distance (antoine griezmann)

fifteen

"Marco Reus, hurry up!" Today was April 29, also known as the day I'll finally meet Olivier Giroud. To be quite honest, I was excited to meet Antoine's friends. I want to meet Antoine so bad, but I know I have to wait. Antoine lives in Spain while I live in Germany. It's quite hard to meet up to be honest.

"I'm coming!" Marco shouted back. Marco decided on coming with me because he also needed to pick up Sejla. It was convenient how Olivier arrives the same day Sejla comes back. To be honest, I was quite nervous to meet Olivier. I know that if I can impress Antoine's friend, then I can impress Antoine too. Antoine meant alot to me, and if I couldn't impress his friend, then I'm pretty sure that Antoine won't be impressed with me too.

I heard Marco's footsteps and I sighed in relief as soon as he came down. I thought I had to wait forever just for Marco to be ready.

"You ready?" Marco asked. I nodded and we both headed outside. Marco was wearing his training outfit so I'm pretty sure that right after he drops Sejla off, he'll be heading to the Westfalenstadion to do some training or whatever football players do. Marco and I decided to take separate cars to avoid awkward situations. I'm pretty damn sure Marco wants some alone time with Sejla.

"See you in the airport!" Marco said. He bid me a goodbye and I did the same before going inside the car. I revved the engine to life and made my way outside the garage and into the busy streets. I looked at my window to see Marco's car zooming down the asphalt. I shook my head and prayed to God that he brought his license with him.

The car trip was basically me singing (more like shouting) to One Direction's and Royal Blood's songs. My loud singing was cut off by my phone ringing. I looked at the streets before parking my car at the side. I turned the car off and answered the call.

"Hallo?" I said, my voice echoing throughout the car.

"Hey Val, it's Olivier." I nodded and decided on putting the phone on speaker. I revved the engine back to life and continued my way towards the airport.

"So, what's up?" I placed my phone on the dashboard and continued driving. I know driving while taking a call is dangerous, but I didn't want to keep Olivier waiting. He might be the impatient kind and I don't want to anger him.

"Valentine, are you here yet?" Olivier asked. My heart started beating fast because what if he was waiting there for minutes, or worse, hours! I'm quite the panicky person and I don't want to end up crashing into a tree because I've panicked too much.

"No, are you in the airport already?"

"Yes, but I'm still looking for my baggages. Oh and by the way, I'm visiting again in like 2 weeks so you better pick me up again." I heard Olivier laughing and I couldn't help but wonder why he was going visiting again in two weeks. Eh, maybe he just wanted to take another vacation here. I mean Germany is a beautiful place.

"Oh, is that so? When are you going back to wherever you're from?" I know that Olivier is from France but when I looked him up, it said that he plays for Arsenal which is a club that is in the Premier League which is based in England. So I was confused because it's either he lives in France or in England.

"I'm going back to England in two days. Are you almost here yet? I'm going to get mobbed soon." I snickered at his sentence and as soon as I found a parking spot, I rushed inside the airport.

The airport was crowded and it was hard to find Olivier in this kind of crowd, I already knew how he looked like, I just needed to find him.

"Olivier?" Hopefully, he didn't hang up yet.

"Yeah?" I sighed and continued looking for Olivier.

"Where are you?" I asked Olivier. I didn't get an answer so I decided to continue on looking for him. Five minutes haven't even passed yet and I'm already tired, so I decided to find an empty space and sit down. I removed my phone from my ear to see that the phone call was still going on.