++++ and i still hear the echoes the echoes
i got a feeling that it's time to let it go, let it go ++++
CIRCLES post malone
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"Hey Senna, you got a minute?" Senna heard from behind and she turned around to face the Brit.
"Yeah, of course." Senna smiled at Jude. He didn't seem too nervous at the moment, which was pretty rare for him.
"You're coming to the match tomorrow, yeah?" He said, and the nerves slowly took over.
"Wouldn't miss it. You gonna score?" She teased and elbowed him gently. Jude smirked and elbowed her back. Senna tried to hold back a groan, but she couldn't. Jude's expression turned from cockiness to fear.
"Are you alright?" He asked and reached out to help hold her up, but she didn't really need his help.
"Yeah, no, I'm fine. What were you saying?" She sucked in a breath and put a smile back on her face. Jude sighed in relief.
"Oh, yeah. Well maybe I can score one for you." He flirted and Senna recognized it. Typically, she was the most oblivious when it came to this type of thing, but everyone always teased her about Jude's crush.
"Big talk from a midfielder." Senna said back. She wasn't really sure what to do, or how to turn him down.
In truth, she'd only ever had one boyfriend, and it was just a stupid kid thing, so she didn't really know how to turn him down. And to be fair, Senna wasn't really sure why she didn't like Jude. He was perfect for her. She should like him, she just didn't know if she could.
"You of all people should know how it's possible though." Jude smiled goofily and Senna couldn't help but reciprocate the gesture. He was really nice, and Senna wished more than anything that things wouldn't be awkward between them.
"See, you say that, while you've still got nineteen goals this season." Senna folded her arms and leaned back against the wall behind her. Jude stepped in, quickly filling in the space she was in.
"Yeah, and you one upped me as always." He said and Senna smiled. He was good at making her feel good, that was for sure.
"I'm not better at everything..." she looked away, now afraid to make eye contact.
"Oh yeah, what do you think I'm better at then?" Jude asked and leaned closer to her. Senna didn't know what to feel, as she turned back to look at him. Her clear blue eyes were a big contrast to his dark brown ones, and she felt his gaze cutting right through her. But she didn't know what to do. Did she even want this to happen?
Senna didn't have time to decide though as he leaned in and connected their lips. She didn't know what to do, and sat motionless for a few seconds. But she did the respectful thing eventually, and leaned back into it. She didn't really want to tell him to stop either, as he was too nice to be mean to.
"Senna! Are you in here?" Luuk's voice boomed around the indoor pitch. Senna pushed her hands off of Jude's chest and pulled away. But she was amazingly good at just switching emotions, so she put a friendly smile on her face. It almost looked like she wasn't just making out with Jude Bellingham.
"Yeah, just catching up with Jude!" She smiled and took a step back as Luuk turned to see the two. He smiled at Jude politely before grabbing Senna's hand.
"Hi Jude, how are you?" He smiled. Luuk had met Jude a couple times before, and they were acquaintances at least.
"Good, you?" He still seemed a bit flustered, as it was harder for him to hide his thoughts.
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matilda | MV01
RomansaSenna Van de Maarschälkerweerde is fine. She's fine, to everyone around her, her life is incredible. Not only is she a star defender for both club and country, but she is Red Bull Racing's teen prodigy. Being a nineteen year old livinf two lives tha...