bolacha do pacote…Agora me solta. 

- Sou um insuportável mas pelo visto você gosta. - ela riu - Todo esse ódio ai pode virar amor, hein! - ela ficou sem reação alguma

- Me solta, Zayn. - ela estava completamente irritada

O sinal tocou pela última vez, me fazendo soltá-la e me encaminhar para a sala. Eu ficava olhando ela durante a aula, e sempre que ela olhava eu sorria e piscava; mas ela não correspondia. 

Quando a aula acabou, iria falar com ela; mas ela saiu praticamente correndo. 


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S/N Point Of View

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“Esse ódio pode virar amor, hein!”.

Essas palavras de Zayn martelavam na minha cabeça desde ontem. 

Amor? Jamé! Eu odeio esse idiota. Ele é um metido, insuportável, chato. Ele até pode ser muito bonito, tem um corpo em forma, uma beleza de tirar o fôlego. Mas continua sendo um metido à besta.

Sempre que ele se aproxima de mim - ou tenta - eu sou grossa e dou uma patada bem dada. Ele sempre vem com gracinhas pra cima de mim, mexendo no meu cabelo, querendo puxar assunto. E ontem ele resolveu me agarrar no corredor. Não chegou a me beijar. Mas me agarrou. Aqueles braços fortes na minha cintura, seu perfume invadindo meu olfato, sua voz grossa no meu ouvido… Só de lembrar já fico arrepiada e com frio na barriga. 

Sai dos meus pensamentos quando o sinal tocou; anunciando o início das aulas. Fui correndo para a sala e comecei a anotar tudo que conseguia. No intervalo fui para o pátio, escolhi um lugar na arquibancada pouco frequentado e comecei a ler meu livro.

- S/N.. até que em fim te achei!

- Zayn…. não sei se você percebeu, mas estou ocupada. Então, dá licença! 

- Eu preciso falar com você, sério. - o encarei e ele me olhava com cara de cachorro pidão. É isso mesmo que ele é: um cachorro. 

- Fala, vai. - fechei o livro e ele se sentou 

- É o seguinte… o grande jogo vai ser no mesmo dia do aniversário do nosso treinador. E eu estava pensando e fazer uma surpresa pra ele; só pra mostrar o quão gratos somos por tudo que ele já fez por nós. Só pra mostrar que lembramos dessa data e que ele é importante pra nós. E ai, o que acha?

- É uma ideia muito boa! Eu tinha até me esquecido que era o aniversário dele! - sorri - E você pensou em algo?

- Então… tinha pensado em todos nós, o time e as líderes de torcida, fazermos uma encenação da vida dele; algo que marque bastante. E depois podemos fazer um bolinho com refrigerante. - enquanto ele falava eu imaginava como seria - Por isso que vim falar com você. Pra ver se você não tem uma ideia melhor e como podemos executá-la. 

- Não! Sua ideia é boa sim! Enquanto você falava, fiquei imaginando umas coisas aqui. O que acha de algo assim…. - comecei a contar pra ele a ideia que eu tive. Com todos os detalhes. Ele parecia gostar; pois ele sorria a medida que eu falava. - Acho que assim vai ficar bom, não vai?

- Nossa! Nem tinha pensado nisso. É perfeito! Ele vai amar, com certeza! Vamos nos reunir semana que vem depois da aula pra organizar tudo certinho pra passar pro pessoal?

- Vamos sim! - concordei e pude escutar o sinal tocar - Bom.. vamos pra aula e depois nós vemos isso! - nos levantamos e fomos pra sala de aula

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Eu estava na quadra com o Zayn. Conversávamos e discutíamos sobre como podíamos fazer a surpresa pro nosso treinador.

Nessa última semana me aproximei bastante dele. Temos conversado mais durante as aulas. 

Não posso negar que ele é uma pessoa legal. Tem um papo gostoso, é divertido. Eu nunca imaginei que ele teria uma ideia dessas. Ele é… surpreendente!

- Não é assim! - disse rindo - Você tem que girar, me pegar no colo e jogar pra cima! - disse repetindo pela centésima vez a sequência dos passos. 

- Tá! Agora vai! - ele riu 

Ele girou, pegou na minha cintura ele lançou pra cima. Quando ele foi me segurar novamente, ele acabou nos derrubando; caindo por cima de mim. Nós dois ríamos feitos dois retardados.

Nos olhamos e ficamos sérios, nos encarando. Ele olhava no fundo dos meus olhos, e olhava na minha boca. Ele foi se aproximando e grudou nossa lábios e já aprofundou o beijo. Meu instinto, num primeiro momento, foi corresponder ao beijo; mas quando percebi o que estava acontecendo, nos separei rapidamente e dei um tapa nele. 

Ele colocou a mão onde eu tinha acertado o tapa e me olhou assustado, sem entender nada. Na realidade, nem eu estava entendendo nada. 

- Por que você fez isso?

- Por que você me beijou? - perguntei no mesmo tom que ele

- Por que quis, ué. - revirei os olhos 

- Eu pensei que você poderia ser legal. Mas vi que estava errada. Você não passa de um idiota. - levantei e sai dali 

Ela é ridículo. Garoto insuportável. Que ódio! 

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Eu estava conversando com as meninas antes da aula começar e quem eu menos queria ver chega perto da gente. 

- Oii Zayn! - elas falaram animadas 

- Oii garotas! - ele sorriu lindamente - A S/N já deve ter falado com vocês sobre a surpresa para o treinador, certo? - elas assentiram - Ótimo! Estava falando com os meninos, e estamos pensando em ensaiar tudo sábado de tarde. Porque na semana que vem vamos treinar todos os dias, e sexta já é o jogo. Pode ser?

- Por mim tudo bem. - disse indiferente 

- Claro que pode! - Ashley disse se derretendo inteira e eu ri, negando com a cabeça 

- Beleza. Sábado, às 15h na pracinha atrás da casa do Josh. Nos vemos lá! - piscou pra mim e saiu; deixando um bando de garotas se derretendo por ele.

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Ele me tira do sério. Desde o incidente no pátio do colégio, não paro de pensar nele. Na verdade, desde o dia que ele me agarrou no corredor. Eu sempre tive uma quedinha por ele; mas nunca nutri isso por saber que nunca daria certo. E uma das maneiras que encontrei de conseguir alcançar meu objetivo foi o ignorando. 

Quando fecho os olhos, lembro de nós dois no pátio ensaiando a coreografia. De quando caímos e nossos rostos ficaram próximos um do outro, do cheiro maravilhoso dele, seus braços em torno na minha cintura, de como nos olhávamos, de quando ele me beijou. E isso me faz o odiar mais. 

Coloquei um shorts jeans, uma blusa e um tênis e me dirigi até o local marcado para ensaiarmos. 

- Bom… eu tomei a liberdade de montar os pares para a dança. - Nina começou a falar e pegou uma lista que tinha feito - Fiz assim: Ashley e Troy; Ally e Tyler; Bella e Anthony; Mel e Johnny; Vicky e Nicolas; Nina e Josh e S/N e Zayn. 

Quando ela falou eu quis matá-la. Mas respirei fundo. 

- Tudo certo? - ela perguntou 

- Tudo! - Ashley falou animada

Eu apenas assenti e comecei a explicar como tudo seria. Zayn ainda não tinha chego. Então fiquei passando a coreografia com eles; que não sabiam de nada. Uma carro estaciona e Zayn desce, vindo em nossa direção sorrindo. Ele estava muito bonito. Ignorei meus pensamentos e fui ajudar Mel que não conseguia fazer um passo. 

- Desculpem o atraso, mas tive que resolver uma coisa. - disse tirando o óculos de sol que usava - Como estão? Tudo tranquilo com a dança?

- Tudo! - Nina falou rindo - Mel que o diga, né? - todos rimos

- Gente… não é nada complicado demais. É simples! Vamos desde o começo de novo!

Coloquei a música e me aproximei de Zayn, que sorriu pra mim. Começamos a fazer todos os passos, e no final todos conseguiram certinho.

- Aeeee!! - Johnny falou comemorando o final

- Viu só! Não era o bicho de sete cabeças! - ri - Vocês mandaram muito bem, gente. Espero que seja assim na sexta! - eles assentiram 

- Não querendo ser estraga prazeres… mas tenho que ir. Tenho prova do vestido hoje! - Bella falou - Tchau gente!

- Bom… eu vou indo também! - Vicky disse e foi embora - Beijos!

No fim, todos foram embora. Peguei minha caixinha de som e coloquei na minha bolsa. 

- Animada para o baile? - a voz de Zayn se fez presente

- Muito. - respondi monossilábica   

- Você arrasou hoje. Não só hoje… mas sempre. - disse sorrindo 

- Obrigada. 

