Why her? |Jude Bellingham x Reader|

23.

Y/n POV

*ring ring*

It startled me. The noise, for no reason. I felt a sudden pressure inside me not to pick up whoever it was. I sighed and shook my head before grabbing the phone.

-Excuse me, João. I'm just going to pick up this call real quick...- I slowly got up from one of the chairs on the balcony (Yes we were all sat down speaking and watching the empty stadium on the balcony).

I finally looked at my phone and my heart skipped a beat. It was Jude.

My hand was shaking a little, but I managed to pick up.

"Hello?"

"Y/n! Hey uhm..we need to talk." He's joking right?

"Oh, do we now?" When I replied I just heard a long and exhausted sighed from the other line.

"Im serious..please I need to speak to you..In person."

"Yeah right. How about never? I really don't understand you, Jude. You throw me away like I'm nothing, everything we have done together just down the drain because of you. You understand that right? I'm so done with you and all your stupid little games. We aren't kids anymore, Bellingham.." I turned around after basically shouting that and noticed the trio outside were staring at me with concerned looks on their faces.

"Right.. Right I'm sorry. Maybe it was best for us both... Have fun with your little friends."

"Excuse me?! You don't have to be all jealous because I'm hanging out with friends, you asshole! When we were together you didn't care about me, now suddenly you care? Right, don't give me none of that bullshit.."

"..."

"..."

Silence. Nobody had the courage to speak after that, but nobody had the courage to hang up aswell.

"Can we just speak in person?...please." I sighed at his request and shrugged my shoulders.

"Fine.. Im watching a football game today so I'll be home late. I'll text you when I get to yours..so we can talk."

"THANK YOU SO M-" Yeah, can't be asked to hear it.

I quickly tried to put myself together and walked back to the balcony where everyone was getting up to say goodbye. João walled to me first and pulled me into an embrace.

-Goodbye, Y/n. It was nice seeing you again.

-Yeah, it was.- He smiled at me once he pulled away and kissed my hand sweetly like a gentleman.

My cheeks flushed and I turned my head away for some seconds. He let out a chuckle before saying bye to Camila.

I noticed that Rúben kissed her cheeks, which is normal since we are Portuguese.. but they looked at eachother in a way I had never seen before.

I shook my head and smiled a little. Once they left the cabin(Vip room) I removed my high heels and sat lazily on the couch that had a tv infront.

-So, Jude called?- Camila asked me.

-Yup. He did.

-Phil called and messaged me.. I didn't want to pick up though, so I just replied to his texts.

-I don't understand these boys.. they don't want us and then suddenly.. they just run behind us.

Camila laughed at my obvious observation as she popped a treat in her mouth, there was a bowl of sweets infront of us.

-I know for a fact that Jude is completely in love with you, like I said, it's weird that he ended everything with you because of football.- She spoke as she chewed a little, covering her mouth with her hand every now and then. 

-Well, thats why I'm going to talk to him later. After the game.

She stayed silent for a second before speaking again. -Right, do that. Just make sure he doesn't get too hot headed when you too speak, or you know what happens after.

I looked at her confused.

-Shouting, crying and you will probably never speak to him again. He always let's something out that he knows he shouldn't say, and then regrets it.

OH THAT'S WHAT SHE MEANT. I mean, she's not wrong, but usually I end up in bed with him letting out our anger in..other things.

-Yes I'm aware. Don't worry, if it starts to get too bad I'll leave...

1 Hour Later

Finally, the fans and the rich people have finally started entering the stadium. Talking, chanting and whistling have filled the whole stadium. 

-Look um..Imma quickly head out, I'll be back soon.- Camila said with a little smirk on her face.

-Oh.. Alright?

She left in a hurry and I laughed at her figure.

Jude POV

I'm so glad she agreed to speak to me, but still, I don't know how to tell her everything. How I feel about myself, about us two... about everything.

Phil was waiting for me by the entrance of the Hotel, we were going to training together. 

-Hey,Any news?- He asked.

-Yup, I'm talking to Y/n later. She's at a game now.

He smiled at me and grabbed his bag. -At least someone is lucky.

-Why do you say that? Camila didn't answer you?

-No, she did! But nothing worked.. I mean, she wants to get back but we need to take some time first..- He sighed and tightened his grip on the sports bag.

-Right I see, maybe she's scared to hurt you again..? 

-I don't know, man. I just.. miss her.

We were about to arrive at training when I received a weird message.

(Unknown Number)

-Hey, Y/n is with me ok? Stop trying to get in the way of us, she don't like you and don't want to hear about you. Don't speak to her again.

seen

What the hell? I laughed at my phone, the message was so badly written, with mistakes that a English person wouldn't make.. Gosh I swear to God if it's one of her friends..Shit!  What if it's that guy, João? I took a print of the message and sent it to Y/n.

-You alright, mate?

-Phil, read this.- I let out a convinced laugh and passed him the phone.

-The hell? Who is it?

-Fuck knows.. but I will find out.- I'm going to kill someone... But first, training...