Married To The Soccer Player (Cristiano Ronaldo Sequel)

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Sorry, I haven't updated I had to wait to get a new charger for my computer :) Dedicating this to watsup_itsnancy and everyone else whom commented <3

On to the story...

Amber's POV

I woke up feeling an arm wrapped over me. I smiled at the thought of Cristiano coming back to me. No matter what he always comes back. So, I never ever really had to worry about anything because he always made things between us better. I looked down at the arm and it was paler than usual but I just ignored it. Suddenly I had this huge urge to pee. I went to use the bathroom, after than I took and shower and began to put on sweats. I went downstairs and made breakfast for us. I know that he loves French toast, eggs, bacon and sausage. Hopefully food would make this talk easier and he would be less on edge.

All of this was my fault. I screwed up and I have to make it better now because I can't lose him. He means too much to me. How fucking stupid can I be for doing this to him?

I went back open stairs. The bed was empty and I heard the shower on. I went to my vanity and put on some makeup. I need to look cute for this conversation so that he will be to focused on how great I looked to argue with me. I went to the closet trying to decided hat to wear.

I felt two arm wrapped around me and I smile.

"Morning babe," I heard familiar voice say. I pulled away and turned around to see Gareth smiling at me. What the fuck is he doing in my house? Cristiano is going to flip if he sees him here and that's the last thing I need. Why is he here?

"What the fuck are you doing in my house?" I asked.

"What? Your house? Don't you mean our house? Babe are you okay?" he asked coming closer to me. I ran away from him, he stopped me as soon as I got to the bedroom.

"Get your hands off of me," I yelled trying to push him away. "Have you fucking lost your mind?"

"Babe, calm down. All of this is not good for our baby," he said.

"Our baby?" I looked down and my stomach was huge. I had to be at least 7 to 8 months pregnant. This can't be real.

I looked up at Gareth. What the fuck is going on?
"Wh-where is Cristiano?" I asked Gareth as he fixed his dress shirt and tie.

"He is at the church," Gareth replied.

"Okay, okay. Umm, take me to the church," I said. How in the hell am I going to explain this to Cristiano?

"I am but you have to get dressed first your dress is hanging up in the closet," he said. He gave me a peck on the lips then went into the closet to get my dress and his jacket.

He handed me the dress, "I will be downstairs when you are ready."

I nodded what the fuck is going on. I got dressed and went downstairs. Gareth said that we had to get to the church before all of the good seats where taken. When we got there, I noticed how nicely decorated the church was. It kind of looked like how my wedding looking. I smiled at the memory of the day I married Cristiano. It honestly was the happiest day of my life.

I felt Gareth nudged my shoulder signaling me that I had to stand up. Here comes the bride was playing and I saw Tamara appear at the door and my wedding gown. That's weird. Why would she have a wedding dress that looked exactly like mine? I would never let her wear mine.

I looked over at he groom and saw that it was Cristiano. He was looking at her that way he looked at me. He was smiling at her the way he smiled. That pissed me off.

"NO" I screamed. I ran into the isle, "I will never let you have him"

I swung my fist at her and went through her. WHAT THE FUCK? I ran in front of Cristiano.

"CRIS, YOU CAN'T MARRY HER" I yelled into his face but her wouldn't look at me. "CRISTIANO!!"

I jumped up and down in his face and he still didn't notice me. He was looking at her. I started frantically running around trying to see if anyone noticed me but no one did. So, I am invisible now!

"NO" I screamed.

"AMBER," I heard someone yelling at me.

"AAAAAAH," I screamed waking up. I looked up to see Danielle standing over me.

"Are you okay? Awww, did someone have a bad dream?" she said.

"Yeah and shut up," I said.

Phew, it was just a dream. Honestly, that was the worse dream I ever had. I have to fix things with Cristiano because I can't stand the thought of us not being together. The thought of him being with any but me makes me sick.

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Cristiano's POV

I woke up with the worst headache I have ever had. I looked around and I was laying in someone's bed and they were laying next to me. I knew it wasn't Amber because Amber's hair wasn't black. The girl next to me turned over, it was Tamara. What the fuck? I down under the sheets and noticed I was in my boxers. I hope we didn't have sex.

I shook Tamara trying to wake her up. She groaned and swatted my hand away. I shook her again and she didn't move.

"Tamara, wake up I need to talk to you," I said.

She groaned and moved around a bit but she get up.

"Tamara, swear on everything I love if you don't get the fuck up I am go-,"

"I am up now shut up," she interrupted. She turned her head and looked at me, "It is 9 o'clock in the morning what the fuck are you doing up. Don't you a have a hangover to sleep off?"

"No, I need to ask you something. What happened last night? How did I get here?" I asked her.

"Well, you kind of called me at from the club complaining about that Amber and Gareth thing. We talked, danced, and had fun. We came back here and went to sleep," she said. "Now, that that is done, let's go back to sleep"

"Ugh, I can't," I said.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because of Amber. She is constantly on my mind and the fucking image of her and Gareth kissing is printed in my head. Its like its on a constant loop. It is driving me crazy," I said.

"Yeah, that fucking sucks. You just need to talk to her, fix things. You only know what you saw, you need to know what happened, then you can move on," she said.

"Amber, is such a terrible wife thought. How can't she see that her being friends with Gareth is an issue because he fucking wants her. He is trying to break us up," I said.

"Yeah, and he is doing a fuck great job of it," Tamara commented.

"She is so selfish. I don't think I can do it anymore. I will be there for my child but I can't be there for her," I said laying back on the bed.

"Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if we had dated," Tamara said.

"What?" I laughed. "You never really liked me."

"Yes, I did. I was so wrapped up in you, like you were a god to me. I wanted you so bad but I didn't have the courage to say anything to you about how felt about you," she said lying beside me.

"Damn, we would have made a terrible couple. Your feistiness and my anger issue we would have need all over the place," I laughed.

She laughed, "Do you think that bumping into each other that day on the street was lie fate telling us something?"

"I don't know, I really don't believe in fate. Things just happen," I said.

"Well, maybe," she said rolling over onto me. We straddled me, "Let's see what happens"

She looked me in the eyes and licked her lips. Then, her lips met mine and I felt the strangest sensation come over me.

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What do you think is going to happen?