- Qual é? Vai ficar assim comigo até quando?

- Zayn… vai arrumar algo útil pra fazer e me poupa, vai. - me virei pra ir embora mas ele surgiu na minha frente, me impedindo de andar e juntou meu corpo com o dele

- Deixa de ser marrenta! - disse rindo - Vai comigo no baile? - eu ri

- Jamais! Nunca! Não! 

- Ahh, S/A… eu sei que você não iria acompanhada. Vamos, vai! - relutei - Vamos fazer assim: se nós ganharmos o jogo sexta você vai comigo; mas se perdermos eu juro que largo do seu pé. Topa? - pensei na proposta

- Fechado! 

.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.

No decorrer da semana, eu e as meninas ensaiamos bastantes e todo o time treinava feito louco. Todo o colégio estava voltado para esse jogo. Seria muito importante para nós ganharmos; para continuar com o título que temos. Estávamos virados numa pilha de nervos. A qualquer hora iríamos explodir de nervosismo. 

Zayn estava mais tranquilo; mas continuava com as investidas deles. Me abraçava, jogava beijinhos no ar, piscadelas e tudo mais. Eu não estava mais tão irritada com isso. Eu estava até mesmo gostando. Me sentia bem com isso. 

Escolhi um vestido de baile para usar no sábado. Não estava tão animada assim com esse baile. Sabia que as meninas iam estar com algum menino e eu com certeza ficaria sozinha. Mas… eu prometi que iria. Então… promessa é dívida. 

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Hoje era o jogo! As aulas acabaram mais cedo por conta disso. Nós das torcida e o time fomos para a concentração. 

Aos poucos, a escola foi enchendo. Pais, alunos, amigos começaram a tomar conta da arquibancada. O time adversário chegou e foram direto para o vestiário. 

A líderes de torcida do time adversário entrou em campo e se apresentou. Depois fomos nós. Estávamos animado e empolgados. 

Todos nós já estávamos prontos. Mas, antes do jogo teria a surpresa para o treinador. Ficamos à postos, todos preparados.

- Os alunos da City of London School prepararam uma surpresa para o treinador, Mark. - foi anunciado e tudo começou 

Passou no grande telão o último jogo dele na escola como aluno. No ano de 1987. Ele garantiu o título para o nosso colégio; e desde então nunca mais perdemos, pois ele começou a ser nosso treinador. 

Demos alguns depoimentos falado o quanto somos gratos à ele por isso, e o quanto nós amamos ele e o trabalho que tem realizado no colégio. 

E nós reproduzimos a coreografia que foi feita no dia aquele jogo, que foi montada por Helena; a esposa dele. Era uma coreografia linda e simples. 

o único mais complicado era o de nos lançar para o alto. E chegou essa hora. Era a finalização; todas nós fomos lançadas no ar ao mesmo tempo. Fizemos a pirueta em sincronia e voltamos para o chão. 

Zayn me segurou firme; e eu me senti segura ali. Ele me colocou no chão e a música acabou. Todos começaram a aplaudir; mas eu permaneci na pose, encarando ele. Nos olhávamos fixamente, ainda ofegantes pela dança. 

Um apito soou alto, nos tirando do transe que estávamos. Sorrimos um pro outro e eu sussurrei um “boa sorte” e fui para a lateral no campo, junto com as outras meninas.

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O placar estava empatado. A aflição tomava conta de todos ali. Esse seria o ponto decisivo. 

Eles se posicionaram no meio de campo de novo, em seus posições. Zayn levantou brevemente a cabeça e me encarou. Sorri e balancei a cabeça, como se o incentivasse. 

O jogo voltou contar, e ele corria com a bola pelo campo. Nos último segundos e conseguiu fazer o ponto. Vencemos!

Todos nós começamos a comemorar. Ele veio em minha direção e me abraçou apertado, me rodando no ar. Todos vieram para cima da gente, num abraço coletivo. 

Após todas as comemorações e fotos, fomos para o vestiário. Nos arrumamos e saímos, para ir descansar. Ao sair, vi Zayn ali. Ele me olhou e sorriu. Fiz o mesmo. 

- Nos vemos amanhã?!

- Nos vemos amanhã! - eu disse sorrindo e fui embora.

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Era como se e tivesse borboletas no estômago. O nervosismo me dominava. Será que ele ia gostar do meu vestido? Como ele iria estar? Como ia ser o baile?

Eu já estava pronta, apenas o esperando chegar. Não demorou muito para que eu escutasse uma buzina. Olhei pela janela e o vi descer do carro.

Céus, ele está lindo!

Com um terno preto com detalhes em cetim, camisa branca, gravata borboleta, e sapatos sociais. 

Maravilhoso.

Abri a porta e sai. Ele me olhou de cima a baixo e um “uau” saiu sem som após sua avaliação.

- Está linda! - estende o braço como um cavalheiro

- Obrigada! - disse corada - Você também está lindo!

Entramos no carro e fomos até o colégio, onde seria o baile. Encontramos as meninas com seus pares, ficamos conversando um pouco e fomos pegar uma bebida. 

Uma música agradável tocava, e ele me chamou para dançar. Aceitei. 

Nos direcionamos até o centro da pista, suas mãos pararam na minha cintura e as minhas foram para sua nunca. Dançávamos calmamente, no mesmo ritmo da música. Aos poucos, suas mãos passaram a fazer um carinho na minha cintura, e eu retribuí; fazendo o mesmo na sua nuca. 

Vez ou outra falávamos alguma coisa; mas na maioria do tempo ficávamos em silêncio, apenas curtindo o momento. 

Seu nariz traçou um caminho do meu ombro, passado meu pescoço, até chegar no canto da minha boca. Sorri com o ato. Deixou um beijinho ali e depois me beijou. Uma de suas mãos subiu, parando na minha nuca, fazendo um carinho ali também. O beijo era calmo, delicado e suave. Foi finalizado com alguns selinhos. Abrimos os olhos devagar, e sorrimos.

- Eu te beijei…. - ele disse perdido

- Urrum… - sussurrei 

- E você não me bateu! - gargalhei

- Não! E nem vou! - ele sorriu.

Dessa vez a iniciativa foi minha. Grudei nosso lábios em outro beijo maravilhoso. Só que dessa vez continha mais ritmo, mais precisão, mais agressividade. Ele me apertava cada vez mais contra seu corpo, e eu passei a puxar levemente seus cabelos. Finalizei o beijo e o encarei; ele ainda estava de olhos fechado e com os lábios entreabertos. Sem evitar, mordi e puxei seu lábio inferior, o fazendo sorrir.

- Estou viciado no teu beijo! - ri 

- Eu acho que isso é uma coisa boa, certo?! - ele sorriu e beijou a ponta do meu nariz

- Eu acho! - ri mais uma vez, junto dele. - Desde que eu posso curar esse vício sempre que ele fique mais forte….. - disse sugerindo alguma coisa e eu ri

- Acho que eu posso te ajudar nisso…. - disse próximo da sua boca e o beijei

Mais um beijo incrível para minha noite. 

- Vamos para um lugar mais reservado! - disse rindo e me puxou com ele.

[…]



/Helo^^


Me contem o que acharam!!

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Love Problems *Neymar imagine* 

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”Babe! Babe! Babe! Come here “ Neymar shouted running back into the house

I looked at him like he was crazy, “Neymar why in God’s name are you shouting. Now you’re going to have her going all crazy!” I yelled at him

He flashed a smile, walking over and placing a kiss on my stomach. “Our babygirl just loves hearing her Pai’s voice” He said making circles

I rolled my eyes, “Aye you crack! I thought you said we’d go get drinks?” Alisson said walking through the sliding door

Neymar looked over to him, “Yeah, yeah I’m coming. Babe you remember Alisson right? Our brick wall” Neymar said dapping him up

I smiled at the tall man who half-heartedly returned one looking me up and down. “Nice to meet you” He said his tone hard

I nodded, “Nice to meet you as well, Neymar talks about you a lot” I said

Alisson looked at me before speaking, “He talks about you way more, but look I’m going to go wait in the car” He said walking back out

Neymar came back from the bedroom and looked around, “Wait where’d he go?” He asked

I chuckled fixing his shirt, “He said he’d wait in the car, for you until you’re finished” I told him

”You gonna be okay by yourself? I mean I can tell them to just go on ahead?” He said

I shook my head, “Nah go on have fun with your guys, I’m gonna go to sleep early anyways” I told him

Neymar nodded placing a kiss on my lips, “Love you” He said before walking out the door

As he closed the door I couldn’t help but dwell on the interaction with Alisson. I’ve had various interactions with many of the guys from the teams new and old. However this one was the weirdest I’ve had yet.

