Forever and always ~ Jude Bellingham x oc

"That's how we play this game"

I wake up late, it's like march and the sun is already shining. Jude hasn't woken up yet, so i gently shake his hand to wake him up.

"Morning Jude", I whisper kinda seductively. "Morning", he replies with a very cute morning voice.

I smile when he opens his eyes to look at me. I just stare into his eyes. Thinking about my dream, i don't know if i can not kiss him now.

I saw a dream of me and him getting married. And having children, a girl and a- no. I would never want children. Ew. And on top of that birth giving hurts as hell and you can literally die.

I wouldn't risk my life like damn i'm fucking 17. Jude is 18. It would be very much legal and only one year difference. I love him.

"Is everything alright, you are looking focused", Jude asks. I'm still holding his hand so i slowly slide my hand up his arm to caress his neck or play with his hair.

Jude also does so. His hand feels so soft and warm. He plays with my medium long dark hair and pulls me closer.

I close my eyes and slightly open my mouth. He kisses me gently. He's my second kiss ever, so I'm not a good kisser. But damn. He is so damn good.

He soon pulls away and smiles at me. I look at him with dreamy eyes, smiling. I think i look like i'm high or something.

Jude gets on me, pinning my left hand down. We stare at each other a while.

But it doesn't last long since he starts laughing. I try to hold my laugh but can't. "Please i'm so bad at this", He says and chuckles. He falls next to me still smiling.

"Don't worry, you are not that bad", I reply and turn to look at him. "Be for real", he says and smiles.

I kiss him fast and sit up. He sits next to me. "Do you need breakfast?" Jude asks and gets off of the bed.

I smile but shake my head. "No need, do you have any plans for today?" I ask. "I have football training at 12, but nothing else. Do you want me to take you home before that?" He answers.

I didn't know he played football. But i've always had a thing for footballers. "That's great! Sure, what time is it now?" I ask smiling.

"It's 10.30, so if you want you can get ready and i can take you soon so i won't be late", He replies and get off of the bed again.

"Sure! Is it okay if i take these clothes with me?" I make sure he doesn't want these back, so there will be no misunderstandings.

He shakes his head, "you can keep them, don't worry! Do you want a jacket or is the hoodie enough?" "The hoodie is enough!"

Jude stands up too, and we walk to the hallway. I quickly brush my teeth and then we start getting ready to leave.

I don't know if my dad will be happy or mad that i'm safe and coming home. Or both, but i'm not looking forward to it.

There is a parking lot near Jude's apartment, and he has a big Audi. Impressive to own a car like that at 18. Very impressive.

I sit to the front seat, what is very comfortable. Way more comfortable than my family's car seats.

I mean what did i think. My dad has a small Kia car. "What's your address?" Jude asks and goes on google maps with his phone. I tell him my address and he starts driving.

It's spring and kinda cold, but it's very warm inside. "How are you Vada?" He asks and looks at me. "You saved me, I couldn't be more thankful. I love you Jude", I reply. Or not really reply, since i definitely didn't answer to his question.

Jude smiles at me and nods. He puts his hand on my thigh and replies: "I love you Vada, and i always will. When we arrive i will write my number down so you can call me. If i hear nothing about you in a day i will come and check on you."

I smile and put my hand on his hand. "You are the sweetest and most caring person ever. I'm so lucky that i met you", I say as seductively as i possibly can.

"Oh, that's how we play this game", Jude whispers and smirks. "Yeah, that's how we play this game", I whisper and caress his cheek.

"I would look at you and kiss you but if i did i couldn't control this car and we would be on the news tonight", Jude says and grabs my hand.

I smile and look forward. Damn. This is the life i have been missing because of my family and moving around.

But now i have this dream life. I wouldn't change anything i have done because this is where it took me. We met yesterday. I'm so fucking lucky.

*Time skip till Vada's home*

I say goodbyes to Jude, who drives back to his house. I sigh and knock on the door. I'm not certain if anyone is home. But unfortunately is. My dad opens the door. He looks very serious, and i'm sure he remembers my disappearance.

"Where were you", he asks and lets me in. "Oh hey Vada", Sophia shouts and smiles sarcastically. "You faked your phone location! You couldn't possibly stay in a mall for a whole day! We have been trying everything to get your location but nothing! And Oliver went looking for you, you are so lucky to have him", dad shouts.

I don't know what to say. They know about the shooting. They have to know. Why do they blame me?

"You really don't know what happened? There was a shooting! S-h-o-", i start arguing but my dad stops me by shouting, "you think we believe you! You couldn't be there are that time? Are you a maniac if you go to a mall in the evening? You know damn well it's dangerous!"

Damn. I'm so done of him. "I need to buy myself food! Since you poor shits don't have money nor time for me!" I shout almost crying.

"Vada, I swear you are getting on my nerves badly. You irresponsible shit just leaving your phone at malls? Where did you even stay at?" he replies with a very angry voice.

"Dad i-" "Don't! Tell me where you stayed!" I'm done. I'm fucking done. "I stayed at a street! I almost died! Many times! I saw the shooter, and fought!" I yell.

Then my dad punches me and laughs. "I don't think you could fight a shooter. What did you really do? You would've been dead if you fought the shooter!"

"I literally had no options!" I reply shocked. I knew they were gonna do bad on helping me but this is another level.

Sophia walks up to us and says, "Vada, you look so bad. Where did you even get those clothes? You should wear pink."

Dad nods and replies, "yeah, your clothes and horrible as hell. I have never bought you clothes like that, and-"

"You never buy me anything! No food, no clothes, no phones, no shoes, no nothing!" I shout and run upstairs to my room.

Why does he have to be like that? Why does he not believe or at least not care at all? Even a serial killer could be a better parent. I hate him. I hate Sophie too. He's the reason i'm depressed.

Jude is definitely not home yet, so i can't even call. Sometimes i feel like i want to kill my dad, or i don't know if i even want to call him my dad. I'll just call him by his real stupid name, Isaac. Only good thing my dad gave me is my name, my name is beautiful.

His name sounds so stupid. I could laugh at it if he didn't say the things he did that made me cry.

I wish i would have relationships with some drug dealers, that would help. Imagine not realizing anything of the world. That would be amazing.

Or maybe i should just sleep. I'll call Jude, my savior tomorrow. Yeah. I'll do that.