𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚 (𝙟𝙪𝙙𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙢)

chapter 1

y/n's pov

RINGGG!!

Finally, school was over, I could escape from this hell of a classroom. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate history, but history for 6th period is just pure torture.

I grab my backpack and get up from my seat, just as people start leaving. I've been so stressed lately. The mountain of homework I have due just keeps rising and I've been getting called up by my modeling agency so much recently, I just couldn't handle it all. 

I head out of the classroom into the crowded hallway, walking to my locker when someone nudges my back gently, I look behind to see my childhood best friend, Jude Bellingham, dripping with sweat because he had just finished Phys Ed.

"Heyy." He says grinning.

"Hey, what's up?" I ask him, my face lighting up at his smile.

"Sooo... are you coming?" He asks me as he opens his locker, which is next to mine.

"Coming where?" I ask, slightly confused.

"Football practice, duh." He says as if it were obvious.

"OH! Yeah, of course." I say, remembering. I had been so wound up in my world recently that I had completely forgotten that I had agreed to come to his football practices after school. Jude was one of the best midfielders on the school team.

"I just have to fix up my portfolio for my modeling agency," I say, closing my locker.

"M'kay, I'm heading to the locker room now, see you soon!" He says, waving his hand before jogging towards the boy's locker room.

I head in the opposite direction towards the field. The cool spring breeze hits my face, it was nice to get some fresh air after being stuck inside for the past 6 and a half hours. I searched the bleachers for an empty seat, which wasn't as crowded but was still filled with students.

I found a nice place for me to sit so I put down my backpack and started taking out my modeling folder, which was filled with pictures of me and all the runways and campaigns I participated in.

The sound of giggles and squeals from behind me interrupted my peace. I looked behind to find 3 of the most popular girls in my grade. Great. This was not where I wanted to be. They were giggling at a winking Trent Alexander-Arnold, Jadon Sancho, and Jesse Lingard, 3 of the most popular boys in the grade. 

I look around the field to see Jude talking to Reece James and Marcus Rashford, which happen to be in most of my classes. They were pretty chill and cool people, which I liked. Jude looked my way and waved his hand eagerly, flashing a toothy smile. I waved back happily. I could feel the 3 girls' eyes on me, they were probably sooo jealous.

After 25 minutes of training, the coach decided to take a 5 minute break so Jude started running my way. He sat down next to me, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Hey! So, did you finish your portfolio?" He asked, looking down at my portfolio which was overflowing with pictures.

"Kinda, I'm almost done," I say proudly, I had spent the last 25 minutes sorting out my pictures and occasionally looking up to watch Jude train and snapping pictures of him on my phone.

"Oooooh, I like this picture. You look hot." He says, picking up a polaroid of me. It was a campaign I did for a makeup company. I blushed furiously and looked down at the picture to hide my tomato-red cheeks.

"I saw your training, you were amazing! As always, of course." I said, changing the subject.

"Thank you." He replied in a sassy tone, flipping his imaginary hair. I giggled at his silliness.

"I gotta get back to training," He says apologetically. "I'll pick you up after training, though!" He said, making his way back to the center of the field.

I smiled. He always knew how to make my day better.

As he was walking back to the center of the pitch, I saw Trent walking toward him. Oh no. This couldn't be good, could it?

jude's pov

I was walking back to the center of the pitch when Trent started walking up to me with that handsome smirk of his. What did he want now?

"Heyyy Jude." He said in a mischievous tone. I squinted at him suspiciously, trying to search his face for any hints of what this might be about.

"What do you want?" I reply, slightly annoyed.

"Chill, dude. I just wanted to ask you about the hot chic." Trent said, smirking.

"Who??" I ask him, slightly confused.

"The girl you were talking to on the bleachers just now."

"You mean y/n? What do you want to ask about her?"

"Are you guys dating?"

"No- I mean, I- we're just friends."

"Sooo, she's single?"

"Yeah, and what about it?" I ask fiercely.

"Chill, I just wanted to know," Trent replied innocently, backing up.

Why does he want to know if y/n is single?! It made me mad and annoyed, I didn't really know why.

y/n's pov

After Jude's practice was over, he had promised to drop me off at my house, so I waited in the school's parking lot, scrolling through Instagram.

After a few minutes, out came a bothered-looking Jude. He was frowning. I wondered what he was so annoyed about-?

"Hey, you look mad. Are you ok?" I asked him, snapping him out of his train of thought.

"Me? Oh- yeah, I'm fine." He replied, his frown turning into a fake smile.

"No, you are so clearly not. Is this about something Trent said to you?"

"Wha- how did you know?"

"I saw him walk up towards you during practice. What did he say to you, Jude?" I ask, concerned.

"It's nothing you have to worry about," Jude replied reassuringly.

We walked to his car in silence. As soon as he started driving, I turned up the radio to see what was playing. Boring, old jazz music, great. I took out a CD from my bag and put it in, knowing it would lift Jude's mood. It was Fearless (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift.

I skipped to our favorite track, You Belong With Me. I saw a smile creep onto his face as the song started.

I started singing softly,

"- I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night. I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like-"

Soon after Jude joined in and before we knew it, we were screaming the chorus at the top of our lungs.

"IF YOU COULD SEE THAT I'M THE ONE WHO UNDERSTANDS YOU"

"BEEN HERE ALL ALONG, SO WHY CAN'T YOU SEEEEEEEE"

"YOU BELONG WITH MEEEEEE"

"YOU BELONG WITH MEEEE"

We sang the whole song until we arrived at my house, the sun was just about to set.

We said our goodbyes and that was the moment I realized.

God was Jude an amazing best friend.