When I wake up Jude is still asleep next to me, so I decide to get him back for the picture he posted of me yesterday.
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"Cute." I say to myself while I'm walking into the bathroom to get ready for the day.
I scroll on my phone, seeing another article posted about me, but this time it's not about Pedri. It's about Jude.
Star player for Real Madrid Jude Bellingham in relationship? Fans have speculated that Jude Bellingham is in a relationship with FC Barcelona Social Media Manager Ellie Wengley. The two were seen in the airport together just yesterday, and have been on each other's Instagram numerous times. Could the two be more than friends? Click the article to find out more...
I decide against clicking on the article, and finishing getting ready. The more I think about it the funnier it gets, I mean how clueless can people be. Our 11 months is coming up in a couple of days, so maybe we should just post about it then.
I walk out of the bathroom smiling, and I find Jude awake now.
"Good morning." I say to him while I crawl back into bed.
"Good morning to you too." He smiles, open his arms so I can lay in them. I smile, accepting his offer, resting my head on his chest while his arms wrap around me.
"There's an article about us." I laugh, pulling out my phone and showing him. He reads the article and lets out a soft laugh as well.
"They really are clueless aren't they." He states, catching me off guard.
"That's exactly what I said." I announce, jumping up. He is a little shook by my reaction, but begins laughing and takes me back into his arms. His hands are massaging my hair, while I'm running my fingers up and down his forearm.
"We should get up. My parent are probably home now and I was thinking we could get out and I could show you around." Jude say with an excited tone. I nod my head, slowly getting up, then allowing him to go get ready.
_____ When Jude is finally ready, which felt like forever, we walk down to the kitchen, where Jobe is sat, eating a bowl of cereal.
"Good morning." He says in between bites, looking down at his phone. I walk over to see what he's looking at, just to find him watching a game.
"What game are you watching." I ask him, not really getting a good look.
"Newcastle vs. United. It's an old game, but i haven't seen it yet." Jobe informs me, while I grab some cereal. I pull up a chair next to him once I've gotten my cereal, watching the game with him. Jude laughs at us, snapping a picture, but then joins us across the table.
