004

570 17 8
                                    

—chapter 4
Talk 2 U – Brent Faiyaz

—Anailah—






"We're wags!!!!" Arielle cheers as we make our way to our seats. We showed up ahead of time to avoid the insane masses.

"You're enjoying this aren't you." I chuckled, taking a seat next to her.

"Of course. Eddy asked if we could go out to eat after the game!" She squeals.

"He wants you so bad." I laughed, prompting her to giggle. We were already gaining stares for giggling like little girls in our seats.

"He's so sweet, i hope Jude falls in love with you sooner so we can go on double dates." She smiles.

"We are NEVER falling in love so get that idea out of your head." I reject.

"What's so bad about him anyways?"

"He's annoying. And dumb—" I spit as he walks onto the pitch. "OOH, THERE HE IS!"

"What's that abour him being annoying?" She smirks.

"Shut up and watch the game." I mutter.



-




The game ended and i was standing in the middle of the tunnel by the locker room. Jude had texted me asking me to meet him there for some strange reason and i was waiting on him to come out of the locker room. Eddy came out fifteen minutes ago and swept Arielle off to god knows where.

"Hey." He says, placing a hand on my shoulder. I send him an odd look, prompting him to bend down to whisper in my ear. "At least ACT like you love me. Cameras are pointed at us." He whispers before placing a kiss on my collarbone.

He's right. There are cameras literally pointed at us.

I don't wanna do this anymore guys.

I send him a fake affectionate smile, my eyes narrowing. "Get me out of here." I whisper, still smiling.

We walk over and head straight to his car, sitting in silence for around a full minute.

"I don't know if i can do this." I sigh, prompting him to stare daggers into my forehead.

"I'm paying you. We already signed the contract so you have no choice." He says, pulling out of the parking lot.

"Is there any more acting you need me to do today then??" I groan sarcastically, throwing my head back.

"Actually yes. The team is going to a club tonight to celebrate the win. You're coming." He casually states.

"You're not even gonna ask me if im free?" I ask, staring at him in disgust.

"Are you free?"

"..."

"Anailah. Are you free."

"Yes. But i don't wanna go."

"Then i don't wanna pay you." He shrugs.

"nonono okay ill do it." I stutter.

He chuckles as if he just bitched me, making me groan. "What are you gonna do with the money?" He asks. Not in a smug way, but in a genuinely curious way.

"I'm sending it to my parents back home in france. They've always had financial issues so i wanna ease their stress." I respond, a faint smile etching onto my face.

"That's nice." He smiles, pulling up to my house. "Pick you up at nine?"

"Sure." I oblige, leaving the car.








-






It's 8:47 and i'm shaking in my boots.

I'm wearing a satin white tube top along with a mini skirt that i'm too scared to wear. I wasn't even given a choice, Arielle forced me to wear it. I hear a knock on my front door.

I open it, revealing jude.

He's clad in a white Versace top with some black pants and a pair of white air forces.

God he's so fine.

"You look nice." He nods, causing my face to heat up.

"You too." I comment, too flustered to even smile.

"Are you ready? He asks.

I simply nod, shutting my door and following his lead as we walk out to his car.

Oh god, he has a driver.
How rich is he?

I wave to the man as i slide into my seat, him following suit and sitting next to me.

Right now I'm already wishing i rejected the offer. I hate clubbing. Despise it. I'd rather go back home and study.

"Just to let you know, this is kind of a hard launch so we have to be super touchy while we're there."

Tonight's gonna be a long night.



















Notes,
Forgive me guys im already getting writers block😿😿
Idk if i can make my chapters longer than this with my lack of inspo😭

RIDICULOUS. |  JUDE BELLINGHAMWhere stories live. Discover now