kids • jude bellingham

seventeen

"damn, this is nostalgic" i smile as we walk into his childhood room, which was decorated in loads of Birmingham city and Liverpool posters "haven't been here since we were seventeen" 

"a lot happened on that bed" he smirks as he plops himself onto it

"shut up J" i roll my eyes  "oh my days you used to go crazy over this Mo Salah poster" i say pointing at it "i remember you put it up when you came back from Anfield after watching him score that hattrick"

"you know i met him?"

"no way"

"yeah, i played against Liverpool once when i was at Dortmund, got Salah's shirt as well, it's somewhere in Madrid, should frame it to be fair"

"is he your favourite player still? I remember you loved him and Stevie G"

"him and Stevie G are legends" 

"you don't understand how much i've missed watching and playing footie"

"wait" he gasps "the prem is still on, and i'm pretty sure Liverpool play Arsenal at Anfield in 3 days, we can go you know"

"actually?"

"yeah, i'll get Trent to sort us out with some tickets, and we can bring Jobe and Emil too"

"no way, thank you so much J"

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jude's pov

"Trentskiii?" i say as i stand in the terrace outside, speaking to the Scouser

"ayy, Jude mate, how are you?"

"great broski, you?"

"amazing" he smiles "you got here safe?"

"yeah we came literaly this afternoon"

"we? who'd you come with"

"my gyal innit"

"no way, you? a girlfriend"

"shut your mouth Scouser" i joke

"she Spanish?"

"nah it's Chloe innit"

"wait, Chloe as in Chloe your mate when you was kids? the one you told me about that one time at England camp?"

"yeah yeah, her"

"what? how?"

"well, she moved to Spain after i left i guess, and i saw her, long story short, we got together, i fucked up again, but now were together"

"Congrats my bro, the way you spoke about her to me, i know you love her"

"yeah mate, she's my everything" i smile at the thought of her "but can i ask you a likkle favour?"

"ask away mate"

"you think you can get me tickets to Liverpool v Arsenal on Saturday?"

"wait, you want to come?"

"told Chloe i'd take her innit, might take her brother and Jobe as well, and besides, Liverpool is still my club innit"

"yeah well course i can get you tickets, i haven't seen you in bloody ages, i'll pick you guys up at the station"

"thank you so much mate"

"nah no worries Jude"

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23.12.23

chloe's pov

"oi get up you bitches" i joke as i wake up Emil and Jobe

"what the fuck Chloe?" Emil groans as he wakes up, checking the time on his phone "it's bloody 5 am?"

"yeah, well were going somewhere"

"where?" Jobe mumbles

"get up and you'll find out, its nice though i promise"

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"where the hell we going at this time? Jobe asks Jude

"Liverpool"

"the fuck we going to do in Liverpool"

"going to watch the game tonight innit"

"nah, fuck off" Emil says in shock

"what you don't want to go?" i say

"no i do, i'm just shocked innit" he smiles "thank you though"

"you can thank Jude"

he thanks Jude as we get into the car with Jude's dad, Mark, to the train station

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we arrive in Liverpool

"ah yes, scouser land" Emil jokes

"if a scouser heard you say that Emil, you're getting shanked" i tell him

"guys it's still 8 in the morning, what are we going to do till 3?" Jobe asks

"got a mate who's going to pick us up in a minute" Jude says

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"is this what it feels like having children?" Jude says as we watch Jobe and Emil argue over how the game will end today, as we sit on a bench outside the train station waiting for Jude's friend

"clearly" i smile as Emil and Jobe walk up to us

"the bloody idiot thinks were going to lose today" Emil says as Jobe nudges him "but were so good and we'll nev-"

"go tell that to Trent over there" Jude says pointing behind him

"the fuck is he doing here?" Emil's eyes widen in shock

"he's my mate innit"

"fuck off-" he gasps as Jobe spots him too

"Jude!" Trent smiles as Jude gets up to greet him "good to see you mate"

"good to see you too!"

"you must be Chloe then" Trent smiles to me as i shake his hand

"you're corner taken quickly guy, right?"

"why do you know me as that only!" he laughs

"last time i watched football properly was years ago, this guy ditched when we was 17 and i couldn't look at a football"

"he's such a bitch" Trent laughs as i agree

"both of you shush"

"ah yes, the famous Jobe, heard a lot about you from Jude" Trent laughs as he turns to Jobe and Emil "and you're Emil Harris innit? seen you play for Brum city before, heard your a proper baller"

Emil shakes his hand, and looks at him, starstruck

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