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I've just landed in Qatar and I'm on my way to the hotel. It feels weird because this is my first time in ages that I've not travelled with Jude, but it's not like I'm completely alone because I've got some of the other wags that are here with me.

I'm quite close with Sasha as well as Tolami. Sasha is Jacks girlfriend and Tolami is Bukayos girlfriend.

It's Tolami's first tournament away to watch Bukayo so me and Sash are helping her out.

Once we arrive at the hotel, although we all have separate rooms, we were all sat in Sasha's room on her bed.

"Have you spoken to Bukayo since we landed?" I ask Tolami.
"No I tried texting him but he still hasn't responded so he's probably busy." She replies.
"Yeah busy filming Saka's Spelling School," Sasha turns her phone to show us a tiktok of Bukayo giving Jack a quiz on how to spell rhythm.
"How did he get that wrong!" I laugh.
"You'd be surprised at how stupid that man is honestly, try living with him," She chuckles taking her phone back.

I feel my phone begin to buzz in my hand and it was Jude trying to FaceTime me. I hit the accept button and his face is soon on my screen

"Hey you alright," I smile at seeing his face.
"Yeah I'm all good. How was the flight?"
"It wasn't too bad, but it felt weird not having you there,"
"Well at least you have the girls," He reasons.
"Yeah, they're here right now." I turn the phone to show him and they wave back at him.
"Oi tell Sash to answer her phone!" Jack yells from the back and we all laugh.
"What are you lot up to?" I ask hearing some noise in the background.
"We're just chilling it's just Dec who's got the music on in the back,"
"Had to be either him or Mase who's playing that music, it's shit,"
"I know and they won't listen to me so I've stopped giving recommendations." He says.
"Anyway I'll catch you in a bit, Jobe's calling me." he sits up in his beanbag he's sat on.
"Alright, love you." I smile.
"Love you," he hangs up moments later.

"Right guys I'm going to call it a night before I end up passing out of your bed, so trust me I'm doing you a favour now." I sat up slipping my sliders on.

"Yeah, I better do the same." Tolami followed in my lead.
"Okay I'll see you guys in the morning,"

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Today England play against Iran and of course I'm going to support Jude in his first World Cup match.

Sasha, Tolami and I just arrived at the stadium and our seats were a bit further spread across the area where the families of the players all sat. I soon noticed Denise, Mark and Jobe sat over  at the front and turns out I was sat with them.

I get on really well with Denise and Jobe, but Mark not so much. It's not because we don't like each other or anything, it's just that we rarely speak.

"Oh y/n!" Denise got up to hug me. "I was wondering when we were going to see you!" She beams.
"Hey, how are you?" I ask pulling away from our hug.
"I'm great, living the dream right now. The hotel that we're in has a this beautiful spa, so you already know where I am most of the day," She jokes.
"I can imagine," I laugh taking my seat im between Jobe and Denise.
"What we saying Jobe got a girl yet?" I joke playfully nudging him.
"Nah nah not yet," he chuckles and I laugh at his tone. "But that doesn't mean if I wanted one I could get one," he remarks rather confidently.
"Ohh getting a bit cocky there Jobe?" I tease raising my eyebrow as he laughs along.

The lights soon dimmer in the stadium and the English and Iranian flag could soon be seen meaning the players weren't far behind.

Eventually, they came out and I was easily able to pick out Jude with his height. As the lights became brighter again I could see the nervous look he had played across his face.

"Jude's bricking it, just look at him," I lean over to Denise who nods in agreement.

Both anthems were eventually sang and with that, the game could commence.

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It's the 35th minute and England have had many close chances, but of course our Jude just had to go and bring it home scoring a goal that was neatly slotted into the bottom corner, impossible for the goalkeeper to save.

Jude ran to the corner of the pitch and he must of known where we were because he locked eyes with me pointing in my direction and making his hands into a heart shape before his other teammates joined him.

"Ahhh that's my son!" Denise cheers in excitement as Jobe sinks in his chair out of pure embarrassment.

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The match ended 6-2 the England and it was all good vibes in the stadium for the England supporters.
As soon as Jude had finished celebrating with his teammates he ran straight over to us.

"Babyy, you did so well!" I hug him over the barrier as I felt his sweat touch my skin. He'd chosen to give away his shirt to a fan in the stands which left him shirtless.
"Thank you," He kissed my forehead.
"Well done son," his father said patting him on the back.
"Cheers dad," he chuckles pulling away from the hug he and I shared.

"How's the hotel, y/n?" He asks.
"Good, I've got Sasha and Tolami anyway so it's cool," I look over to Sasha who's sharing a small kiss with Jack in the stands.

Jude was later swept away by the rest of his team as he went to continue to celebrations in the dugout and eventually taking it to the changing rooms.

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