𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, jude bellingham

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎

𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫,
𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

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I smile as I see Alissa run towards me and shove her paper plate in my hand. Food was given out about half an hour ago and Alissa probably ate the whole building. 

"Please hold it quickly! The dance ends in 6 minutes and i want to dance with Jude!" She begs as she stares at me with big beady eyes.

"Of course," I smile, placing the plate on the table Fatima and I were sitting at. 

"She loves Jude." Fatima laughs, watching Alissa sprint back to Jude who squats down slightly, catching Alissa as she flies into his arms and he picks her up, spinning her around as they both laugh uncontrollably. "Are you two dating?"

"Oh, god no. I would never date Jude." I laugh lying straight through my tongue. 

"So you wouldn't mind if I asked for his number?" She asks. 

I pause for a second, glancing at her. "No." I lie.

"Hah! Idiot." She snickers. "You're such a bad liar. Admit you like him."

"But I don't!" Or, I think I don't.

"Ok, girl. Lyings haram." She gives me a side eye before turning around, hearing her little sister call out her name. 

"Fati!" Her sister calls out.

"Did she just call you fatty?" I laugh.

Fatima bursts out laughing and shakes her head, getting up from her chair. "No, no. It's just her nickname for me cuz my names Fatima and all."

"Oh right. That makes sense." I giggle, getting up from my seat too.

"Anyways, it was nice talking." Fatima says as she stretches out her arms and pulls me into a hug. 

"Hi, Fatima!" Alissa says as she pops up behind me. I jump slightly, getting scared. I turn around to see Alissa sitting in Judes arms comfortably as they stand behind me, watching Fatima and I interact. Well, Alissa was staring at Fatima, Jude was staring right at me. I smile at him awkwardly, realising the eye contact we had made for 5 seconds. 

I quickly turn to Fatima and nod at her words. "Yeah, it was really nice catching up." I smile, hugging her. 

"Girl, he's staring." She whispers in my ear before pulling out the hug.

"Shush." I hiss. 

"Bye!" She waves. 

I laugh lightly and wave at her before turning to Jude. 

"Shall we go?" He asks. 

I inhale slightly and nod. "Lets go, you've got a match to get to." 

We get back to mine and Tayma's place after dropping Alissa off at Dads house and grabbing Jude's bag which he had also left at my dads place. I quickly change into my Dortmund shirt and check the time, seeing that it was 6:35pm. The match had already started 5 minutes ago, so I rushed to get ready. The daddy daughter dance had already made Jude late for his match, I don't want him to be more late. 

I rush downstairs to see Tayma calmly sitting calmly, with Jude next to her, as they both wait for me to finish getting ready. That panicked me even more. I struggle to put my shoes on, causing Jude to glance over the couch and look at me, confusedly. 

"Why are you rushing so much?" He snorts.

"You're already late. I don't want to make you more late." I mumble as I squeeze on one shoe without undoing the laces, making my fingers go red since they were smushed while I was pulling on the shoe.