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Title says it all. You can request the players buuutt i won't write instantly soooo im sorry in advance😊
also, i dont know ALL the footballers but i can research them an stuff like that. You can also tell me what you want me to...
6 months. That's how old your beautiful baby girl Zara was. She was the daughter of a football God named John Stones. You were roaming the house quietly by yourself, afraid that you were going to awaken your sleeping angel. Stones was out god knows where, this early to. It was 6:30 am. You thought that it would be a good idea to do some cleaning since you have the house all to yourself. You picked up the broom and began to sweep the kitchen, then around the dining table, then by the tv....wait.....i almost forgot
Your outfit:
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You swept around the couch, until. THUD! Y/n: "FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUU- No don't curse." You said to yourself quietly, so that you won't wake your daughter. You had stubbed your toe against the bottom of the couch, and it hurt like a mother fucker (oops sorry).
Stones and you had made a deal with each other that you won't curse ever again, well, until your daughter is old enough to understand that cursing is wrong. There have been a few slip ups, but both you and Stones were able to remember your deal. All of a sudden, you heard your daughter begin to cry in her room. You yell to her, Y/n: "hold on baby, mommy will be there in a second okay?"
You placed the broom softly against the wall and fast-walked to your daughter's room. You pushed open her door and saw her moving around in her crib, crying.
Your daughter's room:
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Y/n: "aww baby, are you okay? Why are you crying?" You talked in a baby voice to get her attention. Her bawls turned to whimpers, and she reached for you to pick her up.
Your's and John's daughter:
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