~2 Weeks Later

Over the past two weeks I’ve been feeling differently about being around Neymar’s friends. And at first I perceived it to be just paranoia, but as the time goes by it’s not.

”Okay Neymar we get it, you’re excited now about the game how are we going to win the game?”Kevin asked

Neymar sighed, “I’ve already said it about a million times but you haven’t listened at all”

I closed the door, making my way to the bed to turn on the TV. A few seconds later the door opened to reveal Neymar, “Hey the guys are outside” He said

I nodded, “You don’t wanna say hi?” Neymar asked still at the door

I shook my head, and laid down. “I’m gonna sleep some more” I told him

Scrunching his eyebrows he closed the door heading back outside.

I felt bad avoiding him ,and not really explaining to him my issue. But I mean how exactly do you say that to someone? ‘Hey your friends don’t see to like me or the fact that I’m having your child’.

Sighing, I flipped through the channels before turning it off. I waited a while before going outside, I heard laughter and didn’t realize that they were still here.

Walking through to the kitchen I was able to avoid all eyes. While I was in the kitchen I remembered that I’d left some chocolate in one of the jars because babygirl over here likes sweet stuff.

Opening the jar, I smiled pulling out some of the chocolate but stopping once I’d heard voices. Mid-hand in the jar the guys walked in and their faces changed. “Hey babe I thought you were going to sleep?” Neymar asked placing a kiss on my cheek

I nodded, “Yeah I- I mean we wanted something sweet so I came to get something” I said before closing the jar and making my way back to the room without making contact with the guys.

The guys watched me weirdly before turning back to Neymar. I went into the room again and it continued to be like that every time the guys came. I didn’t make any appearances and I distanced myself from Neymar so that he would speak about me as often as he did.

It hurt to do so because I was so used to him being around the both of us all the time or complimenting me on just the littlest things.

“Y/N “Neymar said walking into the living room

Looking at me he sat down taking my hands in his, “Can I ask you a question?” He spoke

”Um sure”

”Are you mad at me? Did I do something wrong or anything? I know I ate your favorite cereal but I bought more” He said quickly

”Neymar I’m not-“

”And I know I said I would stop leaving stuff around the house but I really do seriously promise it now”

I stared at him for a moment before chuckling, “Neymar you didn’t do anything to me” I said placing my hands on either sides of his face, in order to calm his mind downs.

”You did absolutely nothing wrong, I’ve just decided to stay low and back around some people” I said muttering the last part.

”So you’re not mad at me?” He asked

I shook my head slightly, “I’m not mad at you, it’s just…”

Neymar raised an eyebrow, “It’s just? That you’re mad at me because I’ve been stealing your chocolate” He said

I laughed causing a smile to form on his face, “Stop staring at me like that” I said after I’d stopped laughing

Neymar shook his head taking my hand in his, “Tell me what’s wrong please?”

I let out a breath, “I haven’t been distant because I’m mad at you, technically it doesn’t have to do with you directly. “ I said

He watched me waiting for me to continue, “So what is it?”

”Alright now don’t get mad but it’s just I’ve noticed the guys getting indifferent whenever you speak about me or the baby. They seemed to get annoyed or even jealous at times, and I didn’t want them to stop liking you because of me so I just stayed away” I said

Neymar stared at me for a second before blinking and then speaking, “Did they really?”

I nodded, “They changed their actions, and I didn’t want you to be mad at them so I just chose to back up and allow you guys to just hangout. And for a time period you stopped talking about me constantly.”I explained

 He didn’t say anything for a while, before looking back up at me. “You know I didn’t really think much of their responses because, they aren’t with you as much as I am to know that everything I’m saying I’m thanking God for allowing me to even be in your presence. So don’t worry about what they think, I frankly don’t “ 

I chuckled nodding my head, “I’ll try not to Neymar” 

He smiled taking my hand and placing a kiss on it, we stayed talking for a little while longer before there was a knock on the door. Neymar got up going to open it and smiled, “Hey Kylian, Adrien come in” He said 

The two walked into the house cracking a joke with Neymar, when they saw I was in the living room they smiled, “Hey Y/N” They said

I smiled waving at the two, “Ready to go and get your asses kicked?” Neymar asked

The boys looked between us in confusion but didn’t say anything as they followed behind Neymar. I chuckled, “So that’s his way of toning it down”

3

                                                        Imagine

You’re attending your boyfriend’s game with Brazil nt (David). During the warm-up session, you see David talking with Neymar before they both turn to you, a big smile on their faces. They probably noticed your new hair color. You had told David that if he was called up, you’d change your hair. And here is their reaction..  Neymar saying that you were “Bella” as he sends you a kiss; and David next to him just being adorable ♥

Puppy love, part 3. (Neymar imagine)

PART 1 - PART 2

Neymar and i are both silent. We don’t know what to say, and all the adreline from before has disappeared. I feel worn-out and sad, and I don’t exactly know why. All I know is that Neymar doesn’t look at me, and even when we enter his parents’ house, he mumbles a ‘goodnight,’ and disappears. I groan in frustration, and sit down on the bed in my guestroom. Is he really this mad because I didn’t want to kiss him? He really didn’t change a bit, I think. Deep down inside I know this goes way deeper than just this ‘almost kiss,’ and Neymar would never ignore me for no reason. He’s upset about something, but he won’t tell me. Seven years have passed, but I feel the same desperate need to comfort him and ask him what’s wrong. Should I go to his room? I pace back and forth trough my room, befor making a final decision. I take off my clothes, and shower. I feel how the hot water burns my back, but I stand still and close my eyes. I need to think of what I’m gonna say. But I know that i will forget everything I planned to say, the moment I’ll see him. That’s just how I am, and right now it annoys the hell out of me. I put my hair in a towel, and put on some simple pajamas. I comb my hair, and wonder how late my dad and Neymar’s parents will come home. Finding Neymar’s room is harder than I thought, since this house is so damn big. But when I reach the last room on the second floor, and knock I hear some shuffling from inside the room. There’s no need to feel nervous, it’s just Neymar. Just.. Neymar. He opens the door, and my eyes fall on his bare torso, and the tattoo’s inked on his skin. He’s wearing grey sweatpants, and his hair is wet, which means he showered too. He doesn’t say anything, he just looks at me with that intense look in his eyes.
‘Can we talk?’ I ask, and hope he doesn’t say anything mean. I’m still slightly intoxicated, but I’m not as brave as I was a couple hours ago.
‘Ofcourse.’ He says, and opens the door for me. I step in, and glare at him when I see some posters of girls with barely any clothes on. He grins at me, and sits down on his bed.
‘This room has been the same since I was seventeen, don’t judge me.’ He explains, and I smile.
‘Sit down..’ He says, and I do as he says, sitting down next to him on his huge bed. The room is simple, and boyish.
‘So what do you want to talk about?’ He asks, not looking at me, but at his hands in his lap. He’s playing with his rings and I bite my lip.
‘You seemed mad.’ I say, but it sounds like a whisper.
‘I’m not mad.’ He simply answers, still not looking me in the eye.
‘Then why were you so silent and grumpy in the car?’ I look at him, and he shrugs his shoulder, still not looking at me..
‘Neymar, look at me.’ I softly say, placing my hand on his. He peers up at me, and his eyes look sad.
‘Talk to me, we’re best friends.’ I almost beg him, and he finally says something useful.
‘I’m not mad, I’m just sad about how I ended things with you when we were younger.. I was ashamed.’ My heart feels heavy, but I don’t feel sad anymore when I think about that.
‘I forgave you. We were young, it doesn’t matter anymore. We’re adults now.‘
‘We’re adults.’ He repeats after me.
‘But I still feel the same about you. You didn’t change, you’re still the same sweet, innocent girl I fell in love with all those years ago.’ My jaw almost drops at his confession, and my heart flutters at his words. He was in love with me? How on earth is that possible. I was always dirty, and wore ugly clothes. I could have never imagines him falling in love with a girl like me..
‘Please say something.’ He says, desperately looking me in the eye. Instead of answering him, and telling him I’ve always felt love for him too, i lean in, giving him what he wants. My lips meet his, and he’s surprised but still lets me in. His arms wrap around me, and pull me closer to him as the kiss deepens and I let his tongue in. I never even thought about the possibility that he might’ve liked me, but now that I know I’m not afraid anymore of giving in. He softly pulls me back, so we’re laying on the bed. He’s on top of me, but all the weight is on his elbows which are place on both sides of me.  He continues his kiss down my jaw, and neck and softly bites my lower lip as his lips meet mine again. I giggle in response, and his smile warms my heart.
‘That’s the best sound in the whole world.’ He whispers in my ear, and his hot breath gives me a foreign feeling in the pit of my stomach. We’re disturbed when we hear sounds from downstairs, which means that our parents are home. I sigh, and Neymar sits up, pulling me with him.
‘To be continued?’ He asks, still a little bit out of breath. I wanna answer him, but I hear my dad calling my name, causing my to jump up. Neymar sighs as he stand up too, and takes my hand as we walk out of his room. When we reach the stairs, I let go of his hand and I looks at me confused as we reach the bottom where his parents and my dad are waiting.
‘Why didn’t you guys tell us you were leaving?’ Senior asks, and I regret not calling them to make sure they knew we were ok.
‘I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.’ I say, as I feel my dad glaring at me. I look at him, and he looks from Neymar to me.
‘Damn right it won’t.’ He says, and I feel Neymar shift uncomfortably next to me. My dad’s words would sound normal, if he didn’t look at me as if he knew what happened in Neymar’s room only minutes ago. His parents don’t seem to mind, even though I’m sure the feel like something’s going on. I look at Neymar, and he nods at me, reassuring me that everything is going to be ok. 

