Rachel's POV
I suddenly felt someone shaking me. I opened my eyes and found Olivier awake and walking me up in the middle of the night.
"What?" I said turning ON the lamp beside me on the night table.
"Do u ever want to get married?" Olivier asked.
"Now?" I asked
"No...you know, one day" he replied.
"I guess, I mean I would love to build a family with the guy I like"I said.
"Isn't it kind of a stupid idea? I mean it's stupid of people to get married" He replied.
Is he serious..?
"Um, to grow a family, get their relation ship on a higher level..."
"Bull shit" Olivier interrupted me . "Well goodnight" he said turning off the light.
He kept me worried all night and u couldn't sleep. does he really never want to get married? Why? Am I that bad?
I woke up the next morning and left for work. I work in the fanciest restaurant in Arsenal. Im the lead chef there. I love my job more than anything, the people are great, my boss is great, everything is great. And what makes it better is that Olivier got me the job.
"Chef Rachel?" I heard someone calling me.
"Yeah Sarah?" I asked.
"There is a costumer who would like to compliment your food, can I let him in?" She asked. To be honest, I love hearing compliments on my food. It makes me satisfied with my work.
"Sure" I said.
When the customer entered, my jaw dropped. It was Richard.
"Hi Rach" he said as I remained silent.
He got closer and took my hands in his but I pushed them away
"I know you are with Olivier and I hope you guys are happy, but I still love you so much, letting you go was the biggest mistake I have ever done" he said.
Richard wasn't a bad looking dude. He was taller than me, had biceps, abs and stuff like that. He had blue eyes,brown hair, flushed cheeks and full lips.
"What?" I asked shocked feeling my heart beats getting faster by the second.
"I love you, I want to spent my whole life with you.." He said dropping down on his knees.
"La la la la la" I covered my ears not wanting to hear the end. I can hear him call after me as I left the restaurant but I denied them. Driving back home was hard.
I parked my car in our driveway and ran upstairs to our bedroom ten found Olivier laying down on the bed reading a magazine.
"You really never want to get married?" I asked.
"No" he replied as he kept on reading.
"You never want this relationship to go anywhere?" I asked.
"No"
"But why?" I asked him holding back my tears.
"Why what?" He finally leaves his magazine and looked at me.
"Why don't you want to get married?" I asked.
"I don't know"he simply replied. I can feel the anger build up in me.
"I'm i that bad?" I asked worried.
"It's not you honey. I'm just against the idea of a marriage" Olivier replied.
That was it. I took my coat and walked downstairs
"where are you going?" Olivier shouted behind me.
"To someone who really loves me, to someone who really wants to marry me" I snapped walking away.
"And who is that??" He asked.
"Richard" I snapped. I got in my car and drove away.
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The proposal
Fanfiction"It's stupid of me to think Olivier will actually propose so we can get our relation ship to a higher level! I wonder if he even loves me!" I thought to myself ❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁ What happens when Olivier Giroud's plans of proposing to his girlfrie...
