BELLINGHAM'S GIRL (under editing)

CHAPTER FIFTEEN: My mess up

JUDE'S POV
Another weekend was here so Bella and I decided to go shopping.
I strolled through the shopping mall with her, enjoying the relaxed atmosphere as they browsed through various stores. My phone buzzed with a call from my coach, I excused myself briefly, leaving Bella to explore on her own for a moment.

As I wrapped up the call and returned to where Bella was waiting near a display of handbags, I couldn't help but notice a guy approaching her with confident charm. I observed the brief exchange, feeling a pang of jealousy but also amusement as Bella politely declined the guy's advances.

When the guy walked away, I approached Bella with a teasing smirk. "Getting hit on, huh?" I quipped, my tone playful.

Bella chuckled softly, shaking her head. "Yeah, it seems like it," she replied, glancing up at me with a fond smile.

"Well, they should know you're off limits," I remarked, my voice low and possessive as I pulled her closer.

Before Bella could respond, I leaned in and kissed her gently, right there in the middle of the store. I felt her melt into the kiss, a rush of warmth spreading through me as I silently conveyed my love and commitment to her.
I knew people were probably recording and watching but I cared less.

When we finally parted, Bella looked up at me with affection. "I think that guy got the message now," she said with a grin.

I chuckled softly, my arm still around her waist. "Good,"I replied, my gaze lingering on her lovingly. "Let's get out of here before anyone else tries their luck."

Bella rolled her eyes playfully. "Shouldn't you be more worried about the paparazzi? You freaking kissed me in a mall," she teased.

I laughed, squeezing her waist gently. "Let them talk,"I said confidently. "I'm not afraid to show the world how much you mean to me."

BELLA'S POV
Jude had asked me to come for his adidas shoot. I drove there, feeling excited to support him as always. As I arrived, I noticed the usual hustle and bustle of a photo shoot—cameras flashing, crew members bustling about, and models preparing for their shots.

Spotting Jude amidst the controlled chaos, I made my way over. He smiled brightly when he saw me, pulling me into a quick hug before explaining the schedule for the day. I nodded, genuinely interested in the process.

However, as the shoot progressed, I couldn't help but notice one of the female models getting a bit too friendly with Jude. She was beautiful, no doubt, with her effortless charm and confident demeanor. Yet, there was something about the way she lingered near him, laughing a bit too loudly at his jokes and touching his arm a little too often, that made me uneasy.

I tried to brush it off at first, reminding myself that it was part of her job to be friendly and engaging. But as the day wore on, her behavior became increasingly flirtatious, and I started feeling a knot of insecurity forming in my stomach.

During a break, I pulled Jude aside, trying to keep my voice steady. "Hey, darling, I've noticed that girl..." I began, struggling to find the right words.

He looked at me quizzically. "What about her princess?

"It just seems like she's a bit... overly friendly with you," I admitted, feeling foolish for even bringing it up.

Jude chuckled lightly, placing a reassuring hand on my arm. "Princess, she's just being friendly. It's nothing more than that, I promise."

I wanted to believe him, but the nagging feeling wouldn't go away. "I know, but... I just don't like how close she's getting," I confessed, my voice tinged with unease.