Yesterday's evening went well. We didn't come back to the hotel late. Today was a bit weird. Didier organised a special training for the players that will certainly start tomorrow's game. We could start to feel the tension. It was all around us. The players weren't joking as usual, everyone was focused on the upcoming game. Many of them spent the evening calling their family and friends. We decided to forbid the cellphones tomorrow so that the players will be a 100% focused. Nobody disagreed and the players themselves thought that was a good idea.
It is 11 pm and I'm lying in my bed. I can't sleep. Too much pressure and tension and stress because of the final. And because of my possible pregnancy. I can't stop thinking about Antoine either. I miss him. I haven't talked to him all day and I wasn't very kind with him yesterday.
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I take my pillow and get out of my room. Fortunately Antoine's bedroom isn't far from mine. I knock twice on the door and enter before I hear any answer.
" Antoine? " I whisper.
" Hm? Come here. " he leaves some space for me in his bed.
I quickly lie next to him. He cuddles me in his arms and kisses my head, sighing in relief.
" I missed you. "
" I missed you too. I'm sorry, Antoine. "
" Don't be. Let's just enjoy the night. Tomorrow is a big day. "
Being with him is all I needed to spend a good night. I can't explain how I've became so "Griezmann dependent" in a month. Truth is, he's part of my life now.
When my phone rings in the morning, the first thing that comes to my mind is the final. In 9 hours the players will be facing Argentina. Seems like a dream that is about to come true.
" We need to get up, you beautiful thing. " Antoine kisses my cheek.
" I know. I just want to enjoy the last minutes of quiet before the big day. "
We stay a few more minutes in bed and I finally decide to go back to my room before anyone notices that I haven't slept there. When I'm ready, I join the dining room where everyone is already having their breakfast. I feel nostalgic, thinking that this is the last time we all have our breakfast here together. Whatever the result of the match, we'll leave Brazil tomorrow. And I feel sad about that. This is the end of a great adventure that has changed my life forever.
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