chapter 2

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y/n's pov

"How long am I going to have to watch you play Fifa?" I say, bored as hell. I was in Jude's room, lying upside down on Jude's bed, scrolling through Instagram. It was Friday night and he invited me over for the night. But right now he was playing Fifa with his brother, Jobe.

"Just 1 more game, pleaseeeeee." Jude said for the hundredth time. They had been playing for over 30 minutes and he kept getting beaten by Jobe.

"How many times do I have to prove that I'm better at you?" Jobe said laughing as he scored another goal. Jude was playing as Dortmund and Jobe as Bayern, Jude was absolutely getting crushed as the score turned 4 - 1.

After another 6 minutes of Jude and Jobe shouting and arguing and countless excuses from Jude, they'd finally finished the match. Jobe had won 6 - 1 and was currently celebrating loudly. Jude rolled his eyes and turned off the TV.

Jude jumped on the bed next to me as Jobe started walking around the whole house yelling about how he was the GOAT. 

"So, what do you wanna do?" Jude asked, trying to sneak a peek at my phone. I turned it off and put it down next to me.

"I was thinking we could go get some food since your parents aren't home right now," I said, turning to him. "Orrrrr....."

"Or what?" Jude asked, raising his eyebrows.

"We could cook together," I said, giving him a cheeky grin. "Pleaseeee?"

"Fine." He said rolling his eyes. We both got off his bed and headed to the kitchen. I rummaged through the cabinets and the fridge. We both agreed on homemade pizza.

I took out the pre-made pizza dough from the fridge and laid it out on the kitchen counter. Jude had spread out flour across the counter so that the dough wouldn't stick to it. I split the dough into two pieces and took out two rollers for us to use. 

We started laughing about that one time in 8th grade I dared Jude to ask out the first girl we saw in the school hallway and he ended up asking out the school janitor. I loved talking to Jude, he was the most laid-back, chill person I knew. He was such an easy person to talk to.

Halfway through, we started laughing so much Jude started crying, which made me laugh even more. 

jude's pov

I started crying because of how much we were laughing which made y/n laugh harder than she was before. I've got to admit... she looks really cute when she's laughing.

We fooled around while making pizza for another 15 or so minutes, occasionally spraying each other with flour. 

We kept laughing until Jobe interrupted us.

"Are you 2 lovebirds done? Some of us want to eat here." Jobe said, rolling his eyes.

I caught y/n blushing in the corner of my eye.

y/n's pov

Jude and I finished cooking the pizzas in the oven, and I was slicing them into pieces and piling them onto 3 plates.

"Hey, why don't we watch a movie while eating?" Jude asked.

"Sure, I'll tell Jobe," I replied, smiling back.

After we had all settled on the couch with our plates overflowing with pizza, Jude turned on Deadpool for all of us to watch. Jude and Jobe finished their pizzas easily 30 minutes into the movie. 

After an hour, Jobe had left to do something, leaving me and Jude alone. I started to get really tired and laid my head on his shoulder, he cuddled me to keep me warm. I smiled as he put his arm around me. 

jude's pov

Not even 30 minutes later, y/n was sleeping very comfortably, her head was now laid on my chest and I couldn't focus on the movie much longer. I love her so much.

As a friend, of course.

Right...?

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