Haaland misclicks on a instagram post, everything goes downhill from there. (im a larper and I know nothing about football, so im trying my best here guys ok)

A LOVE STORY BETWEEN JUDE BELLINGHAM AND ERLING HAALAND ❤️❤️❤️ It all started the summer of 2020. Two hard-working players, competing to be the best they can, cross paths and nothing will ever be the same. Jude and Erling have a lot more in common then they initially assume, but as tension rises between them, so do other feelings. Feelings that neither man is familiar or even comfortable with. Jude is insistent on loathing Haaland's very existence, but how long can he keep this up for when he simultaneously fancies the pants off him? What will happen between these "teammates" in a story of rivals, undeniable connection, and...balls. Both kind.

WARNING! This fic is heavily centred around drugs and the use of them. I don't condone any behaviour and actions described in the story, and all of this is for entertainment purposes and purely fictional. -- Jude Bellingham never planned on buying drugs after school. He definitely never planned on meeting the same blue-eyed blonde dealer named Erling Haaland again. Somewhere between bad decisions, late-night phone calls, countless of text messages, football matches, family problems, and trying to survive growing up, the lines between regret and love become impossible to tell apart. Or: Jude makes one bad decision. It snowballs into something he could never have imagined.

Jude Bellingham, a 17 year old midfielder from Birmingham, England. Erling Haaland, a 19 year old striker from Bryne, Norway. Great friendship, better lovers.