𝟎𝟎𝟑. 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒?

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REAL LIFE !

Standing outside the building, I waited for my Uber - confused. What had I done? Was this really a good decision? Why did I do that?

Gosh, Asena you really need to stop acting on impulse because this is really getting out of hand. The next six months with Jude Bellingham, what were you thinking? Or were you not thinking at all, perhaps?

I really am an idiot.

Snapping me out of my thoughts, was a voice calling out my name. They shake me, "Earth to Asena!"

None other than the devil himself, Jude Bellingham. "What?" I asked, my response was quick and sharp. If he wanted me to be kind to him, he had to earn it.

"Well, I was going to ask if you wanted a ride home. I'm pretty sure Jobe is already at Phoebe's and since we're both telling the two of them about the contract we might as well do it at the same time. So, they both only know the same details, nothing more or less." he explained. To be honest, it wasn't a bad idea coming from Jude - it meant that neither of us could be accused of breaking the contract later down the road either.

But if you really thought I was going to say that to him . . . compliment him? You have lost your whole mind.

Shrugging at him, I began making my way towards his car - how did I know which car was his? Because when he first bought it, he would not shut up about it; it would always be 'my BMW this,' or 'my BMW that.' Like shut up, no one care - that's another reason why I think he is absolutely insufferable.

I mean, I own a Bentley Bentayga - S Black Edition V8 - with a beautiful black exterior (Beluga - solid) and a Pilar Box Red specification on the interior. The interior is armed to the teeth with hight grade leather, expensive wood and high quality metal trims. The interior doesn't just look luxurious, it smells like it too. One of the most opulent SUVs available is my Bentley Bentayga, it introduces Bentley's renowned interior luxury to a high riding 4x4 vehicle for the first time. Because it makes regular BMWs appear a little too mainstream, my car is far better than Jude's (not sponsored, but I would love that)

I reach the car with Jude only a few steps behind me, surprisingly, he unlocks the car and the opens the door for me. I sit inside and he shuts the door behind me, Jude gets in the car himself and as he begins to start it. Silence fills the air. Usually, I 'm all for a bit of comfortable silence but this is just awkward.

"Surprised you can act like a gentlemen," I scoff - anything but this silence.

Jude has pulled out of his parking space now and quickly realises he has to turn around in order for us to get to my house - he rolls his eyes. Sassy much?

He places one hand on the steering wheel, the other on the back of my seat... giving me an amazing view of his face. Beautiful, but annoying face.

Okay but seriously what is going on in my stomach, why do I feel like this? And, why the fuck is he actually kind of cute? Even with the pussy hair beard, he is definitely a stunner when his mouth is shut.

I take a deep breath, what is wrong with you Asena? Get it together sis, I know you ain't simping over pussy hair beard man. I mean, can you even call that a beard?

Jude is still looking behind my seat, "Well princess, I think you'll quickly realise I am quite the gentleman - which is why all the ladies love me." He looks at me, I look back - he winks.

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