Teenage Fever // Jude Bellingham

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Friday, 10th of April

"Who's party is this again?" I asked Emma over the loud music as she dragged me to the kitchen of the random house I had somehow found myself in on this random Friday.

I was a little stupid to agree to coming along for a bunch of reasons: first of all, I didn't even know who the host was, Emma had just single-handedly decided that I'd be tagging along.
Secondly, I'd be leaving for a short trip to Munich tomorrow morning, because Jude had invited me to a game against Bayern. And lastly, there was a German exam I had to take on Monday. Although to be fair, German wasn't something I had to worry about.

"Nic; used to be my neighbor?" She answered, attempting to put a alcohol filled cup in my hand but I declined, making her shrug as she then kept it for herself instead.

"Oh that guy." I said, recalling the brown haired guy that was a year younger than us. "Didn't he use to have a crush on me?"

"Exactly, him." We giggled in union before she led me deeper into the house, into the life of the party.

I didn't know how, but a few hours later, I lost sight of Emma. Usually we always stayed together, but I couldn't seem to find her anywhere.

In my frustrated state, I forgot to acknowledge my surroundings and accidentally bumped into a body on my way to the kitchen.

I mumbled a quick 'sorry' and wanted to continue my search, but a hand locking my wrist held me back.

"You're Tiana, right?" A female voice asked, making me turn around to come face to face with a blonde girl. She seemed to be about one or two years younger than me, but her breath smelt like liquor regardless.

"Uh, yes?" I half stated half questioned, "and you're...?" I raised a brow as I awaited her answer.

"Not important." She waved off, and I scoffed and attempted to turn around as I didn't see a point in continuing this conversation when I could be looking for my drunk lost best friend.

"Are you dating Jude Bellingham?" Her annoying, way too squeaky voice speaking up again stopped me from walking away.

"What?" I attempted acting clueless, praying my face wouldn't give away the anxiety that question caused.

"The footballer." Her face pulled into one of those that made you feel like what you contributed to the conversation was stupid or unreasonable.

"Yes, i know who he is." I replied a little snappily, furrowing my brows as I grew more and more annoyed by this conversation.

This girl was gonna give me a headache. Where the fuck did she even get the idea that I was dating him? I mean I was, but not publicly. There were only a few pictures of him on my instagram, but there was never a face. Also, there weren't many people following me, I knew most of them myself too since my account was private.

I mean yes, the most recent story of him was a little risky, but what kind of creep just goes and analyzes the damn thing? She had to have seen the other ones too, which was not gonna lie, a little unsettling.

"So, are you his... girlfriend?" She asked again, this time being a little more aggressive with it, but still hesitant to title me as his girlfriend. She almost seemed... jealous?

Just the thought of that made me laugh to myself.

"What's funny about that?" Confusion was written on her face, eyes scanning me up and down.

I mumbled a 'bye' before quickly disappearing behind a group of guys, entering the kitchen.

I shook my head, still in denial of the fact that that interaction had actually just occurred, while battling my way through the people crowding the kitchen before reaching the hallway.

My head was hung low as I was rummaging through my small purse in search of my phone. I quickly fixed my skirt before looking back up to see that I had reached the bathroom.

To my surprise, it was actually unoccupied. When I had finally entered, I almost shut the door as fast as I had opened it. If I hadn't been frozen in place.

"Tiago?" I narrowed my eyes at my brother, who jumped at the sound of my voice. His head snapped in my direction, eyes widening as the realization hit.

The reality where I had just caught him, my brother, making out with Emma, my best friend, who sat on the damn sink.

He quickly took a step back, hand scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. I looked at Emma, who was just as frozen in place as me.

I snapped out of it then, closing the door behind me and locking the door.

"That's fucking ridiculous." I broke the silence, gesticulating between the two. "I didn't think I was right about you just acting like you hated her, it was supposed to be a joke!"

They both stayed quiet, Emma gripping the sink as she seemed a little unsteady on there.

"You're drunk as fuck." I pointed at her, "and that makes you an asshole." I pointed at Tiago now sitting on the edge of the bathtub, and sent him a look of disgust.

His eyes went wide yet again, "no, no, no." He got up, holding up his finger. "Don't put me in that drawer, I would've never done anything she wouldn't have wanted."

I ignored him, looking at Emma for confirmation. He was my brother, but that didn't mean that I wouldn't throw him onto the streets in a heartbeat if I were to find out that he took advantage of her.

She looked down, making it impossible for me to read her expression. "It wasn't only him, you can blame the both of us." Her quiet voice mumbled eventually.

"Oh my god." I gasped, "I knew it."

"You're not mad?" Tiago spoke up again, voice so hopeful that it made me glare at him again.

"Oh I am." I stated, making his head drop in shame, "but I can't say that I'm surprised."

"I'm sorry Ti, we didn't plan to-" Emma started, but I held my finger up to interrupt her.

"I don't want to hear apologies, I want to hear reasons." I said, "but not today, today was stressful enough. I expect a talk after I'm back from Munich, you freaks." I gave them both a serious look; I felt like a mother scolding her children right now.

"You better get her home safely." I directed at Tiago, who quickly nodded.

I nodded acknowledging, looking between them for one last time and scoffing before walking out of the bathroom and closing the door behind me.

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