Call it what you want // jude bellingham

12

Addilyn's pov

*next morning
"I freaking fucking told you so" I said about the hundredth time with a dancing voice while swaying my hips making my way to the bathroom

"Yeah I think I get it. After ONE THOUSAND TIMES of hearing you say it!" Phoebs said while suffocating her head with a pillow trying to ignore me bragging about being right

"And I am not even done." I said taking my toothbrush and putting some paste on it

I really was happy with how things turned out between Phoebs and Jude. She deserves to be treated right and I think Jude Is able to do it. It kind of feels like a fantasy. Me and my best friend happy living our best life's while attempting to try a relationship with the best and hottest boys ever

After the moment me and Jobe shared a kiss I needed to ask him what that makes us now but I decided to not push him forward and ruin the moment. But now I need to know if he feels the same way I do about the idea of a relationship. I can't afford to get my heart broken not after everything I have been through in the past

A sweet caring voice shook me up from my thoughts " Hey babe! You okay ? You have been in there for at least 20 minutes.." Phoebes said leaning on the doorframe

"Um. Yeah I was just thinking." I said sounding kind of zoned out

"That's what you call it now. Okay then. I am going to let you continue thinking." She said winking at me. I didn't really know what she meant by that but I had to be ready and I didn't have a lot of time so I just let it be

*at the field

After I had finished interviewing all of the players I was assigned to I gathered my stuff said goodbye to the crew and walked out deciding to take a walk until Phoebs was over. That was all until I spotted a familiar figure looking at me and waving his hand. That simple gesture brought a huge smile to my face and encouraged me legs to head to his direction. I came to a stop and I don't know what got into me but I threw my arms at him and suffocated him in a tight hug

"Not saying that I don't love your enthusiasm but I am all sweaty and I probably smell like the dead." Jobe said while wrapping his arms around my waist

That was bullshit. He was smelling like heaven. I don't understand how he does it but to tell you he might smell better than I do right now even after all that running

" Yeah I am not one to mind some sweat in exchange for this " I said speaking the truth

Jobe pulled his face back so he could get a look of my face "Hello beauty! How was your day?"

"It was okay but now..." I said trying to sound cheesy to see how he would react

"Now what? Speak up love." He said coming closer to my face

I don't know what got to me but I just really liked how his lips were looking so I just looked around to check if anybody was near so when I saw nobody I placed my hands on his shoulders and gave him a long peck on the lips

"Now it is perfect" I said blushing not being used at this kind of intimacy

Jobe was grinning like the devil " Well I am not so sure about mine. Should we try it to see if it gets better?"

"If you insist!" I said rising to my top toes and kissing him again this time longer

"Yeah, yeah it definitely gets better." Jobe said smiling and continuing the kiss

*back at the hotel

"Oh god my feet are killing me!" I groaned flopping on the couch

"I assume from running to catch Jobe's mouth. Isn't it that? " Phoebe said nudging my head

"Haha..hilarious, best friend." I said faking a laugh

After that none of us said anything. We both needed to relax a little minding our own businesses , scrolling trough our phones

That was until Phoebe tensed up "What the fuck?" She murmured

" What is it?" I said curious

"Um nothing happened. Can I just have your phone for a minute?" She said suspiciously

"Um. No, not until you tell me what is it that you need it for." I said trying to figure her source of anxiousness

"NO.I mean-I don't think you would like it" What is that even supposed to mean

" Oh come on Phoebs. Just show me. It cant be that bad." I said not having a single clue

I was unfazed. I mean it couldn't be that bad. I am sure it is just another of those weird insta reels that Phoebe likes to watch

I saw her clicking on Jobe's profile and that honestly sparked something in me. Did it have to do with him?

I saw her trying to binge scroll through his response-stories to multiple questions until she finally stopped passing me her phone

My eyes read through it and it took me some time to process what he was saying but when I soon did I felt my heart dropping to my stomach. My hands froze around the phone and my eyes started to stung

Jobe answered to somebody asking him if he would ever date white girls and is a simple I will just stick to football

Now what the actual fuck. Am I transparent and I don't know? Have I been dreaming about all of this? Why would he even say this?

Now I was full on crying about a stupid insta story.

"Hey no. You can't cry. I am sure all os this is just a misunderstanding. There's no way Jobe said that without a reason." Phoebes told me with her sweet and sympathetic voice of hers

But that made me even more confused and angry " A misunderstanding? A fucking miss understanding? How exactly could this be a miss understanding. What his fingers just slipped on the keyboard or am I colourful and I don't know it?" I said raising my voice and letting out on Phoebs that doesn't deserve it at all

God I am such a bitch! " I am so sorry Phoebs. I am just confused. This isn't Jobe on the field today. Jobe won't say something like that when he knew I would see it!" I said giving in to my best friend comfort crawling into her arms
and letting my tears out

I am probably overreacting again aren't I? This is my fault. But I can't help the feeling on my stomach threading to let out all of those butterflies I had felt in it whenever I was with Jobe.

Things got even worse when I saw an incoming call from an ID that I was not in the shape to answer to. So I chose to ignore it. This and the hundred unread messages that followed after it

I was feeling betrayed. And that is what I feared the most. It all looked to good to be true . But it was too late for me. The damage had been done. I had fallen head over heels for him and now this. I guess this is just my luck

I didn't have any power in me after spilling so many tears that Phoebe's jumper was practically wet

So i decided to skip dinner and let my bed and the darkness surrounding , drown me in my thoughts

"Hey sweetie. You have to eat something. We've got work tomorrow and you need to fuel yourself" Phoebe said sitting at the end of my bed stroking my head

" Not in the mood for it Phoebe. And please just let me be." my voice coming out raspy from crying

She must have understood what was happening to me right now because she didn't try to fight me over this. She just left me again alone. Thinking about Jobe and what I really meant to him. If I even did

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