𝓐𝓶𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓭𝓪𝓶 | J. Bellingham

𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗲 : 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲

It was already the second day after Jude and Alina had met, and the girl still didn't leave his mind.

He had stalked the account Erling had sent him down until 2017, and he must admit that she even looked beautiful at the age 14.

Which he found a little bit creepy.

And Erling too.

The boys were sitting in the lobby were you could play fifa, what they were obviously doing, at the time of nine in the morning.

Erling was typing on his phone, smiling towards Jude from time to time.

"What do you want, Erl?" Jude was a bit annoyed at his friends stares while he was playing fifa with Julian Brandt.

"We have a meeting at ten." He smiled at the two players.

"Who's we? Because I have the feeling your looking at me." Julian mumbled, before shouting out for the goal he scored.

"I do mean you, Jude and me. Three on three." Erling stood up and got himself another coffee.

"God no. I'm not going on another triple date with you guys. Jule and his girlfriend are only flirting with each other and you and your date have the highest sexual tension there is. Even if it's a new one every time." Jude complained.

"Well, now you will be happy. And it's not a date-" Erling started.

"My girlfriend isn't even here." Julian interrupted.

"we are just meeting some people. And we have to leave in a bit. Don't wanna get lost again." He winked to Jude, who groaned and gave his controller to Marco, who was already sitting next to him.

"Good luck." The man spoke to the Brit.

"Thanks Marco."

"Your welcome, young padawan."

The three boys stood before the stroopwafles shop/ café a few minutes before ten.

"Are they here already?" Erling asked.

"How are we supposed to know who to search if we don't even-" Jude wanted to complain before his eyes met familiar brown ones, making his eyes widen.

"Ah, there you are. Hello." Erling went over to the three people, shaking their hands.

"Erl? What the hell is happening?" Julian asked, seeing as Jude couldn't close his mouth.

"We're having breakfast with some new friends." He answered, grinning.

"I hate you." Jude could finally close and open his mouth again.