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I walked to the living room and sat the drinks down on the table. Kannan came up and asked 'how much vodka is in this'. 'Its shloer your 16 behave' I laughed. 

he picked up a glass and somehow tripped on air and spilled shloer all over my shirt  I'd shove the glass down his throat but I'm too pretty for prison. 'KANNAN' I yelled. 'Oopsies soz' he giggled and walked away.

My whole top was soaked, I walked into the kitchen looking for a towel. 'what happened' Jude asked looking up from his phone. 'Kannan happened' I muttered. 'Come on upstairs I'll get you another top' he laughed. 'This is not amusing Bellingham' I said following him upstairs.

'Here' he said throwing me one of his Nike hoodies. 'ok close your eyes please' I said (even though he's already seen it all). 'yeah yeah' he moaned turning around. 'ok I'm done turn around' the hoodie smelled like him which lowkey gave me butterflies.

'So how long are you back in England for?' I asked trying to make conversation while sitting on the edge of his bed. 'The rest of year I have to train on the England squad for the World cup' he said sitting next to me.

  'rah world cup you know' I said in awe. 'I try' he said humbly. 'Seems like yesterday we were in here studying for GCSEs' I said reminiscing.

'Speaking of school' Jude said excitedly. 'You need to do work experience for med school right?' he asked. 'Yeah placement why?' I said curiously. 'What if I said I could get you an intern job as a physician on the team' he said.

'FOR REAL?' I exclaimed jumping up. 'yeah for real' he said smiling at my excitement. 'OMG I COULD KISS YOU RIGHT NOW' I squealed. 'Go for it' he laughed standing up. I opted for a hug instead and wrapped my arms around his neck.

We stopped hugging but neither of us let go I watched as his eyes wandered down to my lips and back up again 'I've missed you Annie' he whispered as he leaned in, then suddenly Jobe came bursting in the room 'YO KANNAN ATE 8 EDIBLES' he shouted laughing. 'lord' I muttered and quickly rushed downstairs.

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