It was Trent Alexander-Arnold's wedding day, and everything was perfect. Guests mingled in the beautiful venue, the atmosphere filled with laughter, music, and clinking glasses. You had been friends with Estella for years, and today, she was the one in the stunning dress, walking down the aisle.

But you wasn’t alone. You had been placed at a table full of strangers, one of them being the famous Jude Bellingham. He was the talk of the football world, handsome, confident, and reserved. You couldn’t deny that you heard plenty about him, but their paths had never crossed until now.

After a few rounds of drinks, you found yourself laughing at one of his jokes, your usual shyness melting away with the warmth of the evening.

Jude, sensing your discomfort earlier, now leaned over with a playful grin. “So, you’ve been avoiding me all night, huh?”

You chuckled, slightly tipsy herself. “I wasn’t avoiding you… I just didn’t know what to say.”

“Yeah, yeah you wasn’t!” He says playful with sarcasm trying to give her a wink.

“Anyway! Still haven’t gotten your phone number! What a crime luv” he says with little drunk chuckle licking his lips as he was clearly checking you out