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hi18364 · 1 month
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Two beating heart’s
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Hearing the alarm on my phone knowing that this could change our lives forever, or maybe it will be a disappointment.
Picking up the little stick that held the answer to what we both wanted so much, “baby, where are you?“ She wasn’t meant to be home frozen as the bedroom door opens. “Hey, what are you doing?“ look back and forth between her and the test, “I know we said we would do it together, but I couldn’t wait any longer, sorry.“ Walking over to me, she wrapped her arms around me. “Have you looked at it yet?“ Looking at the test in my hands and realizing that I had in fact not looked at it yet, I said, “No, I’m scared. What if it’s negative?" placing her hands over mine, “Then we do whatever you want we can try again or we can leave it for a while it’s up to you.“ looking at her standing behind me realising how much she loved me, saying, “Do you want to
Turn it over, ”feeling her chin on my shoulder, “can we do it togetherr?" "Yeah“ turning it over …
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I’ve not been able to come up with what to do for the next parts of United by love and Secrets of the pitch so here is a new story what do you think of it
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museszm · 2 months
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Childhood gooners experiencing sold out Emirates together
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chelseafcwmemes · 1 month
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thefuturemrssamkerr · 11 months
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The FA Cup Final
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“What time are you going to be at the game?”
You glanced over at your wife, Sam, as she sat on her side of your shared bed as the two of you got ready for bed that evening.
You placed your phone on the bedside table and when you finished setting up an alarm, you crawled over to her and laid your head on her shoulder. “— it starts at two thirty, right?”
When you saw her nod her head, you continued on speaking. “So me and Joey will try and aim to get to Wembley just before two, so we can see the warm up.”
Joey was you and Sam’s almost three year old son. You had decided to go through with your IVF journey just after your honeymoon to the Maldives.
The first two rounds failed but in the third round, you got pregnant with your son and your lives have been the happiest of days ever since he graced the planet.
Third time lucky some may say.
You had decided to name him Joey Albert Kerr.
When you were pregnant, your wife had always called him her little Joey, due to her home country.
When you found out that you were having a little boy, Sam would call him her little Joey, her little kangaroo.
So when he was born, and you both saw his perfect little face for the first time, the name Joey, simply stuck.
“You’ll be cheering me on,”Sam nudged her face closer to yours lips brushing against the cupid's bow on your face. “Right?”
You smirked as you pressed a kiss to her lips. “— we’ll be yelling the loudest, you won’t be able to miss us.”
Sam had left early in the morning to head to the pick up point where the other team members would be getting picked up, so that meant you were stuck with getting Joey ready.
After his morning bath, the two of you were now sitting in his room, on the carpeted floor in front of his wardrobe as you got him changed into his football kit.
“Alright, arms up, lovie,”You held the shirt in your hands as you watched him lift his arms up above his head, and slipped the shirt over his head smoothly.
Once the shirt was situated on his body, you smoothed down his brown hair that had become slightly dishevelled due to the friction of the shirt.
You pulled the little boy onto your lap, and pressed a few kisses to his baby chin cheeks, emitting laughs from his lips.
He was clad in wearing a kiss version of the Chelsea kit, the shorts, the socks and even some toddler football boots.
Instead of having his name on the back of the , he had ‘𝙼𝚄𝙼𝙼𝚈’ and number ‘𝟸𝟶’ on the back.
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You had arrived at Wembley just before two o'clock like you promised your wife and was escorted to the family stand where everyone else’s friends and loved ones were sitting.
Throughout the entire game, your nerves were skyrocketing.
Manchester United were definitely the better team, they had scored goals in the first minute but it had thankfully been disallowed for being offside which meant a huge weight had been lifted off your shoulders.
Overall, the Red Devils had been the better team.
Twenty minutes into the first half, little Joey had fallen asleep on the lap of one of his moms teammates.
Millie Bright was the chosen lap.
He had little ear protectors over his ears, and his thumb was in his mouth, a habit that you and the misses definitely needed to break soon.
He had stayed asleep right up until the 60th minute, and had woken up to see his mommy score in the 68th minute.
Joey was sitting on your lap when Sam hit the back of the net, you jumped up in your seat, holding him on your hip as you jumped up and down on the floor, cheering, he was cheering as well, head thrown back as he pointed at the field.
“Flip, mama,”Joey pointed to the field where he watched his mum perform a backflip, her signature celebration for occasions like this. “— mama, flip!”
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Chelsea were officially three time FA Cup champions.
When the final whistle had been blown, the Chelsea fans were in hysterics at the final result, cheers coming from every direction as they all jumped with joy.
