It was time for the international break for footballers, and Jude and Jobe were coming home.

Jude knew you were staying, but their mum had forgotten to tell Jobe but set you up in his room for the week you were going to be there.

You were majorly jetlagged, so you got to the house, changed into comfier clothes, and fell straight asleep in Jobe's bed.

Jobe gets home and says hi to everyone before walking upstairs to his room.

He opened the door to find the curtains closed and someone in his bed.

He walked closer and recognised that it was you and he couldn't stop the involuntary butterflies that fluttered in his stomach.

His mum stood at the door and whispered a soft "sorry," but Jobe shook his head.

"No, she looks shattered, let her sleep"