"i thought that i was dreaming
when you said you loved me"
jude bellingham and kiara morales have known each other since they were two but then they somehow drift apart.
jude bellingham x fem oc
jude's pov ••••••••••••••• 11/22/23 7:15 am new york, new york
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jude.bellingham been a great few weeks. thank you to real madrid for signing me and thanks for all the love fam.
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vini.jr it's been great playing with you jude.bellingham ill miss you these three months
it's an early sunday morning when i wake up.
last night i played in a match against canada when i saw someone from my childhood. kiara morales. the last time i saw her was when i was in secondary school with her. i was 18 and she was 17.
i saw my childhood best friend, kiara morales, while i was warming up. she was walking on the pitch with someone else. she was dressed in a nice jacket since it was a bit chilly outside with boots and jeans.
i scored three goals last night in hopes she would recognize me. and each time i look towards the box, where everyone important sits at.
i've just bought a new house in new york for the off season. this is the first time in a while ive decided to take a vacation and take time for myself. my club, real madrid, is letting every player have three months holiday.
i also decided it would be nice to introduce myself to my neighbors. i walk to my left hand side neighbor and knock on the door.
nobody answers. i see the ring doorbell and understand there's a camera on it. i'll just come back later.
i go to the other neighbor and knock. it's an old lady and her husband.
"hello, i'm jude bellingham and i've just moved in next door." i say to the elderly people.
"well hello there." she says, "im priscilla and this is my husband, matthew."
"hello sir." i say again to him. "i just wanted to introduce myself and let yall know if yall need anything to come over. would yall like my number as well?" i question.
"oh well it wouldn't hurt," matthew answers me.
i run over to my house and write it on a piece of paper. i run back over and give it to them.
"thank you very much," priscilla says. "again it was very nice meeting you."
as im walking away, i realize they don't realize who i am. coming from england, germany, or spain, everyone recognizes me. they ask for pictures or ask me for something.
i turn around and see a red lifted truck pull in. i recognize it from many years before. that's when i realize that it's mr. and mrs. morales.
"no way" i'm thinking to myself. no way they are my next door neighbors.
"hey mr and mrs. morales! how have you guys been?!" i ask them. it's been 2 years since ive seen them and they haven't changed one bit.
"oh hey jude!" mrs. morales says. "its been fine, you've definitely grown up! i saw that you scored three goals last night."
"oh yes ma'am, i didn't know you were watching canada football now,"
"oh i was just watching kiara. she was there last night."
"oh i thought i saw her?" i reply. "do you live here? i thought you all still lived in san antonio?"
"oh no, jude, we still live in san antonio. this is where kiara lives. she's lived here for about a year." mrs morales answered.
"oh!" i say surprised. i felt different emotions rush over my body. i was surprised that we are next door neighbors but im also excited. "well i've just moved in right next door for the offseason."
"well do you want to come in?" mr morales says.
"oh sure" i say. i walk in and see kayden morales, kiara's little brother. "hey kayden."
"hey." he says dryly, as if he doesn't like me or something.
"how have you been, kayden?"
"fine."
"oh, well it was good seeing you." i say as he walks off fast. he is wearing airpods and is going to the living room.
i stand awkwardly in the entry way and wait for one of kiara's parents.
"here, you can come sit in the living room." mrs morales says.
we turn on an mls game and me and mr. morales sit down and watch. i am intently watching when i hear the door unlocking and being opened.