Imagine Zayn Malik

Continuação do imagine que ele é capitão do time de futebol e ela é a líder de torcida.

(Parte 1)

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Parte II

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Meu lábios já estavam inchados e com o batom borrado de tanto beijar Zayn. Mas era maravilhoso. Ele tinha uma pegada incrível, forte e ao mesmo tempo carinhosa e delicada. 

Nesse momento nós estávamos dentro do seu carro, ainda no pátio do colégio. 

- Quer ir pra algum lugar? - perguntou me encarando 

- Pra onde você quiser! - ri e ele fez o mesmo 

Ele ligou o carro e dirigiu para algum lugar, até então desconhecido por mim. Durante todo o caminho fomos conversando, trocando carícias, alguns beijinhos rápidos; ele fazia um carinho na minha coxa e eu na dele. 

Ele parou o carro e puxou o freio de mão. Olhando pela janela vi que estávamos na sua casa. Descemos do carro e entramos. A casa era enorme e estava completamente silenciosa. Escutei a porta ser fechada atrás de mim e minha cintura foi abraçada. Senti beijos no meu pescoço, que me fez arrepiar. Sorri com a carícia e joguei minha cabeça para trás, a apoiando em seu ombro. 

- Eu já disse o quão viciado eu estou em você e no seu beijo?! - ri fraco.

- Já! E eu espero que isso seja uma coisa boa e não passageira! - ele me virou pra ele e me encarou por alguns instantes. 

- Pra mim isso é ótimo! - sorriu e me beijou - E não passará tão cedo! - me beijou novamente.

Começou a nos guiar para seu quarto, ainda sem parar com os beijos. Ao entrarmos, ele fechou a porta. 

- Eu achava que você ia me dar um bolo! - ri. 

- Nós fizemos um trato! E eu confesso que estava começando a gostar da ideia de ir acompanhada por você no baile! - ele sorriu - O jogo ontem foi muito bom! Nem tivemos tempo de nos falar depois. você jogou muito bem. Parabéns! - ele sorriu.

- Obrigada! Você foi o meu maior incentivo! - o encarei surpresa.

- Eu? - perguntei espantada - Por que eu?

- Por conta do nosso trato. Se o nosso time ganhasse você iria comigo no baile. E o que eu mais queria era poder ficar com você, conversando e sendo sua companhia durante a noite. - se aproximou - Mas foi mais do que eu imaginava!

- Me sinto lisonjeada! - ele riu.

Se aproximou mais e grudou nossos lábios. Uma de suas mãos foram para a minha nuca e a outra ficou na minha cintura, colando nossos corpos; e eu passei a puxar seus cabelos. Ele foi me deitando na cama e ficando por cima de mim. Assim que deitamos, os beijos foram para o meu pescoço e sua mão que antes estava na minha cintura começou a passear pelo meu corpo. 

Minhas mãos foram para os botões da sua camisa branca e logo ela estava longe do seu corpo. Ele se afastou de mim e abaixou o zíper do meu vestido. O tirou delicadamente e analisou meu corpo por inteiro. Seus olhos encontraram o meu de novo e vi que eles estavam mais escuros que o normal.

- Tão linda! - disse baixinho me fazendo sorrir e corar. 

Ele se abaixou e começou a distribuir beijinhos molhados por todo meu corpo. Arrepios percorriam meu corpo e eu me sentia num mundo paralelo; onde existíamos só eu e ele. No nosso momento e no nosso mundo. 

Nos virei na cama e tirei sua calça. Sorri e corei ao ver o grande volume preso em sua boxer preta. Ele me puxou, fazendo com que sentasse em seu colo com uma perna de cada lado, e me beijou com mais desejo e precisão. Sua mão apertava minha coxa de uma maneira gostosa, e ao mesmo tempo fazia um carinho. Tirou meu sutiã e o jogou em um canto qualquer. Encarou meus seios e beijou cada um deles. 

Novamente ele ficou por cima. Enquanto ele brincava com meu pescoço, sua mão desceu para a minha intimidade, fazendo um carinho ali. Automaticamente minhas pernas se abriram para receber essa carícia. Pude sentir ele sorrir com o feito. Levei minha mão te seu membro e o apertei de leve, vendo ele respirar pesado. 

Já cansado das provocações, tirou minha calcinha devagar e depois a sua boxer; pegou uma camisinha e, após vesti-la, se encaixou na minha entrada, me invadindo aos poucos. Porém, ao contrário do que eu esperava, ele não se moveu. 

Os movimentos partiram de mim, que ansiava por mais; mas ele prendeu meu corpo com seu peso, me impedindo de mexer. Aos pouquinho e bem devagar ele começou a se mover. Demorou mais um pouco até que ele atingisse um ritmo mais rápido e preciso. Mas enfim estávamos no nosso ritmo. Ele ia fundo dentro de mim, e se mexia com rapidez. 

Envolvi sua cintura com minha pernas, o ajudando a ir mais fundo ainda. Gemidos preenchiam o quarto. Eu comecei a ficar mole, minhas pernas começaram a tremer. Eu estava imersa em uma onda de prazer absurdo. A última coisa que consegui fazer foi gemer alto enquanto me derramava nele. Não demorou muito para que ele também atingisse seu máximo; soltando um gemido alto e rouco. 

Eu ainda estava em êxtase. Quando fiquei mais consciente, vi ele se levantando e pegando nossas peça íntimas e uma camiseta sua. Voltou para cama e me entregou minha lingerie e sua camiseta. Ele se deitou ao meu lado, me abraçando e fazendo carinho no meu cabelo enquanto eu acariciava seu peitoral desnudo.

- Isso foi incrível! - ele disse por fim. 

- Foi! Foi maravilhoso! - eu falei o encarando. 

- Foi a realização de um sonho pra mim! - o olhei - E eu não quero que seja só por hoje. Eu quero que seja sempre; que possamos ficar juntos no colégio, andar de mãos dadas por ai, poder passar a tarde toda com você. Eu quero você pra mim! - não pude deixar de sorri boba ao escutar isso dele.

- Será um sonho do qual eu jamais vou querer acordar! - ele sorriu e me beijou delicada e carinhosamente. 

- Boa noite, princesa!

- Boa noite, Zayn!

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/Helo^^


Espero do fundo do coração que tenham gostado! Me contem o que acharam!

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Thick & Proud *Marco Asensio imagine* 

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“You know I love you right?” Marco asked as we laid out on the lawn, a blanket beneath us. 

I looked over to him and nodded, “Yeah why?”

Marco shook his head, and instead of looking down at me he focused his gaze on the night sky above us. This was something that Marco and I did often, after a long day we’d sprawl out a blanket on the lawn get a few boxes of pizza and just look up at the beautiful night sky. 

Tonight Marco was acting weirder than his normal self-going around the bush, and continually asking if I love him or the simple fact that I know he loves me. I mean I wasn’t going to complain, I loved the attention and reassurance of his love for me but it did seem as if something was up. 

Taking another look over to Marco, my eyebrows furrowed before shaking my head and focusing my eyes back on the sky. 

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“Y/N, you ready?” Marco asked knocking on the bathroom door.

“Yeah, just give me a second and I’ll be out” I said closing up the eye shadow palette that was in my hands. 

Giving myself one last look over I stepped out of the bathroom, making my way through the bedroom I’d seen a glimpse of Marco throwing something in the bin before standing up and smiling at me. 

I raised an eyebrow and motioned to his previous actions, “Everything alright?” I asked

Marco nodded his head, “Yeah, yeah just spam mail that I needed to throw away” He said making his way over to me and placing his hands on mine. 

Placing a kiss on the top of my hand, he smiled, “All done?” 

I nodded, “Yeah, you ready” 

Turning with my hand still in his, we walked through the house, and to the garage getting into the car and  pulling out. We were going to the mall, because Marco said he needed to get the new pairs of shoes that just dropped at the footlocker and said it couldn’t wait for any other day it had to be today. 

