chapter twenty two

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elena awkwardly smiled, slowly turning to side-eye jobe as edited crickets played over the video.

"that is not true!" denied dom.

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"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU PUT THE SLIME IN THE MICROWAVE?"

"I WANTED TO TEST WHAT IT WOULD FEEL LIKE HOT."

"ARE YOU STUPID?"

"YES."

elena's kitchen was currently covered in blue slime whilst her, jobe, and dominik had glitter spilt all over them. of course, jobe was the one who had put the slime in the microwave and forgot about it - resulting in it exploding everywhere.

"wait until denise hears about this," elena shook her head and grabbed her phone from her back pocket, starting to dial a number.

jobe froze. "you wouldn't dare."

"oh yeah?" elena held the phone up to her ear. "try me, hoe."

"SHI-"

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"my kitchen is still fucked up and so i'm staying at lottie's house until i can be bothered to clean it up," elena explained, turning and pointing the camera at the friend group gathered around in lottie's living room. "and we're playing just dance."

"i fuckin' hate this game," trent grumbled from his position, sprawled out across the the floor. he was laid in a starfish pose, his face stuffed against the fabric of lottie's rug.

elena turned the camera to show jack and mason who were currently playing hips don't lie as they pretended to have massive body costumes on. it seemed as if mason was winning - but then jack suddenly fell as the sound of an exploding bomb edited over the clip. a cabinet fell on top of him, causing everyone to gasp.

"is he okay?"

"put him in rice, he'll be fine."

"that is so going on my snap story."

"bro just died."

"man city are gonna kill us.."

"he doesn't get play time anymore anyways. pep could care less."

"he need some milk-"

"HE'S ALIVE!"

everyone sighed in relief at trent's yell as mason helped jack up off the floor. "you good, bro?" he asked, patting him on the shoulder. "you hurt?"

"the only thing hurt is my ego," jack joked whilst sending the camera a wink. the video froze as the text 'be fucking fr 😐' popped up next to his face before going back to normal.

"if it's anything like mine, those are the worst blows," jude nodded along.

emily cringed. "that wasn't even funny."

he threw a spatula at her.

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"i'm literally babysitting," elena said as she turned the camera toward ronnie foden and hope lingard who both waved. she grinned at them. "we're off to go get some ice-cream because they're bored and it's the only thing that'll shut them up," she whispered the last part up close to the camera, before showing off the two kids who were skipping in front of her, their hands intertwined. elena then bumped into a lamp post. "OW! fuck off!"

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