When the trophy celebration was taking place, all the family of the team had been escorted to the pitch, so that they could celebrate the victory as a family.
Your feet hit the pitch, and you were walking over to Guro Reiten when the toddler in your arms startled squirming to get down.
You settled him down on the floor, and watched as he began running off in the other direction, you squint your eyes but smiled hugely when you saw who he was running to.
His mommy.
“Mommy!”
Sam turned round upon hearing the voice of her little one and crouched down when she saw him running to her.
She accepted him in her arms and settled him on her hip as she pressed butterfly kisses to the top of his nose over and over again. “— m’little kangaroo!”
“You won, mommy!”Joey cheered, wrapping his arms around her neck and hugging her tightly.
Sam laughed, and hugged him just as tight. “I did, did you see mommy do her flip?”
You approached the conversation when you heard her ask the question and used your left hand to push some of her brown hair away from her face that had become dishevelled during the game.
“He most certainly did see you do the flip,”you nodded your head, resting your head on the shoulder of your wife. “— it was his favourite part,”
Sam smiled and turned around so that you were facing each other.
She unwrapped an arm that was resting around your son to take ahold of your hand. “You know what my favourite part was?”
“No?”you tilted your head to the side, watching as she smirked at you lovingly.
“Seeing the two of you in the stands, cheering me on,”She answered, leaning forward to press a kiss to your lips. “— it made me love the two of you even more, which I didn’t think was possible.”
God, you were lucky to have her.
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good afternoon it is nearly…
🕯️Arsenal footy time🕯️
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katiemcabeswife · 1 month
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you guys need to follow georgiasffx on tiktok rn she is so talented it’s crazy 🤯
praying for another result like this 🙏🏽🧎‍♀️
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womanwithahotdogstand · 5 months
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Marc skinner was wildin today💀💀 taking credit for phallons success
Sorry, Marc, PTJ has been that girl. 💁🏻‍♀️
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Erin Cuthbert earns 200 caps for the blues 💙
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leennaan · 10 months
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I am quite new to women’s football but even as someone who just quietly looked at what the community does and how all the different fans act together most of the time is wholesome🥰 feel like everyone is really accepting and even if you don’t support the same club there is love😊 I really like that, I was never a big football fan because I thought the men’s games and fans where often a bit toxic and a lot but it’s totally different with the women’s game, or at least I felt like it is different😅😂
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7yearsofdele · 6 months
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STOP THE COUNT BOTH TEAMS ARE TOP OF THE LEAGUE
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hi18364 · 1 month
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Two beating heart’s part 2
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Turn it over, ”feeling her chin on my shoulder, “can we do it togetherr?" "Yeah“ turning it over …
Turning the stick over, two pink lines started us right back in our faces. "Two pink lines” Kyra whispered, her tears dampening my shoulder. "Two pink lines," I said, turning around and letting my tears fall. I brought my hands up to her face, wiping her tears away. "We're going to be moms."
 
In the moment, the reality of what the test really meant sank in. We were going to be moms, and we were going to have a baby in 9 months. A little human that would depend on us Amidst my excitement and nerves, I'm scared. What if I'm a bad mom? "Kyra, I'm scared."
pulling away. looking down at me with confusion and concern spreads over her face. "Why are you scared?" looking anywhere but her. "What if I do something wrong? What if something happens to the baby?  Kyra What if I fuck up?" Putting her hand over my mouth to stop me from talking.
"You won't. You will be the best mom in the world, and if something happens, we will do our best to fix it. We will just have to wait and see. But you and I will try our best. I know that."
 
Putting my head on her chest, "I love you, Kyra, and I can't wait to have a little you running around," her chest going up and down as she chuckles, "I love you, and I think you're going to take that back at some point," laughing because I know that’s probably true, “Can we go to bed? I’m really tired, and we have training tomorrow.“ pulling her with me to the bed. “Okay.“ pulling back the blanket and climbing in, pulling Kyra into my arms just so I could kiss her.
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I know this is short I’m going to try and make a longer one soon but for now this is all you are getting all so I’m going to say that kyra is 20 and Lilly is 19 this book starts on 24/9/22 she is 2 weeks pregnant
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museszm · 2 months
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Second halfsenal is back
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chelseafcwmemes · 7 months
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thefuturemrssamkerr · 11 months
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a b o u t m e
hiya everyone! my names jordan, i’m 17 and a total bad. bitch scorpio.
i’m from england and am currently studying for a sports degree in college, although i like to write for a little bit of a pass time.
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the fa cup final ♡
in which, you go to the fa cup final to support your wife and your two year old son tags along for the ride.
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