As we arrived at the mall, it wasn’t an outing without paparazzi or fans taking pictures so this trip would have to be a quick one. Every time the paparazzi came I always anticipated the  type of articles that would be written or what type of rumors would be created. 

It was something that I had to learn to somewhat deal with when it came to being in a relationship with Marco. 

Walking through the mall we’d heard numerous things being said, and numerous questions being asked. “Y/N did you read the articles!”

“Are you conscious of-”

“She’s nothing like that, and has no reason to be she’s a gorgeous woman who would like to be left alone” Marco said loud enough for them to hear. 

“Are you sure, it seems like she’s always wearing certain things to make herself look slimmer” 

At this I stopped and looked at who’d said it before chuckling and walking ahead of Marco and the crowd of paparazzi. By the time we’d reached inside of the store, the employees were able to close the doors so that Marco could look for his shoes in peace without the paparazzi’s asking their millions of questions. 

Marco and I didn’t say anything to each other which is weird because we’re normally always talking and at times have to be told to shut up. After he’d found his shoes we paid, and left through another exit to lose everyone that had followed us towards the store. 

~~At Home~~

Sitting on the bed, I read the cover of the magazine that Marco had thrown in the trash. He’d gone outside since we’d come home to work out and kick the ball around some. 

Getting up from the bed, I walked out to Marco sitting on the couch. “Was this what you were trying to hide from me?” I asked sitting next to him and handing him the article

Marco looked up at me shocked, “Where’d you get this?” He asked

I chuckled, “Marco, I don’t think spam mail is supposed to be that big” I said 

Marco sighed, and turned to face me. “Did you read it?” 

I nodded, “Yeah”

Looking at me, Marco held my hands in his. “I don’t want you to pay any attention to whatever was said in this article or the others. They have no idea what they’re talking about, it doesn’t matter what size you are now or the size you’re going to be I’ll love you forever. You’re what’s beautiful and sexy to me, and I’m not ashamed to be with you. I think I’m probably the only footballer besides Messi who show’s off their other half all the time.” He said

I chuckled, “Thank you Marco, I appreciate it really.”

Marco smiled leaning over placing a kiss on my lips, “Who reads magazines anyways they’re actually really stupid” 

I laughed, “Very stupid”

5

The Ronaldo’s Part 1/8: The First Episode *Cristiano Ronaldo imagine*

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Cristiano looked over to me, arms crossed. “We’re moving right now, is this the best time to do this? Especially with everything we’ve got going on” He said 

I sighed, “It’s up to you, they approached the both of us because we’re not really out there with our private life” I said 

Cristiano nodded, and moved his gaze back down to the paper that lay on the table in front of us. He sighed sitting up forward, and sighed taking the pen and signing it. “Just don’t capture any heated moments in the bedroom alright” Cristiano said chuckling 

I rolled my eyes, “You’re unbelievable” 

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“Alright so we’re just going to start with the introductions for the family members, we’re going to start with Cristiano first” The production director said 

Cristiano nodded his head, and sat down in the chair as they began to ask questions. “So Cristiano, you’re just going to introduce yourself as if the world doesn’t know you” He said once again

Cristiano starred at the camera, and sighed. “My name is Cristiano Ronaldo, and welcome to my life” He said smirking at the camera

I chuckled watching him. “Hello my name is Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aviero, and I used to play for Real Madrid, but will now play for Juventus FC in Italy.” 

“Good, now go into more of your family and we’ll start their interviews and introductions afterwards” The director said

“Okay” Shortly afterward, Cristiano was done doing his introduction and it was my turn. “So Y/N same thing as Cristiano but about yourself, and your business” 

I nodded smiling, after counting down I began speaking. “Hello my name is Y/N Ronaldo, I am Cristiano’s wife and a model.” I said, “How did you and Cristiano meet?” The director asked

I chuckled, “We met back when he played for Manchester United, but started dating after he moved to Spain to play for Madrid.” I answered

“How is he at being a husband and father?” 

I smiled, “Cristiano’s an amazing husband, although he can be rough sometimes he’s also very sweet and romantic which is something that everyone thinks he isn’t. As well he’s amazing with our two kids” 

I continued on a little bit more speaking about our family and introducing the kids before, my interview/introduction had concluded. They spoke to the kids next, both Junior and Nadalia were nervous at first but loosened up after a little bit. 

They started filming right after they had concluded the interviews, it was weird having them follow me at first but eventually it didn’t bother me. “During the filming I was supposed to have a photoshoot in the backyard for this new up and coming swimwear line. I’m very excited for it” I said as I was doing my mini-interview

“Do you think Cristiano will be okay with it?” Darlene the producer asked

I smiled, “I think he’ll be fine with it” I answered

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“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! what’s going on here?” Cristiano asked coming over to me as I was getting dressed into what would be my sixth bathing suit. 

“A photoshoot” I said

Cristiano shook his head placing a towel over everything, “Cristiano!” I called out

“Nope none of it, not my wife. Don’t you know you’re sexy?” He asked

I laughed, “Cristiano, move before I push you into the pool”

Cristiano laughed placing a kiss on my lips, “Make sure my wife is the hottest woman on the planet which she already is but make her look even more amazing”He said pointing a finger and everyone.

Everybody laughed at his comment, “And this will conclude the first episode”

3

I….Really Love You * Rafinha Alcantara imagine*

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”Do you ever plan on getting dressed?” I asked walking into Rafinha’s house

Rafinha shrugged turning around and allowing for his back muscles to flex as he stretched without his shirt on. “Today is kinda my relax day you know, no futbol so early in the morning” He said sitting at the table

Looking at the table I chuckled, as he smiled up at me. “So you didn’t wake up early to make breakfast for someone who didn’t call?” I asked as he motioned to the seat

Rafinha smiled, “Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t” He said

I smiled, “Well either way if you did or didn’t thank you, for the food” I said

Rafinha smiled at me once more, and handed me the fruit bowl. We both ate the food, or more like I ate and Rafinha watched me before he went back to his room getting ready. “So where are we going that I need to bring a blanket?” He asked stepping out of the room

”I need pictures for this project at school, so I thought I could use you to take them” I said smiling

He nodded before following me out of the house, we got in his car and drove to the first location. When we arrived at the first location Rafinha seemed kind of jumpy seeing that there were many people around. 

I placed my hand on his shoulder, “Hey if you don’t want to we don’t have to, we could just come back later” I said

Rafinha looked down at me shaking his head, “Nah this is alright I just won’t pay them any attention” He said

I looked and him and nodded before moving to set up my camera, after setting everything up Rafinha sat down at a nearby table and I began taking my photos. The day went on like this with us going to various locations and me just taking pictures, we also enjoyed whatever fun stuff each location had around. 

Now we were at our last and final location,  which was an opened field that was filled with flowers. As I’d began to take the photo’s I noticed Rafinha smiling down while holding a few flowers. Absentmindedly I began shifting from taking pictures of the area to taking them of him. 

After taking a variety of them, I walked over taking a seat on the floor next to him, “Thank you for coming with me today it means a lot” I said as he sat down

Rafinha smiled, “That’s what friends are for right?” He asked

I nodded my head, “Right” 

We stayed in what seemed like a comfortable silence for a while before I laid back on the blanket staring up at the bright sky. I allowed for my eyes to close, as I continued to take in the sounds of the field. 

I could feel myself start to drift off but woke up when Rafinha cleared his throat. Opening my eyes I saw that he was no longer sitting next to me but instead standing, I raised an eyebrow. “You okay?” I asked sitting up

He nodded, “Yeah, I….I want to tell you something” He said shifting his weight

I stood up staring up at him, “What’s wrong? Everything okay?”

Rafinha gave me a reassuring smile, “Everything is fine it’s just something I’ve wanted to discuss with you for a while now” He said

I nodded my head waiting for him to continue, “You know I care about you right? Like very deeply” 

I looked at him, “Yeah, you tell me that all the time” I answered

Rafinha nodded his head, “Right I do-” He said speaking more to himself, “Well um- I just wanted to…..I mean I…It’s very difficult to say this but I think you’re a really great person Y/N everything about you from your hair to your personality you’re amazing.” He said 

I smiled, “Thank you Rafinha, and you’re just as amazing, everything you do is great” I said

Rafinha smiled, “What I originally wanted to say was I really…. I really love you Y/N” 

I stared at him for a moment before blinking, “You what?” I asked

“I love you” 

“Seriously?” I asked 

Rafinha chuckled, “Yeah seriously, you’re the only person I think about day in and day out. I can’t get you off my mind and when I do, you just pop back in again. So I decided to take this moment, to formally ask you if you would change from being my Best Friend to being my Girlfriend” He said 

As I watched him a smile slowly formed on my face before I nodded my head, “Yes”

Rafinha’s eyes widened, “Yes?” He repeated

I nodded, “Yes” 

Rafinha smiled before picking me up and spinning me around, we were so caught up in the moment from the happiness that Rafinha’s lips ended up on mine by the time we were done spinning. 

