The Rival's "Girlfriend"

You suck at comforting people!

I slowly opened the front door of my house so the groceries don't end up on the floor.

"Noa is that you?" Jude asked.

"Yeah, it's me." I said as I took off my left sneaker with right.

"Do you know what time is it?!" he was leaning against the doorway of the living room.

"I know..."

"Almost midnight. Where have you been?!"

"I was working and you know that. I told you earlier today."

"You said that you'll come home earlier."

"It was a busy night. I had to stay and help."

"Can't others do the rest since you have to cook for more than 6 hours?!"

"First I don't cook yet. Second, the chef wanted me to help him with the meals."

"Why the fuck are you there if you can't cook? Are you even doing something there?!"

I sighed.

"I'm tired, I can't argue with you right now. Let me just put this away and go to sleep." I wanted to walk past him, but he stopped me.

"I told you a milion times to quit doing that shit, but you still think that you'll get somewhere with that!"

"I will! That's how things there work and I told you that! But you're too stubborn to understand that!"

"Whatever..." he rolled his eyes and went to the living room.

"Instead of telling me that shit over and over, you can help me with this you know!" I shouted.

"Just put them in the kitchen. You know where is it."

"Thank you Jude for helping your girl after she had an exhausting day." I said walking past him to the kitchen.

"Yeah, you're welcome."

I put bags of the groceries on the kitchen counter and sighed. This is just one of the milion times we argued about this... Let me start from the beginning.

***

I'm Noa! Brunette girl with straight hair and brown eyes. My hair is not short, but not long either. It's something in the middle. Pretty basic huh? Yeah I know, I'm nothing special.

I'm 19, living in Spain with my boyfriend Jude. I moved from Greece to Spain a year ago. My parents didn't let me go live all by myself in another country until I'm 18. So after my birthday, I moved in with my boyfriend.

Actually it's my place, he also has his apartment, but he's often at mine. Mom have relatives from Spain so it wasn't so hard to fit in and find place for myself.

My parents, mom Sofia and dad Marc, are still moving here. I mean, most of their things are here, but there is still so much other things.

That is not important now, but yeah you get to know my parents a little.

***

Anyways... Like I said, I moved here with my boyfriend Jude. Yep, that Jude... Bellingham. I love him! So much.... And I hate him sometimes.

Never mind.... Jude is one year older than me. That means that he's 20. And I'm glad that I found someone older than me. I don't like younger guys.

Him and I met when he came to the  Greece one summer and since then we started talking, chatting and after some time, he asked me out. Now I can officially say that we're 2 years in happy relationship...