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TARA AND I JUST returned to our hotel after spending the whole day out shopping and stuffing our faces with food. As we got closer our room, I noticed a small package lying at the door.
"what the fuck is this," I said, picking up the package. It had my name on it, i looked at Tara in complete confusion and fear. "What the fuck is that? we better not be getting kidnapped or something!" Tara said, peeking over my shoulder.
I open the package slowly worried of what my pop out at me but to my surprise inside was an England jersey with Jude's name and number written on the back of it.
"where did you buy him from, can you find me one that acts like that"
I laughed rolling my eyes at the grinning Tara.
The next day, Tara and I found ourselves in the family section of the Arena AufSchalke, my heart might explode from how scared? excited? honestly It felt like I was going through all the stages of grief. One thing for sure is that the english fans have... allot of excitement? honestly who knows they switch up every second. I had honestly given up hope at this point but then,
in the 81st minute, the ball had played perfectly towards Jude giving him the perfect opportunity to header it. I've never jumped up so fast, my hands hurting from how hard I was clapping.
"Did you see that?!" Tara yelled over the noise, her eyes wide with excitement.
"I can't believe it! That was incredible!" I shouted back, my heart racing with pride and excitement.
After the game, Tara and I waited in the family section, also why does no one talk about how difficult it is to hear after a football match? . Jude had texted me to meet him after the match.
A few minutes later, Jude appeared, still in his kit, looking... maybe it's best not to voice that opinion. He jogged over to us, pulling me into a quick hug.Once he pulled away from the hug looking down at my outfit in confusion, "where's my top?" he asks.
"such a drama queen," I unzip my jacket showing him the top "better now?" I laugh.
"not yet," He smiles taking my jacket off completely and making me turn around, "now that's what i like to see"
"my ass?" I joke turning around to see him shaking his head, "my name you idiot."
"And to think I was gonna say you were amazing!" I said, my eyes shining with admiration.
Jude grinned. "Thanks." his stupid smirk creeping up "glad you could be here"
"did you see the celebration?"
"I did, very smooth Bellingham" I grin, Jude had came over to my section and blowed a kiss honestly i didn't assume it was for me but, that's all the confirmation i needed.
Then he glanced around and lowered his voice. "Hey, come with me for a second. There's someone I want you to meet."
I followed him, with Tara trailing behind. We walked a short distance before stopping a far enough distance from the three people to not hear us.
"Yvonne, those are my parents, Denise and Mark, and my younger brother, Jobe," Jude said, his tone way too casually.
My heart skipped a beat. "Wait, what? Your family?" I stammered, suddenly feeling a wave of nerves wash over me.
Jude nodded. "Yeah, come on. They're really looking forward to meeting you."
I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "Okay, I can do this."
Denise greeted us warmly, her smile genuine and welcoming. She hugged me gently. "Yvonne, it's so nice to finally meet you. Jude talks about you all the time."
I blushed, feeling a bit overwhelmed but grateful. "It's so great to meet you both. Jude is amazing."
Mark chuckled. "We're very proud of him. And we're happy to see him with such good friends."
Jobe raised an eyebrow and smirked at me. "So, you're the famous Yvonne. Jude didn't mention how lucky he is to have pulled you"
I laughed, surprised by Jobe's comment. "Nice to meet you too, Jobe."
As we chatted, Denise's adoration for Jude had become extremely evident, I now can see where Jude gets his charm from. She kept glancing at Jude and me with a warm smile.
Tara nudged me with a grin. "See? Told you it would be fine."
I smiled back, feeling a sense of mhappiness I hadn't expected. This trip to Germany might be the best trip ever if it keeps going like this.
AUTHORS NOTES!! guys... is it a red flag to still be a huge fan of the duplicity + complicity fanfic like tell me why i almost screamed when she updates complicity.... i need to know i'm not the only one.
also i hate what i've done with this book like i'm such a slow burn girly and this book feels so rushed 😖😖
