Why her? |Jude Bellingham x Reader|

2.

My head is a mess right now, I don't understand Jude. I get him mad but he still helps me, why does he get in the way of me and Trent? Everything is just weird but I guess I'll just have to ignore that for now, and obviously, be greatful for having someone help me in that aspect.

–Y/n? What the hell happened? Jude told me you weren't okay.– It was Camila, she walked up to me and gave me a tight hug before getting me back inside the house. –C'mon, Mason let us go to one of the rooms upstairs.

I sighed and nodded before walking up to the bedrooms with her. –Jude is just a dickhead, Y/n. You have to push past him.

–Gosh, but I can't lie to myself about the fact he helps me loads and I don't do anything to help him. I just... annoy him.– I sat down on a chair and looked up at the ceiling, thinking about everything.

–That sounds to me like you two should talk to eachother, no?– She laughed a little but before I could say otherwise she ran out of the room.

I looked around the little place, looking at all the Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi posters around the room and the big TV on the wall. It actually looked nice. I got up from my seat and walked up to the big window, leaning on the wooden windowsill and watching the stary night from there.

–Y/n.– I felt someone place their hand on my shoulder, making me jump up and quickly turn around, and I must say, I wasn't expecting it to be him.

–Bellingham.– He stood there staring at me, towering over me like he did to Trent. But this time, his eyes weren't dark and scary, they had a shine to them. The moonlight hit his light skin as I watched his smile grow.

–Did I scare you?– He let out a small laugh, I could tell he was already drunk. When we were outside I had already sensed that, he nearly missed the punch on Trent and when he ran after me he wasn't as fast as normal. When we have training together he always catches up to me.

–No! I don't get scared that easily...– I wanted to push him away, but at the same time I didn't. He hesitantly let me go and sighed.

–Well, Y/n. Your friend said you wanted to talk to me, alone?– He sat down on the bed, so I did the same and sat beside him. He still stank like alcohol from when I dropped vodka on his head, but at least he isn't pissed off at me as much as before.

–Well, first off I wanted to say sorry for getting alcohol on you. I just think that we should stop..arguing with eachother. And second thing, thank you for helping me out with Trent.– He stayed quiet for some seconds before letting out a sigh.

–Well, I'll accept your apology after I go take a shower. Right now im still smelling like shit. And don't thank me, I just hate that kid with everything.– He looked at me a little and smiled slightly.
–So yeah. Im going to go take a shower, thank god Mason let me, and then I might just go home...

I stared at his lips with attention while he spoke and gave a brief smile. –Y'know...– I started, –Me and Trent used to be best friends.. that kind of changed now...

Jude stared back this time as I spoke, listening carefully.

–It's just, like, one day I didn't know who he was anymore... It sounds so dumb... I don't know why I'm speaking about this now. Just ignore me.– I shook my head a little which caused Jude to let out a small laugh.

You sound cute when you're confused. I'll see you tomorrow, Y/n.– He got up and left. God dont tell me Im blushing..

–No, Y/n..You can't like him, he just tries to hit on every girl and you're probably one of them.– I sighed and after saying goodbye to everyone I left with Cami. When I got home I took a quick shower and layed on my bed.