When we pulled away I looked at him, “Did you just kiss me?” I asked

Rafinha smiled, “Yes, yes I did”

3

You’re The Only One I See *Lionel Messi imagine *

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“Leo can you just get in bed I can’t sleep if you’re not here” I said as I stared at him back

He chuckled throwing his shirt in the bin before making his way next to me, “Such a demanding woman I have” He said 

I smiled fixing myself to cuddle with him, “You know you love it” I said which caused him to laugh a little

“You’re right I do” 

~

Waking up the next morning, Leo’s arm was draped over my waist as he slept. It always seemed to happen like this. With Leo being a heavy sleeper and not an early person meanwhile I am also a heavy sleeper but however I wake to early for my own good. 

So being careful not to wake up him, I removed his arm which took the strength of two hands. After laying it back down carefully, I made my way to the bathroom and did my morning routine. 

Going into the living room, I pulled out my laptop and began reading a bunch of different online websites and articles that popped up on the screen. After reading a few of them, I went over to a blog called “The Lives of Footballers” . 

I scrolled through a bunch of stuff about players before scrolling upon a post about Leo and I. The photo along with the post was a photo that was taken the day we’d gotten engaged which was only a week ago. 

As I scrolled through the article, I’d read things that made me question a lot of things in my life. Inside of the article it spoke about my skin, the darkness of it and there were even some jokes mixed into this portion. 

I began to feel upset, but as I continued reading I’d begun to cry. They mentioned, about Leo deserving more and someone better than me with how dark my skin was. That being with me is risking his entire career, and any chance of him becoming a legend and labeled something more than just a footballer. 

I’d heard ruffling coming from in the room, and instantly got out of the page wiping any sign of tears off of my face. Moments later Leo walked through the door, rubbing his eyes. “Have you been up this entire time?” He asked coming over and placing a kiss on my head

I nodded, “Um yeah”

Leo looked at me his face scrunched up as he examined me, “Everything alright?” Leo asked 

I nodded, “Yeah everything’s fine, I’m gonna go get ready” I said moving past him

Walking into the room, I got clothes together and went into the shower afterwards putting on the clothes. By the time I’d finished it seemed like some of the guys were here, which would make perfect timing to leave the house without having a full conversation. 

