𝑊𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑒 | Jude Bellingham

24.

Chloé pov:

"Chloé wake up, we will be landing." Isa said to me.

I opened my eyes and looked around.

Are we finally in Paris?

I looked out of the window and saw dark with some lights.

Actually I'm really feeling the vibe already.

But I'm also already missing my babe Jude.

After we landed me and Isa took our bags and went out of the plane to the airport.

Airport in Paris is such a cool building to be honest.

I like that.

We went to the thing where you take you suitcases and waited for ours.

We found them and went out from the airport where we waited for Isas dad to pick us up.

"So." Isa said.

"So what?" I looked at Isa who had a smirk on her face.

"So I don't know." She replied.

We both laughed and saw a car pulling over to us.

"Oo, that is my dad let's go." Isa said.

Her dad went out from the car and smiled at Isa and then looked at me.

"Bonjour ma fille." He said when he came to hug her.

"Anglais s'il te plaît papa." Isa said to him.

I have no idea what are they saying.

Well I know what does bonjour means it's like hi but the rest of it just no.

"Chloé ne parle pas français?" He said.

"Non." Isa replied.

"Okay then but my English is really bad." He said with French accent and smiled at me.

"Hello Chloé." He added.

"Hello mr. Da la Rue." I replied.

"Nice to meet you." I added when I shaked his hand.

"Oh call me Raphael please and nice to meet you too." He responded.

"Okay." I shaked my head.

"Go in the car girls I will put your suitcases in the car." Raphael said.

"Okay let's go Chloe." Isa said to me and dragged me to the car.

We got in and after a while her dad got in too.

He began drive to their house.

Me and Isa were just quietly sitting there but Isas dad began to start asking questions about the life in Madrid, boys and everything.

Isa were responding, I was just quiet.

"And you Chloé? How is your life in Madrid?" He asked.

"Uh well it's good since we moved from Uruguay it's completely different yeah but it's good." I said.

"We?" He asked again.

"Yeah, me and my brother Federico. You don't know him?" I replied.

"Eh, not really is he famous or something?" He asked.

Wow, someone actually don't know my brother.

"Yes, he is a football player-" I tried to say but Isa cut me off.

"Dad it's the guy I was showing you like 5 years ago at the France vs Uruguay game. Did you forget?" Isa said.

"It was 5 years ago! What are you expecting!" He responded and smiled.