Jude Bellingham

You and Jude had been dating; you were of Mexican nationality and origin, and for this World Cup, you made it clear that you were going to support Mexico, even in the England vs. Mexico match.
You were in your seat crying; Mexico had lost 3-2 to England, and worst of all: Bellingham had scored two goals. You were heartbroken for your national team, and seeing them cry only made you feel more emotional. You took it very personally, and when he went to look for you, you wouldn't even speak to him; you ignored him, and he knew it was because of that.*
One night during your stay in Mexico before returning to Spain (where you were currently living), you had requested a separate room so as not to share it with him. You were lying down, still hurting over the Mexican team's elimination but trying to rest, until the sound of your notifications woke you up. You picked up your phone and opened the notification tray; it was him.

*"𝐉𝐮𝐝𝐞 𖹭"

💬: "—Love, please forgive me, I never wanted to eliminate Mexico, on the contrary, I admire them"

💬: "—They played very well, and the one you liked because of how he played, Gilberto, right? I swapped jerseys with him"

💬: "—I would change that moment a thousand times, a thousand times over, even if it meant losing everything, just to see you happy, sweetheart"

💬: "—I know you're upset, but please, what can I do to make you forgive me? I don't like seeing you so distant from me"

Estabas en tu lugar llorando, había pedido México con 3-2 a favor de Inglaterra, y lo peor: Bellingham había metido dos goles, estabas dolida, por tu selección, verlos llorar solo te dió más sentimiento. Eso te lo tomaste muy a pecho, cuando el te fue a buscar ni siquiera le hablabas, lo ignorabas, y el sabía que había sido por eso.
Una noche durante su estancia en México antes de regresar a España (dónde estaban viviendo actualmente) tu habías pedido una habitación aparte para no compartirla con el. Estabas recostada, aún dolida por la eliminación de la selección mexicana, pero tratando de descansar,hasta que el sonido de tus notificaciones te despertó, lo tomaste y abriste la bandeja de notificaciones, era el.

*"𝐉𝐮𝐝𝐞 𖹭"

💬: "—Amor por favor perdóname , yo jamás quise eliminar a México, al contrario, los admiro"

💬: "— Jugaron muy bien, y el que te gustaba por como jugaba, Gilberto no? Intercambien playera con el"

💬: "— Cambiaría mil veces ese momento mil veces hasta perderlo todo solo para verte feliz cielo"

💬: "— Se que estás molesta pero por favor, que puedo hacer para que me perdones? No me gusta verte tan alejada de mi"