Broken Glass || Antoine Griezmann

Chapter 13 || Still Falling For You

*November 18, 2015*
Genevieve's Point of View
"Morning, loser" I look at Antoine he starts to wake up.

"Morning, amour." He rubs his eyes before kissing me on the cheek. I lay my head on his bare chest and run my fingers up and down his lower torso. He wraps his arm around me. "Did you sleep well?"

"Eh. Bad dream." I lie. It wasn't a bad dream. Instead it was me waking up in the middle if the night with a heavy feeling in my stomach and chest. It wasn't unusual. I get this feeling quite often and it never means anything good.

"What was it about?"

"Don't worry about it." I sigh.

Antoine pulls my face up towards his then kisses me. "I'm gonna worry about it, love."

I kiss back. "As always." I look at the clock on Antoine's nightstand. "Better get going to training."

"Already kicking me out?" He kisses my cheek then gets out of bed.
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*Flashback- One Month Ago*
Antoine's Point of View
"Ew you're sweaty." She makes a disgusted face as I hold her in a tight hug. She wiggles her way out of my hug. I put on a fake frown.

"Aw come on. No love for the guy who scored one of the goals tonight?"

"Fine, pendejo." Gen hugs me and I hug her back.

"That's enough love birds." Koke looks at us and says.

"He's right." Gen lets go.

"Fuck." I walk to my locker.

"I'll just see you back at home."

"Okay." I blow a kiss at her.

She acts like she didn't see me. "Bye guys. Good game tonight." She walks out the locker room as the guys tell her bye.

"Home?" I hear Torres say. The rest of the guys whistle.

"She moved in alright." I snicker.

Gabi pats me on the back. "Wooo Grizi." He whistles along with the rest of the team.

I laugh then grab a towel to head into the team shower.
*End of Flashback*
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*the next day*

Genevieve's Point of View

"Yeah, I'm just leaving the shoot." I say into the phone as I get into a taxi.

"Ok. See you at home then." I hear Antoine say over the phone.

"I'm going to the girls' apartment first so I'll be home later." I smile at the driver before he turns around and starts driving.

"Ok. Love you."

"Love you too. Bye." I hear him say "Bye." before I hang up.

The driver drives onto the main highway that leads out of downtown Madrid. He knows where to go since the photo shoot coordinator called and gave directions for a taxi earlier.

I look through photos that the photographer sent me for this Michael Kors shoot. They look amazing. Ever since I moved to Madrid and settled in, my model career has taken off. And I worked for it , myself. Literally, the only help I accepted was from Koke and he hooked me up with my now amazing manager. I just wanted to do this myself and I have. I model for Michael Kors, Raulph Lauren, Nike and Versace already.

The driver pulls up in front of the apartment building. "Thank you, sir." I pay him before opening the door. I get out then close the door. I walk towards Emma, Isabella, and Liz's apartment as the taxi drives off. I walk up to the door and knock. The door opens and I see Isabella.