FOOTBALL IMAGINES

award | jude bellingham

"you excited?" you asked jude, who was sitting next to you in the back of the car that was taking you to the academy awards ceremony. you were nominated for your first ever oscar, and you were filled with excitement but so many nerves. this wasn't your first ceremony, but it was the one that definitely meant the most out of all of the other ones that you had been to.

"yeah, i'm nervous for you though," jude knew more than anyone how much this meant to you, and it was so important that you had him there with you, a comforting hand to hold if it ever got a little too much for you.

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before you were taken to your seats, you had to walk down the carpet, hundreds of photographers snapping pictures of you, either standing by yourself, or with jude standing by your side.

when you were sitting in your seats and the ceremony was about to start, it all suddenly felt very real. you were bouncing your leg up and down due to the nerves, and jude realised this, placing his hand on your thigh, rubbing his thumb against your leg in order to try and calm you down.

"you're going to be okay," jude whispered in your ear, his voice having an immediate effect on you, as you started to feel just that little but calmer.

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"and the award for best actress goes to... y/n y/l/n!"

the words rang out throughout the entire theatre, barely even processing properly in your brain. but your subconscious forced you to stand up, you pressed a quick kiss on jude's lips, before making your way up onto the stage.

throughout your speech, you noticed jude beaming up at you, and you focussed on him for the majority of it. it was only when you were thanking the directors, producers, and writers that your eyes left his beautiful brown ones.

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the aftermath of the ceremony was a whirlwind to say the least. you were being dragged from interview to interview, countless photos being taken of you in the process.

you were invited to many of the afterparties, but you didn't really know what to do, the entire night making you feel very overwhelmed.

you were back in the car that you had arrived in, deciding where you would be spending the rest of your hectic night. "what do you want to do?" you asked jude.

"i'll do whatever, it's your night," he replied.

you turned to the driver, who was waiting for you to make your decision. "could you just take us back to the hotel, please?"

"you sure?" jude asked you, as your driver pulled away from the curb, and drove down the road in the direction of your hotel.

"yeah, i'm tired, and you're the only person i want to be celebrating this with anyway."

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when the two of you arrived back at your hotel, you rushed up to your room. the both of you putting on the comfiest clothes that you had packed. you told jude to order room service while you took of your makeup, and put your hair into a messy bun.

"i'm so proud of you," jude whispered against your lips after you had both eaten what seemed like half of the hotel's food.

you responded simply by pressing multiple kisses to his full lips, and cuddling further into him, your eyes falling back onto the tv screen, which was playing you 'best actress' oscar winning performance.