“Hey I’m gonna head out for a few” I said walking into the kitchen

Leo nodded his head, placing a kiss on my cheek. “Be careful okay” He said

“Bye Leo” I said grabbing my keys

~~~

“Y/N can you just answer his calls, I don’t understand why you’re being like this” Jazz said

I sighed, “I just don’t want to talk to him right now” I said putting my head down

She sighed, “Y/N, you’ve been like this for four days now, you’re not even wearing your ring anymore” She said

I looked down at my bare hands, “Jazz, I just-I just don’t want to talk about it right now” I said

She groaned getting up from the counter, and moving into the living room. For the past four days I’d been escaping the house before Leo could know I was gone as well as coming home later when I knew he was asleep. 

“You’re avoiding a man who loves you with all his heart stupid” Jazz said 

I rolled my eyes, “Okay Mom”

After a while we fell into a silence, before there was knock at the front door. Jazz got up going over and answering it. “Hello-”

“Jazmine, it’s nice to see you is Y/N here?” 

I looked a little bit to see Leo standing there, “Come in Leo” Jazz said letting him inside, “I’m gonna step into my room, you guys can talk out here” She said

Leo nodded thanking her before looking over to me, “Y/N” He said 

I kept my gaze away from him and more-so at the door, “ Y/N, I know why you’re upset. Listen to me, I love you. I don’t care what anyone in the world has to say about it, you’re the one I chose to be my wife and be with forever. It’s you and me against everybody remember” Leo said

I looked up at him and saw he had a smile on his face as he spoke to me, “There’s no one else in the world that’s made for me, besides you. So please come home with me” 

“You sure?”I asked

Leo sighed walking over to me and taking my hands in his, “ Y/N, do you know how perfect and beautiful you are? Your skin alone, makes any man that looks at you stop and stare because of how beautiful your skin is. The smile that you carry, as well as the confidence captivates everyone walking into the room. Everywhere I go people are always congratulating me, and saying how lucky we are to have found each other. But I just have to let them know in reality how lucky I am to have met the woman who has changed my life forever” 

I smiled at him, “What did I do to deserve you?” I asked standing in front of him

Leo smiled down at me, placing his hands on my waist. “ Like I always tell you, I don’t know what I did to deserve you and your wonderful self” 

“Thank you Leo” 

He smiled, “My job as your husband, is to make you know that you’re the only woman in the world for me. And I reassure you that you are” 

I smiled placing a kiss on his lips, “You know I love you a lot right” 

Leo chuckled, “And you know I love you more than you’ll ever know”

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Happy Little Family *Neymar jr ft Davi Luca imagine*

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Staring at the double doors I couldn’t understand why everyone was such a mess and running around behind me. “Okay does she have her makeup on already?”

”Wasn’t this supposed to start like two hours ago?”

”I told you that old man drives slow, and those ladies took forever on something I could’ve done”Marissa said folding her arms

I just chuckled at the women behind me and leaned on my arms, “How can you be so calm? You were late for your own wedding, and nothing is even here” Julia said coming over to me

I looked up at her and gave her a smile, “We already said I do without the rings, what do I have to be worried about? Plus have you seen him in a tux I can wait all day” I said to her

They all stopped running around and laughed, “You two didn’t go to the court house did you?” My Mother asked as she watched me sternly

I shook my head, “No ma we didn’t, I’m just saying even without this big wedding and the dress we’re already each others partners for life” 

She gave me a nod, before walking and going to fix my sisters hair. After a little bit more of the freaking out that these women were doing they calmed down and made their way outside. 

I stood up fixing the dress, and smiled at my reflection happy with the results of the dress and for the next few moments that would be leading up. 

As I finished glancing over the details of the dress, a knock on the door took my attention away. “Y/N can I come in?” 

I smiled, “C’mon in” 

As the doors opened in walked Davi, holding the rings in his hands. I smiled down at him, “Hey lil’man what brings you over here?” I asked taking a seat 

Davi sat down next to me and smiled, “Thank you” He said

I raised an eyebrow, “Thank you for what?”

“For making my Dad happy, and loving me” 

I smiled giving him a hug, “Well thank you for allowing me to love you and your Dad” I said ruffling his hair

He chuckled, “Can I call you Mãe?”

I nodded, “Y/N honey are you-Oh!Davi” My Dad said walking in a smile on his face

Davi smiled back, “Vovô” He said running and giving him a hug

My Dad hugged him back, and smiled, “Are you ready?” He asked looking towards me

I nodded, “I’ve been ready” 

~~4 Years Later

“Neymar I feel gross” I said as I laid down on the bed 

Neymar chuckled, “You’re not gross babe you’re pregnant” 

I rolled  my eyes, “Alright I feel grossly pregnant” 

Neymar looked over to me shaking his head, “Mãe , Pai I’m ready” Davi said walking into the room

This made Neymar look at me, “You see even our son is ready to go” 

I groaned, “Alright, alright I’ll finish getting ready” I said

He smiled, giving Davi a high five. 

Walking into the bathroom I finished getting ready, and put on my Brazil shirt with Neymar’s number on it. Today was the last day of the tournament, and Brazil had made it to the finals against home country Russia. 

It’d been a pleasant World Cup no injury scares, no bad calls, no nothing not even a labor scare. 

It was a big risk for me to join Neymar at the World Cup but hey what’s life without any big risks? I could have this baby anytime, but thankfully I had doctors with me at all times whenever Neymar was playing. 

“Alright I’m done let’s go win us a World Cup” I said 

Neymar chuckled, “Davi can you grab the bag for me please” He said shaking his head at me 

The three of us walked out of the room, and out to the van that was waiting to take Davi and I to the stadium. Neymar would be going on the team bus. Once Davi and I were inside Neymar placed kiss on my lips, “Alright I’ll see you guys at the stadium” He said

I smiled, “Be safe” I said 

Neymar nodded, “I’m always safe” 

~~

“You can’t get stressed out or to excited you might pop out the baby” The female nurse said 

I nodded, “I know, I can’t but they just won and it was out of excitement that I screamed” I said to her 

She chuckled giving me a hug, “Congratulations” 

The confetti that took the arena in Yellow and Blue was mesmerizing as was all three goals that the boys had scored. The game ended 3-0, with Neymar, Willian and Fred each scoring. 

Davi had gone onto the field with Neymar who along with his teammates were throwing him up into the air. It’s times like these that I say thank you for my happy little family.

4

Meet Lil’ Man *Gareth Bale imagine* @c-ly-g

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“Babe, do you mind taking me to practice?” Gareth asked coming into the room

I nodded giving him a smile, “Yeah let me dress Lonzo, and we can go” I said

Gareth smiled walking in, “Here let me dress him, you go eat” He said

I smiled before placing a kiss on his cheek, and going to the kitchen. After getting something to eat, I walked back into the room to see Gareth sitting on the bed with Lonzo on his lap playing with his hands. “Ready?” I asked

He nodded standing up and carrying Lonzo out to the car. He placed Lonzo in his car seat, and got in the passengers side. The drive to the stadium wasn’t long, and was filled with laughter because of Gareth’s constant jokes. When we arrived at the stadium, Gareth looked over and smiled placing a kiss on my lips. “I’ll see you after yeah” 

I nodded, “Have fun, well I mean as fun as practice should be” I said chuckling

Gareth chuckled, “Love you, bye Lonzo” He said getting out of the car

I smiled, before exiting the stadium and going back to the house. 

~~

As I pulled back up to the stadium, I realized that I was a little early and had never really seen the stadium because I’ve always been working. So taking Lonzo out of his car seat, I carried him on my hip and walked into the stadium. “ Ma’am there’s no game today” Someone said

I turned, Lonzo on my hip, “Oh I’m just here to see Gareth” I said

The man looked at me for a second before his eyes widened, “You’re Y/N?” He asked 

I nodded confused, “Uh yes” 

A small smile  made it’s way onto his  face, “You’re okay to go in, I’ll lead you to the fields” He said 

I smiled, “Thank you” 

Lonzo looked between the security guard and I before carrying his gaze to the building. After he’d led us to the practice fields I sat with Lonzo on my lap, in the stands watching them practice. 

When I looked down at Lonzo, his face lit up watching Gareth and every so often he’d clap his hands when he scored in the drill they were doing. Every so often the guys would look over to the two us with confused faces.

As the practice came to an end,  the guys followed Gareth over to Lonzo and I who were now on the pitch. “How long have you guys been there?” He asked placing a kiss on my forehead.

I smiled, “Not long” 

The guys peaked around Gareth to look at Lonzo and I, “Um Gareth you care to introduce us?” Isco asked

Gareth chuckled picking up Lonzo, and turning to face them. “Well everybody this is Y/N my girlfriend and our son, Lonzo” He said 

Lonzo gave everyone a stare before hiding his face, “Wait, wait , wait you had a kid? Gareth Bale?” Marco asked

I chuckled, “Lonzo is my son from a previous relationship” I answered

“He looks like Gareth a little bit though” Lucas said

“Got my eyes don’t he” Gareth smiled placing a kiss on his head

“It’s nice to meet you Y/N, we’ve heard a little but a good amount about you” Marcelo said shaking my hand

I smiled, “I’ve heard loads about you guys, and I mean everything was good” I said 

The guys, Gareth and I continued to talk for a good while before they went and got changed, Lonzo going with them because he didn’t want to leave Gareth. When they returned back from the dressing rooms, Gareth was holding Lonzo but Lonzo was playing with Marco and Lucas. 

“I’m guessing he’s let up now” I said smiling at Lonzo’s laughter

Gareth nodded his head, “He didn’t want me to get changed at first but eventually went with the guys” He said

I smiled,  “So Y/N, where are you from” Karim asked as we sat in the cafeteria 

“I’m originally from Chile but I moved to Spain when I was young” I said

“So if Chile and Wales play each other in a match who are you going for?” Isco asked 

I chuckled looking over to Gareth, “He’s always like that” He said

I smiled, “I think I’d have to support my man and go with Wales” I said

Isco’s eyes widened, “Really?” 

I nodded, “Does Lonzo still see his dad?” Cristiano asked looking over to him

I shook my head, “No, we went our separate ways when Lonzo was a baby. He see’s Gareth as his Dad” I said

Just as I’d said that Lonzo began to look around, before settling his eyes on Gareth and I at the table. He made his way over, and raised his arms up towards him. Gareth smiled picking up Lonzo, “He’s cute” Keylor said

I smiled, “Thank you” 

We ate with the remaining teammates in the cafeteria before we made our way back to the car, this time Gareth driving. It silent for a while before Gareth began talking, “I’m sorry about the questions today” He said looking over 

I shook my head, “Don’t be, its normal they’d want to ask” I said

“You okay? It seemed like you got a little sad when they asked about your ex?” 

I sighed, “It was sad just talking about it but, it was okay nothing I haven’t said or heard before” I told him

Gareth nodded his head before taking my hand in his, and placing a kiss on the top of mine. “Just know you’re stuck with me forever” He said

I chuckled, “Am I now?”

He nodded his head again, “Till the end of time” 

I smiled, “I love you” 

“Love you more”

3

New Titles (Lionel Messi imagine)

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“Leo, Amayah I’m back” I said setting the groceries down on the table, it didn’t take long before the pitter-patter of feet. After seeing the two of them I smiled, “Mommy! Mommy! Look” Amayah said jumping into my arms

I smiled looking down at her nails, “Wow who painted your nails so pretty?” I asked 

Amayah looked back at Leo and pointed at him, “Leo did, he said this is Mommy’s favorite color” She said 

I looked up at him giving him a smile, “Here why don’t you go fix up the nail polish and I’ll help Mommy put away the groceries” Leo said 

Amayah nodded her head , and made her way back to the room to clean up. I smiled, giving Leo a kiss, “Thank you for doing her nails so pretty” I said looking up into his eyes

Leo smiled, “Anytime you want a good nail polish job done just call me” He said

I laughed, “Whatever” 

We pulled apart from each other and began to put away the groceries. Leo and I were able to put away a good amount of the groceries before we’d heard Amayah’s voice.

