MINE FOREVER || JUDE BELLINGHAM

I Just Wanna Be Yours...

Days and days passed by, while matches got postponed quite often and I passed those days by lying in bed. 

Chelsea had cancelled their flight because of the snow building up, and we weren't allowed out of the hotel. I only escaped by jumping out of the window, which we had the second level, and other people did too. 

Charlie had gotten worse and worse each day, waiting for Mason. My brother  still hadn't known what had happened during that party, and she'd gotten sick over the past few days and the pharmacies everywhere had closed, and downstairs the owner had gotten sick as well.

"It's fine, leave me," Charlie croaked as I laid a cold wet towel on her forehead. "I don't like this. I wish Mase was here. We'd figure out everything."

"Leave it alone, you're sick, and you could die," I sighed as the window banged loudly. "That must be Jude. I'll get it." Due to hotel rules, no one was allowed to visit us unless it was an emergency, like the paramedics and police. 

Jude only threw rocks at the window to get my attention.

"What's up?" I called down, as I unlocked the window and poked my head out. "I'm still taking care of Charlie, I can't come out."

"I'm coming in!" Jude yelled back as he threw me a tight and thick room. "I'm climbing. I have to move fast tho, I've got something that'll cure her quite well." With that being said, I tied the rope to the end of Charlie's bed, securing it as Jude pulled himself up the wall, grunting. 

"You okay?" I asked as he shook of his boots, placing it outside the laundry rack as he did the same for his coat. "I thought you wouldn't come because of the snow today. Take a seat anywhere you want."

"What happened to Charlie?" Jude warmed himself up next to the electrical fireplace. He rubbed his hands as I locked up the window again, pulling up the rope. "I thought she caught the flu."

"Yeah, she did," I sat down on the carpeted floor as I knelt down and grabbed a box of tissues from the drawer and placed it next to the bedside table and Charlie coughed in her sleep. "It's getting worse."

"Tell me what happened," Jude urged on as I plopped down on the armchair next to him, hunching me knees up to chin level. I began explaining the thing that happened between Gio and her, how they were drunk and Gio didn't know her relationship status. She woke up next morning crying and upset at cheating on Mason, and got sick. "I'm sorry."

"No, it's fine," We both stared out the window, watching as the snow turned into hail. "Should you start going home? It's bad in this weather."

"Eh, Dortmund hail storms usually just last a few minutes, I'll be good probably," Jude did the same as me as he buried his face into his knees. "Ah, forgot to give you this. I'm too into this conversation." He shoved his hand into his pocket and pulled out a packet. In his jacket he pulled out a bottle, and shoved them into my hands. 

"What are these?" I placed one on the chair, as I examined the packet closely. "I don't understand German."

"Mum found these stored in the cupboard, and we've not gotten sick in weeks," Jude explained. "So that bottle is filled with antibiotics, and the packet's filled with flu tablets. I think they'll try to fix her health, not do much, but that's all my mum could find." I nodded.

"Thanks, we've been running out of pills, I've used all of them the past few days," I placed them on the bedside table. "Shops all closed?"

"There's one pharmacy around the corner that's open, you could have a look," Jude shrugged. "I think it's a bunch of Brits that opened it, I recognise the accent. You wanna explore?"

"In the snow? Hell yeah," I huffed a huge breath. "But with what happened a few days ago, I'm still scared. At this point I'm glad the hotel shut down."

"Fuck James, he doesn't know what he's playing at," I flushed hard as he muttered loudly. "He's just a bitch who doesn't know sense. You're beautiful, I'd never do that if I was him. James' mental."

"Oh, thank you," I turned red. "Should we go?"

"Oh, the pharmacy?" Jude asked. "If you want to, they close in two hours, which is five."

"I'll just get geared up in a moment, the rope's in a corner over there," I had already put some on, and a pulled my coat, beanie and boots on as I replaced the wet towel on Charlie's forehead and moved the mini radiator by her side. 

"Charlie, I'll be back soon. Don't unlock the doors or anything, I'm out with Jude to the nearby pharmacy." She grumbled as she turned the other way, and I slightly chuckled. 

"You ready?" Jude grinned at me as he sat on the laundry rack, and I nodded nervously. I'd only done this twice, but by jumping down. Ropes wouldn't scare me, I guess so. I hoisted myself on the laundry rack as I locked the window behind me, and Jude grabbed hold of the rope and slid down. "Say, you can do this."

"As if," I muttered under my breath as he landed in the thick snow, and got up as he shook the snow off of him. "Now what do I do? Jump off to my death and pretend like nothing happens as my body is delivered back to England?"

"No," Jude grabbed the rope again, as he swung and pulled himself up. "Let me do it." Slowly he guided my hands to grip the rope. "There. Then swing around until your legs hit the wall, and slowly, just very slowly start moving your way down while lowering your hands step by step."

"How can you go so fast?" I asked as I sat at the edge of the rack. "Pro?"

"Yeah, obviously," He chuckled and grinned. "Just do it. I promise you safety."

"I doubt you'll find a way to kill me," I rolled my eyes as he jumped straight off the rack and sank into the snow. I snorted. "Straight off the bat?"

"Exactly," He snapped his fingers as he got out of the snow again. "I'll catch you if anything happens. Jumping off isn't a great idea."

"Fine," I sighed as I slid my body down the rope, swinging until my feet were closely to the wall. I shut my eyes as I walked down normally.

"Let go!" Jude yelled as I opened my eyes and frowned. "It's fun if you let go halfway through."

"If you say so," I somersaulted in the air as I threw myself into the heavy-weighted snow, and giggled as Jude threw himself down next to me. "Might be."

"Told you," It was half empty outside, as I glanced from left to right. "Okay, to do this, we need to get past the police station." Jude gestured towards the building, as I sighed. "We'll be fine. But my plan is horrid."

"What?" I asked as I got up again. 

"We're going through the snow," He threw me one of those masks that they used in the fire. "And we need to be quick."