𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, jude bellingham

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕

𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧', 𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐢𝐦 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧'
𝐛𝐮𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐦𝐞

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"Jude and Gio are coming to get us, by the way." Tayma informs me. 

Today was Dortmunds match against Man City. Erlings too busy training because he really wants to go to Man City, so he wants to impress them, but he only told me this. He doesn't want to disappoint his friends at Dortmund.

"Oh, alright." I say, standing up and putting on my Man City. 

"Trynna wind up your man?" Tayma snickers. "You're a handful, you crazy woman."

"I got Dortmund underneath." i laugh, lifting the shirt and showing the yellow Dortmund shirt underneath. 

"You got Jude on the back?" She asks, shoving a few things in her handbag. 

I grab my Trotter Saddle dior bag and do the same as I put essentials in it. 

"Yeah, it was like the last one" I tell her. "Must've been almost sold out with all those fan girls he has."

"I can sense your jealousy right now, it's so obvious." She's asking for a death wish.

"Watch your mouth, girl. Imma come for you if you don't." I threaten.

"Come for me then." She says, smirking at me. 

I pause for a second, before my mouth falls to the ground. "Tayma!" I shriek, throwing a sandal at her. 

"What?" She asks, genuinely confused. A few seconds later she lets out a shriek. "That's not what i meant and you know it."

"Uh, huh. Sure." I say, poking her in the stomach. 

"I mean..." She looks at me, wiggling her brows.

"Ok, stay away from me you freak." I laugh, shoving her away. I walk upstairs to my room to grab some stuff from my room.

Not long after, the door bell rings and I hear Tayma talking to Jude and Gio.

"Oh, she's upstairs in her room." I hear her say. "Knock before you enter, or you won't have hands to ever knock again."

Footsteps come up the stair, and I see my door swing open. Someone can't follow instructions. 

"Weren't you told to knock?" I ask, turning around to see Jude standing in my doorway. 

He looks me up and down, sucking on his top teeth and nodding, looking away. 

"Weren't you told to wear my shirt?" He snaps back, pointing at my shirt. 

I look up as if I'm think before shaking my head. "Nah, can't remember anything about that."

"You're an insufferable person, y'know that?" He laughs, taking a step into my room. 

"I've been told." I shrug, putting a pair of earrings on. 

"You like winding me up, don't you?" He asks, leaning against my table, watching me finish getting ready. 

"Love it." i grin, emphasising the love. 

"Alright, you're not coming if you've got that bloody shirt on." He states, getting up and starting to walk out really fast. 

"Relax." I laugh, grabbing his wrist and pulling him back before he could walk out. I pull off the man city shirt and I see his eyes widen as he slaps his hand in front of his eyes. "Ok, I'm not that disgusting. You can look." He peers through 2 fingers before dropping his hand and dropping his shoulder.