Close to You ➳ Antoine Griezmann

Chapter 20 ♔

The next day..

♔ Antoine's POV ♔

"Filipe, Filipe where did you leave my phone?" I shout, calling out to Filipe. I lost my phone but I had a feeling that Filipe had it.

"What? Why are you screaming like a girl?" Filipe says, his head poking out of the door.

"My phone. Did you take it?" I ask, patting the pockets of my jeans to make sure I didn't lose it. 

"No.. why would I take your phone?"

I then remember, I must've left it on the kitchen counter so I go downstairs. I walk into the kitchen and my eyes scan the room, trying to locate my phone and I find it near the sink.

"Whoops" I mumble to myself. 

As I make my way out of the kitchen, my doorbell rings. Before I could get the door, Filipe shouts "I'll get it!" 

"Marisa? Hey!"Filipe smiles, holding the door open.

"Hey Filipe. How are you?" Marisa replies, giving a little giggle. 

"What brings you here? You here to see me or Antoine?" Filipe chuckles, grinning.

"Hahaha, both?" She responds. I walk over to them both, looking at Marisa and just looking at how perfect she looked. 

Her ash brown hair, loose curls, rested on her shoulders and her smile looked so contagious which made me smile at her. She had no makeup on and she looked flawless. Her little freckles made her look extremely cute and her long eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly. 

"Antoine? Hey!" She says, walking over to me and giving me a hug.

"Hey Marisa, you good?" I ask her, putting my arms behind her waist. It felt strangely fine to be able to have my arms around her like that. 

"Don't you guys have training today?" She asks, sitting down and flicking through a magazine.

"Of course we do! How are things with you and Ramos?" Filipe mentions, sitting down next to Marisa.

I slap my forehead and shake my head, looking at Filipe who then looked at me confused until he realised.

"Oh. Sorry I di-"

"It's fine. Why are you saying sorry? And we broke up." 

I felt so awkward because I felt guilty with Marisa's breakup and sometimes felt like it was my fault.

"Oh, man. Don't worry. I never was keen on Ramos, no offence."

"No offence taken." She smiles.

"I mean you should've been dating Antoine instead of that big guy." Filipe rolls his eyes. 

"What? the fuck are you saying Filipe?" I roll my eyes at him, going red.

"Omg he's gone all red." Filipe giggles and Marisa laughs with him. Her eyes were filled with love and light and that made me extremely happy and satisfied.