In love with a football player

"Are you okey?"

It was a beautiful summer day in the middle of July. I'm Flora and I'm on a holiday in Paris with my best friend Anna. We just came back from a great afternoon of shopping and we wanted to end our day with a picture in front of the Eiffel Tower.

"I have to go to the toilet Flora, can you wait here for me?"
"Toilet where are you going to find a toilet here hahaha."
"Uhh aha I have no idea to be honest, just wait for me and don't run away with one of those cute french boys okey?"
"You know I don't like french boys Anna... just go please."

I hated it when Anna brought up things about boys. I just wasn't interested in getting a relationship or whatever, and besides of that it would just all be a big problem because I lived in Madrid and if I met a boy here in France we had to travel a lot and it was just going to be a lot of trouble, I didn't even want to think about it.

Anna left to find a toilet and I stood here all by myself in my red flowered dress right infront of the Eiffel Tower surrounded by a crowd of people. A few meters in front of me I heard people yelling and making a lot noise. Gosh why can't they just act normal was my thought. Until I saw people: running, waving with their phones and screaming things like "SELFIE, SELFIE" and some French words that I couldn't understand. Wtf was going on? They wanted to make a selfie but with who..?!

I walked to the circle of people which has grown. I couldn't see much, damn why couldn't I be a little longer. I asked a women what was happening and why everyone was acting freaked out. She only spoke French and I couldn't understand a single thing of it. I had to pay more attention in French class...
I tried to get closer to the middle of the circle. People pushed and screamed, it was one big uncontrolled sweaty situation. I finally got close enough to see what was happening. I saw a well.. small guy in the middle he had I have to admit perfect blonde hair and he wore a dark blue suit, people were taking selfies with him and I even saw some people crying.

Who was he...  famous that for sure, maybe an actor or singer?! I had no clue. But I thought it would be fun to take a selfie with him and brag to Anna. I could say that I went on a picture with a famous guy, even though I didn't know if he really was that famous. Anyway I was so close to the front of the rows that I just couldn't go back without a selfie. I was glad I changed my pair of heels with some flat shoes before I left.

But suddenly I got a big push in my back and I couldn't keep control. So I felt forward hard on the ground. *Auch* "why can't people act normal dammit!" I tried to get up but  I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder and I heard a soft sweet French voice asking if I was ok.
I looked up and saw a pair of perfect blue sparkling eyes. Omg it was him *the famous guy*.
"This is so awkward, I'm so sorry" I said in my best French."
"It's not your fault, are you okey" said he with a worried but oh so beautiful face.
"Yes don't worry I'm fine"

The only thing I could think about now was going away from this place as fast as I could. People probably were laughing at me and they definitely took videos and pictures of me falling on the ground which would be all over the Internet in about 2 minutes.

I heard the voice again this time in Spanish. "What's your name?"
How did he know I was Spanish?! Well probably because my French sucked and I spoke with a Spanish accent lmao.
"It's Flora" I said with a little smile.
Funny he Spoke good Spanish for a Frenchman.
"And what's yours?" I asked. But right after I asked that I could punch myself in the face.
He was probably famous and I didn't even know his name.
He laughed adorable and said: "You don't know who I'm am, well that's not a problem ofcource.
"My name is Antoine Griezmann"
"I'm a football player."
A football player? Ofcource, I should have paid more attention when there was football on the television, but I didn't.
"Do you like to have dinner with me tonight?" he asked.

Dinner?!! What was going on I just met this guy and he wanted to have dinner with me!
On the background I heard people screaming things like "that girl has had enough time with you, we also want a picture Antoine!" But luckily there were bodyguards who kept the people away from me and uh I guess I can call him Antoine now.

Anyway I had the opportunity to go on a dinner with this perfect cute french football player. Omg I couldn't say no to this.

"Uh sure." I said shy.
"But please first take pictures with all those people who have been waiting for hours to get a selfie with you."
"Ofcource we can meet later tonight, I can pick you up at 8pm?"
"That's fine, I'm looking forward to it!"

I gave him the address of our apartment and waved him goodbye and walked away from the crowd. I heard people yelling:"finally that bitch is gone." But I didn't care, I didn't care at all. I could only smile really bright. I felt butterflies in my stomach and I had no idea why, deep inside I knew but I didn't wanted to admit it. I just met this stranger he may seem cute but maybe he was really mean.

"FLORAAA WHERE TF HAVE YOU BEEN!!???"
"Omg Anna you never believed what happend".