Why her? |Jude Bellingham x Reader|

8.

Once we stepped inside the room, Jude gently closed the door and sat down on the bed.

–Jeez, Phil got a nice bed.– He mentioned with a laugh. Jude tapped the bed for me to sit beside him, I felt my cheeks heat up as I grabbed the controller and sat beside him.

–So...Who do you want to play with?– He entered the game and joined the other guys.

–Uh..how about City?–

–Fuck off. Plus, it's not clubs, look. They are going with England.–

–Ah, right. Lets go with France!–

–Uh, yeah no.–

–Why not?– I looked a bit annoyed. If he doesn't accept the idea I give him why won't he just choose one.

–Because I said so.– He side eyed me, with a little smirk planted on his face.

–Okay, Portugal then.–

–Alright, Cristiano Ronaldo!– I laughed slightly and looked away. I really can't stay mad at him for longer than 5 seconds.

–Yeah, right.– I went to change the starter 11, I put the best players on pitch and sighed.

–Who's Gonçalo Ramos? Where's Ronaldo?–

–You did not just ask that.– I started the game and waited for the others in the living room to get ready.

–You know, if we suffer a goal it will be your fault.– Sighed Jude.

–Excuse me?–

–Shh, the game's about to start!–

I shook my head and the game started, kick off.

~6 Minutes later~

Half time, 2-1 For England. Jude was already side eying me so I flipped him off. He huffed and waited for the second part to start.

–You can't play for shit, Y/n.–

–Fuck off, I was the one who scored.–

–Yeah, but I assisted, without me you wouldn't have scored.–

–..Right, without you..– I sighed and turned off my controller as the second part was about to start.

–Woah, hey. What are you doing?–

–Leaving, you can play by yourself, Jude.– I got up and made my way towards the door, but suddenly I felt him pull me by my waist and spin me around.

–No, we start together, we finish together.–

–No, Jude. We started together, now you can finish what we started by yourself. Aren't you the best here? Then go ahead, show them how good you are. But if you dont wanna play beside me, fine.– I don't know what happened to me. Suddenly I got all sensitive, I just wanted to cry as I stood infront of him. It's just a game, I don't know why I am acting this way, I just am..

–Y/n..Cmon, Im sorry. I just get a little pissed off when I lose, even when I play in real life. Can we just finish the game, please?– He leaned down a little and rested his forehead on mine.

I looked down and hugged his torso a little.
–Okay..– We stayed there for about 30 seconds until someone walked in.

–Oi, you two. If you don't wanna play, please do tell.– We looked over at the door and saw Phil.

–Right, sorry.– Jude laughed a little and sat down with me. We grabbed our controllers and got ready to continue.

In the end we tied. 3-3. I scored once and Jude twice. I sighed a little thinking he'd be mad for not winning, but actually, he had a big smile planted across his face.