LOSE ME OR LOSE HER

14. GAME DAY

Chapter 14

📍SPAIN, MADRID🇪🇸

~Jude's POV~

Today is game day. I just woke up and checked my socials before stepping out of bed. After scrolling through Instagram and catching up on stories, I decided to take a shower. I walked into the bathroom, stretching my arms, and started brushing my teeth. As the warm water washed over me, I felt a mix of excitement and nerves about playing against my old team, Borussia Dortmund.

Once I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist, I picked out my training clothes and laid them on my bed. While moisturizing my body with cocoa butter, I heard my mum calling me from downstairs. "Jude, we have to go! Be quick!" she yelled. "Yes, I'm coming! Give me a second!" I shouted back. I hurriedly put on some Calvin Klein boxers and my training gear to save some time later.

I grabbed my training bag and rushed downstairs, knowing my mum was probably annoyed since I'm always late. Even if i wake up on time. She handed me a sandwich wrapped in aluminum foil, playfully pushing me out the door. "Vamosss!" she said. On the way to Ciudad RM, I ate the sandwich, trying to relax my mind. When we arrived, I noticed fans waiting outside for the players, I asked my mum to keep driving; I wasn't in the mood to engage or speak with anyone.

After three hours of training, Ancelotti allowed us to go home and rest before the game. My mum picked me up, and on the way home, I texted Tory to see if she wanted to have lunch with me to distract myself from the nerves.

IMESSAGE

Tory❤️

Hey Tory,
Would you like to go for lunch with me?

Sure, what time?

In an hour? Is that fine?

Yeah, alright, pick me up then.

Hasta luegoo😉

Ur spanish is still trash🤣
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I dropped my phone, chuckling to myself. I was determined to get her back for that, especially since I was still learning spanish. After collapsing on my bed, I showered again and followed my usual routine. I threw on some shorts, an essentials shirt, and sneakers, then sprayed on some perfume before heading downstairs. I kissed my mum goodbye. "Be back on time; we can't be late," she reminded me as I left the kitchen walking to the door.

I got in my car and drove to Tory's apartment. I took advantage of the aux before tory would take over, blasting 21 QUESTIONS-50 CENT as I sang along "Would you still have love for me" with one hand on the steering wheel. When I arrived, I saw Tory peeking through the curtains as i pressed the doorbell.

"Who's this?" she asked playfully.
"Jude," I replied.
"Who's Jude? I don't know a Jude," she teased.
"Come downstairs now," I commanded lightly.

Tory came down in jeans and a white tank top, carrying a Louis Vuitton bag. Without warning, I scooped her up and tossed her over my shoulder. She screamed, "JUDE, PUT ME DOWN NOWWW!"

"Nope, this is what you get for saying my Spanish is bad," I laughed, walking toward my car. As she started smacking me with her bag, I warned, "Stop, or I'm going to drop you!" She immediately stopped, and once we reached the car, I set her down. But just as I was about to get in the car, she smacked me on the neck.

This girl was full of surprises. I couldn't help but laugh as I rubbed my neck, still reeling from the unexpected smack. "Alright, alright, point taken! You definitely know how to defend yourself."