𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌

3

Jude's POV

I finally had convinced her and there she was. In her element singing at the top of her lungs. I've always felt guilty how I was never there to support her dreams and she always supporting  my football.

We had the funniest night with all the lads and that. But she. She made it the specialist. She made me excited and giddy. Like I was when I scored my first goal.

We eventually had to call it a night when the club closed and Jords couldn't even stand. We called an Uber but I'd have carried her all the way home if I had to.

We got in the taxi and she had a full on conversation asking the Uber Driver what he does for work. Well....that was Jordan.

She honestly is my world and I can't help but feel guilty for not being with her for her entire journey due to my football. But now she was back and nominated for the biggest awards in Britain and I won't miss a minute. I promised her that last year....

We got out of the Uber and I carried her upstairs after she fell asleep of Jobe in the Uber. He wanted to carry her in but he could barley walk himself and I grabbed her quickly trying not to wake her. For some reason I found myself getting protective over her... I didn't know why.

I carried her to the spare bedroom and tucked her in. I made my way to my room and had a shower and got into bed. Fantasising about her..

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Jordan's POV

I woke up the next morning tucked into bed. How? I do not know. My head was hurting so bad that I though I had been shot. Literally. I heard my door knock.

"come in....." I said quietly and in pain.

"How's the hangover?" Jude said leaning on the door frame.

"I feel like I've been shot." I say shortly putting my pillow in my head when I feel the bed get heavier.

Jude tan to the bed and jumped in it causing me to actually wake up a bit more.

"uhh piss of Jude!" I said laughing.

"Uh no. You have to get up!" Jude said jumping on the bed to wake me up.

"Last night was fun." I said whilst getting up.

"Mmm I liked your song!" Jude said resting his head in my shoulder.

I felt his breath on my neck and it sent shivers through my body as I looked in the mirror to see his arms around my waist with his chin in my shoulder and his lips perfectly in line with my eyes.  I'm only 5,5 and Jude is 6,1 so when he bent down we were almost level. I turned around so the inside of my body rested in him. I only know noticed he is shirtless and wearing nothing but joggers and Nike socks. Fuck.

I felt him step closer as he gently leant me over the dressing table slightly and I felt his eyes looking me up and down. He looked straight into my eyes and I felt as if he could read my thoughts.

"Your still in your outfit from last night." Jude said with a smirk before standing up straight again and walking out of the room. What a fucking wind up.

I got changed into an essentials hoodie and some joggers with a cropped waistcoat and some mini uggs. I slicked my hair back into a sleek ponytail and made my way downstairs.

"Morning love." Denise said popping her head out of the kitchen.

"Morning, do you have any paracetamol?" I asked walking into the kitchen.