MINE FOREVER || JUDE BELLINGHAM

If I Can, I Want To Stay Close To You... Forever.

Over the few days, pills and medicines ran out, but Charlie had gotten better already. We'd started taking secret swims and walks over to Miss Thomas' house, and would stay there for hours talking and having calm conversations on mornings.

Jude's visits ran out quite quickly. I guess now the weather had cleared out a bit, they'd go back inside for their inside training, like gym. I'd missed the shy boy who threw rocks at my hotel room window and strung ropes over the laundry rack.

I realised everyday my feelings were growing stronger, not only my love for him. Itnwas the amount of care, but I knew once I actually did confess he'd probably be gone for someone else, not me. We only messaged each other in the afternoon after his training.

"I think you should try telling him," Charlie lay on her back on the sofa as we had finished signing the form for extending our day at the hotel. "I feel like this guy has feelings for you. You love him so much he realises."

"I don't think so, Miss Girl-who-literally-cheated-on-my-brother-in-a-party-being-fucking-ass-drunk," I rolled my eyes as she sighed. "I won't leave it alone until my brother comes over tomorrow to see your asshole naked."

"Shut up," Charlie threw a pillow at me. "Hey, you know it's Saturday today, Jude's free. And we're allowed out of the hotel."

"You're horrible for your ideas," I threw myself up on my feet as I collasped on the bed again. Something hit the laundry rack again, and I jumped on my feet. "Charlie, is it Jude?"

"There could be tons of fans around the world, and you think of Jude?" Charlie snickered as I happily bounced across the room to get the window open. "Fuck you. I'm calling Mason to make sure he's okay." She walked off to the toilet, shutting the door behind her.

I unlocked the window as I pulled up my pyjama shorts and climbed out to sit on the rack. It wasn't really that safe anyways, but if it could balance two people, why can't one person do it? I peeked over the edge and realised Jude was trying to throw the bundle of rope on the rack.

"Fuck it!" He groaned. "Say, mind helping me out?"

"I don't and," I laughed as I grasped the rope in mid-air. "Try throwing it as a basketball next time, dumbass."

"Shut up, I just didn't have the brains," He grinned as he hoisted himself up and pulled the rope so it was in the hotel room, and no one could see or reach it. "Wasn't sure of your hotel rules, so I still came in this way, and I didn't want crazy fans all over me. Anyways, you played basketball when you were younger?"

"A bit, not much," I opened the window and pushed him in as he chuckled. I bit my tongue as I rolled in and shut the windows, his laugh was cute. Jude pulled his shoes off and hung his coat by the door. "What about it?"

"How you knew I should've thrown it like a basketball, not like an idiot," He snatched the left armchair next to the fire. "I love this seat."

"It's single, not taken," I snorted. "Your new wife?"

"Perferably, yes," Jude looked up at me as I rolled my eyes sarcastically and plopped down to the seat next to him. "How are you wearing summer pyjamas in this weather?"

"Just a thing, I guess," I curled up, as I heard Charlie laughing and giggling in the toilet. "What the hell is she doing in there?"

"Is she talking to her boyfriend?" Jude asked me as he propped himself up and cleared his throat. "I mean, nothing personal."

"Oh, uh, yeah, my brother," I mumbled. Did Jude like her. I stared at the glistening fake fire displayed in front of my eyes longingly, hoping my tears would dry up as quick as possible. "You jealous?"

"Not my type, she's not," Jude shook his head as I sighed in relief. "You free tomorrow? I mean, it's a day before the match, but I wanna show you something. Before we're turning into strangers again, you know."

"Uh, I'm introducing my brother to Dortmund, so I can't," I looked away so he couldn't see. My eyes were pooling up by now, as it didn't work in drying. He reminded me of something I didn't know when I met him. Something I couldn't translate to myself even. "After the match?"

"That's fine, really," Jude took his phone out as he started texting someone, and I quickly took the chance to wipe out my tears. "Are you okay to bring an extra clothing? Might be cold to where I'm bringing you."

"That's fine," I glanced at him every few seconds, admiring every bit of him. "Fuck me."

"What?" Jude looked up as I cursed silently. "What did you say?"

"Nothing, just a note to, uh, bring extra clothing!" I excused myself. "Yeah! Extra clothing."

"Oh alright," He focused back on his phone as I breathed a sigh of relief. "I thought it was something to me."

"It was," I thought to myself. "Because I want you. I fucking need you."

"How old is Mase?" Jude asked me as he laid back on his chair, shutting his eyes and grinning into emptiness. "Just a question."

"He's 24, about like six years older than me," I processed. "And you're one year older than me."

"And much taller than you," Jude snorted as I glared daggers at him. "Chill, I was just kidding anyways."

"You better be," I sighed as I bit my lip and he turned back on his phone. "Fuck that face." I mumbled to myself. 

"Sadie- oh hi Jude!" Charlie threw open the door as we both turned to her, and she smiled. "Sadie, you better get ready - Mason's arriving early."

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused. She snorted.

"Didn't you hear? Chelsea's arriving more earlier because they're afraid the match's going to get postponed again," She reported. "So the match begins tomorrow."

"Ah fuck, I should be returning back then," Jude got up as he pulled his coat and shoes on. " I'll see you tomorrow Say - in a Chelsea shirt."

"I'd never change my mind supporting Chelsea anyways," I crossed my arms. "I'll see you tomorrow, Darling."

"What?" He swiftly turned around before climbing over to the rack. I shook my head desparately. "Whatever. Charlie, you're coming as well, right?"

"Yeah, why?" Charlie nodded. "I'm there for Mason."

"I thought my mum just got the tickets wrong," Jude shrugged. "See you at and after the match Sadie!"

"B-bye," I blushed as he slammed the windows shut.

"Girl," Charlie turned to me as she grinned. "We need something good for you to wear."