Jude Bellingham, a talented young football player, was in the midst of the exciting and demanding phase of the UEFA League in Germany.
Yet, despite being surrounded by the thrill of the games, there was one thing he missed more than the English weather or the familiar food—it was Y/n, the love of his life, who was still in England.
Every night, after a long training session or an intense match, Jude would return to his hotel room and immediately reach for his phone.
He had countless text messages from Y/n on his screen, and every time he saw her name, a warm feeling surged through his heart.
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These messages were like lifeblood for Jude. They helped him stay focused on his goals and gave him the strength to carry on.
Often, he would call Y/n late at night, knowing she would be awake. The familiar ringtone of her phone had become a cherished sound, and he often imagined her smiling at the screen.
"Jude!" she exclaimed happily when she answered one night. "How was your day?"
"It was good, but not nearly as good as this moment right now,"
Jude said with a broad smile on his face.
"Hearing your voice is the best part of my day. I wish you were here with me."
"I wish I could be there too. But you know what? I have a surprise for you."
"A surprise? What kind of surprise baby?"
"You'll see soon,"
The days passed, and Jude continued to focus on his games, always taking a moment to stay in touch with Y/n. Her support and love were irreplaceable for him.
*Y/n's POV*✨
One chilly evening, I boarded a plane to Germany. My heart raced with anticipation and excitement as I imagined the look on Jude's face when he saw me.
I arrived at his hotel, carrying a small, carefully wrapped envelope. In the lobby I met Trent, a good friend of Jude.
"Y/n hey! How was your flight?"
"Oh hey! Oh man, I'm really exhausted."
"I believe you."
"I just want to fall asleep in Jude's arms now."
"I believe that too hahahah. You have no idea how often I've had to hear him say how much he misses you and loves you."
"Aww how sweet. I missed him so much."
"He missed you too. And so much."
Trent then let me into Jude's room.
"Thank you again for your help."
"Of course Y/n. You don't even need to thank me, it's a given. Jude should be here soon too."
"Okay, thank you again."
"You're welcome."
I placed the envelope on his bed and took a deep breath, positioning myself just out of sight.
I heard the familiar sound of Jude's footsteps in the hallway, followed by the soft click of the door opening.
Jude walked in, his eyes immediately falling on the envelope with his name in my handwriting.
He opened it, finding a photo of us taken on a sunny day in England. The simple note on the back read: "Turnaround."
As he did, I stepped into view, my heart pounding in my chest. The look of shock and joy on Jude's face was everything I had hoped for.
He crossed the room in a few long strides and pulled me into a tight embrace, lifting me off my feet.
"Y/n, how...?"
he started, his voice choked with emotion.
"I couldn't stay away any longer. I needed to be with you."
Tears of happiness already streaming down my face.
Jude cupped my face in his hands, his eyes shining with unshed tears.
"You're here. You're really here. I'm not dreaming right?"
"No baby. I'm really here."
We spent the night wrapped in each other's arms, talking and laughing as if we had never been apart. We spoke of dreams and plans, of how we would make the most of every moment we had together.
The next day, Jude had a match, and I watched from the stands, my heart swelling with pride as he played. I knew that our love was strong enough to withstand any distance, any challenge.
After the game, Jude found me in the crowd, our eyes meeting across the stadium. He ran to me, scooping me up in a joyous hug.
"We did it! We did it baby! You being here made all the difference."
he said, his breath warm against my ear. I smiled, knowing that no matter where life took us, we would always find our way back to each other.
