Close to You ➳ Antoine Griezmann

Chapter Ten ♔

♔ Antoine's POV ♔

She held onto me tightly. I gently wrapped my arms around her, my hands at her waist. I felt the warmth pass through and a connection. I was speechless on what to say. There weren't any words coming out of my mouth.

She finally released herself from me and spoke "I'm so sorry Antoine to keep you waiting. I'll explain everything." 

"It's fine. Shall we go inside?" I reply quietly and we walk in.

I had already booked a table a while ago and the waiter recognised me and immediately directed me towards our table.

"Thank you" I say to the waiter as I dismiss him. I quickly pull the chair out for Marisa and she sits down. 

"Thank you" she says silently.

We both sat there and flicked through the menu trying to decide on what to eat. I picked what I wanted to eat and looked up to see Marisa, looking quite stressed.

"Are you alright? What's wrong?" I ask her breaking the awkwardness. 

"N-nothing." is all she responds with.

"Oh oka-"

"Antoine, I already had dinner. With Sergio. Sergio Ramos." She adds, looking into my eyes and then looking back down, quite disappointed.

My jaw was hanging but I had to snap out of my shocked face quickly. She had dinner already? That too with.. Sergio Ramos?

"Antoine. I don't want to lie to you but after modelling, I saw you standing outside your car waiting for me and I was going to call your name but Sergio came out of nowhere and If I went with you, he'd think goodness knows what of me and Cris wouldn't be happy." She says. 

"Sorry I'm rambling so much. I just wanted to let you know Antoine."

"Hey, Marisa it's fine. I didn't think that you would turn up but I'm glad you told me the truth." I say placing my hand over hers on the dinner table.

"That's a relief" She laughs, tucking her fringe behind her ear which made her look extremely cute.

"If you don't want to eat anything I won't force you" I add.

She looks up at me and says "No, no. I don't mind and anything for you. In fact, I was looking forward to this dinner all day, believe me." She giggles.

"Okay, are you sure? I don't want Cristiano on my case for forcing his sister to eat when she doesn't want to" I wink at her, teasing her.

"Hey! And I would make sure he wouldn't be on your case then. He can't say anything to you" She smiles, her velvety red lips giving me temptations. 

Her smile itself was so contagious that I couldn't help but smile back. And what did she say? Cristiano couldn't do anything to me? What was she implying here?

"Uh Antoine, your hand" She clears her throat as she looks down at my hand. The palm of my hand was resting on hers but I quickly removed it and the connection felt weak after that.