“Leo!, Mommy I’m finished” She said running back into the kitchen and sitting on top of the counter.

I chuckled, “Well since you’re done put this away” I said handing her the milk

Leo and I stopped putting them away, and watched as she opened the fridge doing a little dance before putting it inside of the fridge. When she turned around she looked at us, “What?” She asked

We both shook our heads chuckling, “Nothing, nothing”

Once we finished putting them away, we went out into the backyard and were later joined by some of Leo’s teammates and their children. “Amayah, is Uncle Messi your dad?” Sasha asked as they sat down at the table to eat

Amayah looked over to Leo who was engulfed in conversations with the boys before shrugging her shoulders. “I don’t know” She answered 

Sasha raised an eyebrow before shoving food in his mouth, “How don’t you know?”

Before Amayah could respond I but in, “Sasha would you like some juice?” 

He nodded his head, “Yes please” 

Amayah looked up to me before giving me a slight smile, I went with Sasha into the kitchen and handed him the juice box’s to share with the rest of the children that didn’t have any. 

~~

The rest of the dinner with the team went fine, the kids continued to play with each other throughout the night while the adults just talked and joked about random and everyday things. After everyone had left, Amayah was playing in the living room with her toys. While Leo and I sat on the couch. 

“Mommy, I’m tired” Amayah said rubbing her eyes and walking into Leo’s arms

I smiled down at her, “Why don’t you clean up your toys and I’ll go give you a bath” I said

She shook her head, “I want Leo to give me a bath” She said looking up at him

Leo looked over to me, before looking back to Amayah, “That’s fine, let’s clean up first though” He said smiling at her

I chuckled, as the three of us went to the floor to pick up the toys. When everything was done being picked up, Amayah and Leo made their way to the bathroom, I watched as they made their way into the bathroom and smiled. 

I loved seeing the two of them together, even though Amayah isn’t his I loved the way he still treated her as if she was. There’s even a small part of me that wishes Amayah could be his, after her father past away and I’d raised her by myself she never really smiled as brightly as she does when she’s with Leo. 

She never really knew her father, the last time he was alive she wasn’t even born yet. But because of his sudden passing I ended up going into labor a lot sooner than expected. 

I met Leo when Amayah, turned one. We met through mutual friends and clicked instantly, he’s been in Amayah’s life since then. And I’ve been grateful for everything that he’s done for the both of us in these last four years. 

I was so deep into my thoughts that I’d let the water that was hot before turn cold. Turning off the shower, I got out wrapping myself in a towel before entering the bedroom to get dressed in one of Leo’s big T-shirts. 

Laying in bed, I noticed Leo wasn’t back yet and decided to wait for him to come into bed before falling asleep. It didn’t take long before I could feel myself start to doze off, but I caught myself just in time for Leo to walk through the door. 

I looked at him noticing how different his demeanor was, and then that’s when I noticed that he was crying. Moving over to him I scanned him once more taking his hands in mine, “Leo what’s wrong?” I asked

He looked at me a small smile on his face as he took his other hand and caressed my face, “Leo, is Amayah okay?”I questioned after another round of his silence

He nodded, “She’s fine” He said 

I let out a sigh, “Then tell me what’s wrong, why are you crying?” I asked

This time Leo smiled, “She asked if she could call me Dad”He said 

I stared at him, and a smile slowly began to make it’s way onto my face. “Y/N she asked if she could call me Dad, she really did” He said getting happy

Placing a kiss on his lips I smiled, “That’s amazing Leo” I said looking into his eyes

He smiled, “Thank you for bringing her into my life Y/N”He said 

~~

“Bye Mommy! Bye Daddy!” Amayah shouted as she ran out of the car

Leo looked over to me, and smiled, “That’s our little girl”

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Downhill Spiral *Jesse Lingard imagine*

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I’ve always been told that after a God flooded the world, he promised that he wouldn’t ever again and used the rainbow as a sign of his promise. This was something from my childhood that I carried with me. Whenever things would go wrong, thinking of the rainbow and the good that comes out of the bad kept me going. 

But recently it didn’t feel like anything good was going to come. No matter how much I’d hoped and wished for it to happen. 

It’d been 2 years since Jesse and I had broken up, and I’d lost all contact with someone I once called my best friend.  I understood though, he was busy with futbol and his new girlfriend I didn’t expect him to still keep in contact. 

And it wasn’t like I was awaiting his call, but it would’ve been nice. “Aye Y/N you seen why Lingard’s girl said about you?” Jackson asked laughing

I turned looking at him, “What did she say?” I asked my voice quiet

Snickering Jackson began to speak, “She said ‘She said ‘newer & fresher than his last’. “He said

I didn’t say anything there wasn’t anything I could say. It’s not like it was going to change anything that’s happening now or will happen in the future, “Y/N are you listening to me?” Jackson queried his voice sounding closer and angrier

I looked around the small kitchen, and before I could even correctly process he was already behind me with his hand tightly wrapped around my upper arm. Flinching as he turned me around, “Are you listening to me?” He asked this time slower while looking straight into my eyes

I nodded, “Then answer me” He said pushing me back into the counter

Wincing I looked up at him, “Y-Yes I’m listening” I said

Jackson looked at me once more before walking out of the kitchen and back to the living room chair. “And hurry up with the food” He shouted

“Okay” 

The rest of the day went like that, with the exception of him being sweet and apologizing promising not to say or do anything else to me again. But given twenty or thirty minutes later he would do it again. 

~Later On

“Alright Y/N I’ll be back tomorrow, I’ve gotta go to work” Jackson said coming over to the chair that I was sitting on

I didn’t bother looking at him, and just wished him a good day. As soon as he’d closed the door, and I heard his car drive off I ran to the door locking it sliding down once my back was against it. 

I don’t know when or how long I was sitting there before I’d eventually fallen asleep. Only waking up when my phone rang, picking it up in fear of it being Jackson I saw that it was the alarm for me to go to the store. 

I walked out to my car, and got in driving to the store. When I arrived to the store I pulled my hoodie so that my face wasn’t seen, and got out of my car making my way inside. 

My trip was quiet for the most part, and then I’d gotten this eerie feeling as if someone was watching me from afar. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck standing up, and I began to shake slightly. 

“Y/N!” Someone called out I didn’t look behind me instead I moved farther and faster down the aisle however I could hear the footsteps of the person who’d called out my name. 

“Y/N can you slow down” They called out again

What I thought was moving fast apparently wasn’t fast enough seeing as the person grabbed onto my arm which sent me in a frenzy. “Get away from me!” I yelled

“Y/N it’s me Jesse” He yelled over me

I stopped moving frantically and slowly opened my eyes looking up at him, looking into the eyes that I’d once knew but after a few seconds I looked away. “Y/N, are you alright?” He asked

I nodded my head, “Yeah, fine” 

“How-how have you been? I haven’t heard from you in a while” 

“I’ve been….”

TO BE CONTINUED 🤪🤪

3

 That’s My Wife (Cristiano Ronaldo Imagine)

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Waking up in the morning I realized the strong arms of the man who always slept next to me weren’t there. But the loud Portuguese music was still sounding from outside of the bedroom, moving out of the bed I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and take a shower. 

Once I was finished taking my shower and getting dressed I put on my hijab, and did my makeup before leaving the bedroom. When I walked into the kitchen Cristiano and one of his business partners, Al, sat at the counter on the computer. “Morning boys” I said giving them a smile

“Y/N, morning sorry if we woke you” He said

I shook my head, “In this house if music isn’t playing then something must be wrong” I said giving Al a hug

Standing up Cristiano placed a kiss on my lips, “We’re working on a new project” Cristiano said

He smiled, and then tilted his head slightly, “You know what Cristiano I don’t think we’ll have to look very far for anything regarding this project”He said 

Cristiano looked over to Al briefly before returning his attention back over to me, “You’re right, we don’t” Cristiano said smiling

I looked between the two of them with an eyebrow raised, “Um what project are you guys talking about exactly?” I asked them 

Taking my hand Cristiano brought me around the counter, and placed me on his lap. “Alright so here is what we’re planning” Cristiano begun, “For the CR7 brand we’ve just about everything covered from attire to electronics. But there’s one thing in attire that we haven’t been able to dip into.” Cristiano said

Raising an eyebrow I waited for either one of them to continue, “Hijabs” Al finally said after the moment of silence. 

“Okay so what does that have to do with the way you two looked at me all funny?” I asked 

Cristiano chuckled before looking at me and placing his hands on either side of me. “Babe, you’re the inspiration and the help that we need to do this project. I mean you wear hijabs, and we need someone’s input who wears them” He said 

I nodded, “Makes sense, have you picked any models yet? Like any known models?” I asked 

They just continued to stare at me, “Wait you want me to model this too?” 

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I paced the bedroom, as Cristiano stared at me. “You know you’re going to do amazing in this photoshoot right?” He asked sitting up 

I stopped and gave him a look, “That’s not what I’m worried about Cris, I’m worried about all the backlash and commentary on it” I said

He sighed getting off the bed, and walking over to me. “There’s nothing to be worried about, no one is going to judge you on it. This is an amazing thing that anyone would be proud and happy to see.” He said reassuringly

Sighing I looked into his eyes, “I’m still just worried” 

Cristiano smiled giving me a kiss, “And that’s normal but I know that you’re going to make everyone proud” He said

I gave him a shaky smile, before he led the both of us out of the bedroom and out to the car so we could go to the studio. 

Once we’d arrived at the studio, Cristiano introduced me to the photographer and some of the other models. Everyone was really nice, and had a smile on their face.

It wasn’t long before we started the shoot, and I also started to get more and more relaxed with each picture being taken. After a while it seemed like something so natural and as if the camera wasn’t even there to begin with.

When the shooting had come to an end, I thanked everyone and was pulled over to see how the photos looked. “Y/N, these look amazing, are you sure you’re not a model?” Ray asked looking at me

I chuckled, “Thank you for the compliment, but no I’m not. I’m just a wife who helps her husband all the time” I said 

Cristiano smiled placing a kiss on my forehead, “You did, amazing and these photos look amazing.” He said 

I smiled, “Thank you” 

After we had all finished going through the photos, Cristiano and I helped with clean up even after being told I didn’t have to, and then we went back home. 

~2 Weeks Later

“Can you stop shaking your leg? People aren’t going to say anything negative about it. They’re great photo’s” Cristiano said placing a hand on my leg

I sighed, “They’re great photos because I’m your wife but everyone else out there isn’t married to me” I said 

Cristiano chuckled, “There’s no need to be worried because you’re a gorgeous woman, and these photos are amazing”

As Cristiano and I stared at each other, we heard distant buzzing and both turned to look down at our phones. Picking up his, he answered the call and began speaking. “Hello….Yeah…..Yeah, she’s right here…..You’d like her for what?….Really, that’s amazing yeah I’ll let her know and call you back” Cristiano said before hanging up the phone.

I raised an eyebrow, “What?” I asked

He smiled, “That was Costa, he’s one of the photographers for Vogue and they want to have a business meeting with you”He said

I looked at him like he was crazy, “You’re lying”

Cristiano shook his head, “No I’m not, he said after seeing your photos everyone is trying to get to you haven’t you checked your email?”Cristiano asked

“Uh no we’ve been on the couch since we woke up” I said chuckling

Cristiano smiled placing a kiss on my lips, “I told you people would love those photos, and now look you’re off to be a model”