𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋! jude bellingham¹

chapter thirty six

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˚ ₊ ♡ ❰ 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻 ❱ ˖⋆࿐໋ ⋆
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— in which elena goes with jude
to the ballon d'or ceremony and
breaks the internet once again.
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(if you're all dry readers this chapter i'm making lil tjay have his drastic return xx)

i didn't want the ceremony and idk where to find it now so this is me using my imagination, deal with it!! xxxx

you're all gonna hate me next chapter but oh well you love me too much to threaten me 💝💝💝

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FLASHING LIGHTS AND SHOUTS of her name is not something that elena hamilton was unfamiliar with. being raised in the spotlight meant that the media followed wherever she travelled, and her creating a name for herself outside of her fathers surname was the cherry on top.

so you can understand why she felt nervous when jude asked her to be his plus one at the ballon d'or ceremony in paris. she agreed, of course, and she couldn't wait to see him win the kopa trophy (she knew he would win, despite the many times jude said he doesn't think he will.) elena knew she was playing the proud girlfriend role tonight — it felt amazing to have all the attention off of her for at least a couple of hours.

"red really is your colour," one of the female stylists complimented her, smiling as she started adjusting the straps of the dress elena had picked out.

"thank you so much," elena smiled back, feeling her chest warm at the compliment. she sat down in one of the chairs and let the all makeup artists do some last minute touch ups.

jude then walked into the room, ready to show his girl his outfit. he knew he should trust the stylists, but elena's opinion always mattered to him more than anyone else's. plus he knew she was going to look stunning no matter what she wore, and jude didn't want to look like a fool stood next to her.

"what do you think?" he asked with a grin, noticing the cameras filming them.

elena took one look at jude's trousers and shook her head. "go find a pair that actually fit - they look like you're about to take off any second," she pointed at the door, hearing a few stylists, artists, and camera men chuckle from around the room.

jude frowned. "but i picked these!"

"yeah and you wonder why i dress you before we go out. you have no sense of fashion, babe," elena said, blowing him a kiss as he rolled his eyes. "so go and change. we're leaving soon."

"meanie," jude grumbled under his breath as he walked out the room, deadpanning at one of the cameras on his way out.

"what was that?"

"i said i love you!"

elena raised her eyebrows at the stylists all around her, who laughed at the couples bickering. "oh i'm sure he did," she nodded, unconvinced.

jude had changed into some trousers that actually fit him, and just as they were about to leave elena received a message on her phone.