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IN REAL LIFE !
JUDE SAT ON THE BENCH IN THE LOCKER ROOM. His phone buzzed next to him, without even thinking, he picked it up to check the notification.
angel 👼🏼 'good luck at training 🙏 don't make me come over and show you how it's done 😝'
Jude let out a small chuckle, shaking his head. She always knew how to make him laugh.
He typed back a quick response, trying to focus on practice, but the warmth spreading through his chest made it hard to concentrate.
"Ayooo what's got you smiling like that?" Vinicius's voice cut through the air.
Jude quickly locked his phone and stuffed it into his bag, trying to keep his face neutral, but he could already feel his cheeks burning.
"Nothing mate, just texting someone," He muttered, hoping to brush it off.
Vinicius wasn't having it. He raised an eyebrow, glancing at the rest of the team as they all started gathering in the locker room one by one.
"Texting someone huh? You've been smiling like that all week. Don't think we haven't noticed."
Rodrygo chimed in, leaning against the lockers with a mischievous smile, "Yeah you've been glued to your phone lately."
Jude tried to hide his embarrassment by focusing on tying his shoelace.
"Nothing. Just a friend."
"Oh, a friend," Mbappe said, his voice dripping with playful sarcasm.
He nudged Jude's shoulder. "Is this the same friend you've been texting non-stop since last week? The same one that makes you blush?"
Jude rolled his eyes, but he couldn't deny the heat rising to his face. "You guys are reading way too much into this. It's nothing serious."
Modrić, sitting across from them, smirked. "Nothing serious, huh? You sure about that? Because you've been distracted, man. Always looking at your phone, smiling to yourself."
"Or worse," Vinícius added with a grin, "acting all shy when someone brings it up. What's going on, Bellingham? You've got a girl?"
Jude felt cornered now, his teammates all watching him with eager, curious eyes. He let out a small sigh, knowing there was no getting out of this without giving them something. "Alright, alright," he said, holding up his hands in defeat. "There's... someone I've been hanging out with. But it's not what you guys think."
The locker room immediately erupted into cheers and playful whistles. Vinícius grinned like he'd just won a bet. "I knew it! I knew something was up. Come on, spill the details. Who is she?"
Jude rubbed the back of his neck, feeling his cheeks heat up again. "Her name's Camille. She's... we're just friends right now. We met in Madrid a little while ago, and we've been hanging out."
"Just friends?" Rodrygo raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. "Man, you're glowing every time you talk about her. There's no way it's just that."
Jude chuckled, his defenses crumbling under the pressure of his teammates. "Okay, maybe it's a little more than that. We've been getting close, but it's nothing official. And you guys don't know her, so stop getting ideas."
"Camille, huh?" Vinícius repeated the name like he was testing it out. "Wait, is she that actress from the movies? Like Camille as in TheCamille Mendez?"
Jude tensed. "Yeah, that's her," he admitted, his voice quieter now.
The room went silent for a second before erupting again. This time the teasing came in full force.
"No way! You're dating Camille Mendez?" Rodrygo asked, his voice filled with disbelief. "Dude, she's huge! My sister is obsessed with her music."
Jude groaned, burying his face in his hands. "We're not dating. We're just friends. She's here filming a movie, and we've been hanging out."
Vinícius clapped Jude on the shoulder, his smile wide.
"Hanging out, texting all the time, blushing every time her name comes up... Sure, sounds like 'just friends' to me."
Jude shot him a glare, but even he couldn't stop the grin creeping up on his face. "I swear, you lot are ridiculous."
Endrick, who had been quietly listening, finally spoke up. "You like her, don't you?"
Jude paused.
The question hung in the air, and for a moment, he wasn't sure how to answer. Did he like Camille? He hadn't really thought about it like that, not consciously. But when he thought about her, the way she made him laugh, the way she teased him, the way his heart picked up speed every time she texted...
"Maybe," he finally admitted, his voice soft. "But we're taking it slow. Nothing's set in stone."
Vinícius grinned like he'd just won the lottery. "Well, whatever happens, you better invite us to the wedding."
Jude groaned again, his blush deepening as the whole team burst into laughter.
They teased him all the way out to the training field, but deep down, Jude couldn't stop thinking about Camille.
Maybe it was something more.
And maybe, just maybe, he was okay with that.
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