𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, jude bellingham

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟑

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞

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"(Y/N)." My aunt says through the phone.

"Yeah, what's up?" i yell over the loud music from Williams party. I hand Jude my cup of water and ask him to hold it while I go outside. We all decided not to get drunk at all because the boys had a football match the next day. 

"Are you at a party?" She asks me.

"Yeah." I answer, stepping outside. The music gets muffled which allowed me to hear her better.

"How fast can you get to the hospital?"

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I run back into the house, trying to keep the tears in my eyes. The first person I spot is Jude. I squeeze passed people, grabbing his hand the second I reached him. 

"Where's Tamya?" I ask in a hurry, trying to even out my breaths as I look around frantically. 

"What?" Jude yells, leaning down a bit so he could hear me.

"Where's Tayma?" i repeat, louder this time. I start to gasp for air, clutching onto my chest.

"(Y/n)." Jude says softly. "(Y/n), whats wrong?" 

"I need to go, where's Tayma?" I beg.

"Come outside," jude says as he grabs my hand and drags me out the house. 

"My moms not doing well and I really need to get to the hospital." i explain in a hurry. "Please."

"Okay, let's go." He says as he pulls his car keys out.

"Are you sure?" I call out to him as he rushes in front of me, unlocking his car. 

"Sure about what?" He asks as he opens the door for me.

"You guys can stay, I just need Taymas car keys so I can go." I explain.

"(Y/n), you are not going alone when you're getting panic attacks." Jude says as he climbs into the drivers seat. "So sit there and calm down."

-JUDES POV-

I glance at her on every red light we cross. She's staring out the window, chewing on her lip and picking at her skin on her arm. 

(Y/n), don't pinch yourself." I tell her, grabbing her hand and pulling it away from her arm. 

"Sorry." She whispers, not stopping to rip the skin off her bottom lip. 

I need to distract her. I pass her my unlocked phone and click on Taymas number. "Tell her we left, i'll drop you home." 

She grabs the phone and calls Tayma.

"Tay," She starts. "Jude and I left," A pause is heard and I'm guessing Tayma is speaking. "Moms not doing well, they don't think she's gonna make it." A few seconds after that I see her bottom lip tremble as she inhales and exhales, trying not to breakdown. She presses the phone between her ear and her shoulder before start to pinch her skin again. "They said if they can get her stable then she might have a chance." She pinches her skin so hard I'm surprised blood isn't pouring out. I quickly grab her hand and hold it in mine, preventing her from picking at her skin. "No!" She quickly says. "You don't have to come, please just enjoy your time." Another pause. "Tayma. If you step foot into the hospital I'll smack you." Tayma starts speaking and I can kind of make out what she's saying.

"Then I'm going home. I won't have fun if you're not." These girls are so close that if one isn't partying the other can't.

"Ok, go home if you want, but do not come to the hospital." 

Their goodbyes were exchanged before they hang up.

"Why can't she come?" I ask, curiously.

"Tayma hates the hospital, she's had a rough childhood and was in and out of the hospital with family members and i don't want her to feel uncomfortable just because I need comforting." (Y/n) explains. 

"You guys understand each other." I point out.

"Yeah, I think that's why we're so close." She sighs. 

We sat in silence after that, and from time to time I would see her picking at her lips so I would hold her hand tighter, which would take her out of her thoughts and she would stop. Once we got to the hospital, I got out the car and helped her out. 

"I'm scared." She says, stopping in front of the hospital room. 

"It's okay." I reassure, putting my hand on her back and pushing her forward slightly. "I'm right next to you." 

She breathes out a breath as she nods and continues walking. 

-(Y/N) POV-

I hug my arms around myself, feeling uncomfortably cold to be walking around in this kind of clothing at a hospital. Jude sensed this and he takes off his blazer and place it gently around my shoulders. 

"Thank you." I mumble as I pull the blazer shut so no one could see my pink clothes. 

"I left something in my car, I'll be back." Jude says quickly as he runs off. 

I walk over to the reception and ask them where my mom is and they give me the directions to her room. The second I get the room and floor number, I text them to Jude so he knows where to come. My feet were killing me in these heels but I didn't bring any normal shoes. 

I stand in front of my moms door, peeping through the small window that was at the top of the door. I see my mom laying there, asleep, with monitors and machines beeping around her. I couldn't go in, not alone. Standing outside my moms hospital room, I chew on my thumb nail, contemplating what I should do.

"Sorry I took a while." Jude pants as he runs towards me, holding a duffel bag. I shake my head, telling him it was fine. "You okay?" He asks as soon as he reaches me. 

I nod, pulling my hand away from my mouth. 

"Here, we can sit for a second before going in." Jude offers as he grabs a gentle hold on my hand and pulls me towards the line of seats opposite the rooms. I sit down, but he gets down on his knees in front of me and unzips the duffel bag. "I, uhh." He starts, pulling out some normal sneakers. They were mine. "When the boys and I came to pick you up I quickly grabbed a pair of your shoes in case your feet started to hurt." He says, timidly. My heart bursts open and my stomach starts to flutter. "And a hoodie..." He pulls out a pullover that was definitely not mine. It was a black pullover with a tiny, yellow dortmund logo on it. It was his. "And sweats." He says as he pulls out a pair of my sweat pants. "Tayma got your clothes, i didn't go in your room." He states as he hands me the neatly folded clothes. 

"Jude." I whisper, looking down at my lap. 

"I know this is so weird. I shouldn't hav-" I cut him off by launching myself at him and hugging him tightly. 

"Thank you." I mumble, squeezing him harder. "Seriously."

"It's nothing." Jude smiles into my shoulder before pulling away. "The bathrooms down the corridor to your left." He says as he stands up and points towards the bathroom.

I smile at him to thank him again before rushing to the bathroom to change. I strip from my clothes as my heart was beating like crazy. Jude is doing something to me and I don't know if it's normal. I'm near him and i can't breathe properly. My attention is always on him. I search for him everywhere I go and when I hear his name I feel butterflies. But there's no way I like Jude. He hates me. We haven't gotten along since we met each other. He's probably only nice to me because he feels guilty that my moms dying of cancer. 

I shake my head and push the thoughts away, quickly throwing on my clothes. I walk out the bathroom and back towards Jude.