The Only One for You | Jude Bellingham (Completed)

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Avery Callum
Stronger

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It's been two weeks and the scandal hasn't died out. Jude and I haven't made any post about each other or anything addressing it. Now the public narrative is divided, one side is asking did they break up ? And the other side is ridiculing me for getting "cheated on".

However Jude and I were good. After he showed me the text thread between him and that snake Levi, it cemented everything for me. Jude wasn't like the rest. He was tempted but he stood steadfast and my admiration grew even stronger for him. I know Trent had nothing to do with the leak, but I was so disappointed in him.

I was from the jump when Jude told me about their conversation. I was appalled because why he said fuck me for? We literally met and it was good vibes so how are you going to encourage him to cheat on me? This is why I'm a firm believer in your partner's friend is not your friend.

As I made my way to Jude's training ground, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for him. He was back training once more, and I was eager to see him in action once again. In my hands, I carried the item he had forgotten on his way to training— his special pair of cleats, as he called it.

As I arrived at the training ground, I was greeted by the familiar sounds of balls being kicked and players shouting instructions to one another. I made my way to where Jude was, weaving through the players and coaches until I spotted him.

Jude's face lit up with a smile as he caught sight of me approaching. "Hey, you made it," he said, reaching out to pull me into a warm embrace. He pressed a soft kiss to my lips, gratitude evident in his eyes as he took the cleats from my hands. "Thanks for bringing these bad boys."

I returned his smile, feeling a rush of affection for him. "No problem," I replied, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "I know how important it is for you to have everything you need for training."

Jude nodded, his gaze lingering on mine for a moment longer before he gestured towards the pitch. "Do you mind sticking around for a bit?" he asked, his tone hopeful. "I'd love for you to watch us train."

I glanced at my watch, mentally calculating how much time I had before my next commitment. "I can spare thirty minutes," I replied, giving him a reassuring smile. "But then I have to head back."

His expression softened with understanding as he led me to a nearby bench where I could sit and watch the training session. I settled in feeling a sense of pride as I watched him and his teammates go through their drills with precision and determination.

As the training session progressed, I found myself completely engrossed in the action on the pitch. Jude moved with a grace and athleticism that never failed to impress me, and I couldn't help but feel a swell of pride knowing that he was mine.

Throughout the session, Jude would steal glances in my direction, a small smile playing on his lips whenever our eyes met. Each time, my heart skipped a beat, and I couldn't help but return his smile with one of my own.

As the thirty minutes drew to a close, he reluctantly signaled to one of his teammates that it was time for a break. He returned to me, his eyes shining with appreciation. "Thanks for coming, babe," he said, leaning in to press a tender kiss to my forehead. "It means a lot to me."

I leaned into his touch, feeling a surge of affection for him. "Anytime," I replied, my voice filled with sincerity. "I love watching you play."