all mine | antoine griezmann | ✓

eight

All Mine
08 | Are you sure?

"So are you coming or not?" Sofia asked me, she kept badgering me about a party happening tonight. I truthfully wasn't in the mood for a party at the moment.

"I don't want to go."

"Oh come on! It'll be fun for us!" She was practically begging at this point like she has been for the past twenty minutes.

"Alright fine I'll go." I gave in, I'll have you know that Sofia is a master at getting her way. She had been pleading for twenty minutes without breaking a sweat, true dedication. Sofia handed me a black dress which I quickly slipped on with some black heels, I didn't feel like doing much to my hair so I left it out the way I had worn it all day. She looked at me somewhat pleased with my look, I shrugged my shoulders at her.

Once we had made it to the party I instantly regretted giving into Sofia, I did not want to be here at all. I just wasn't feeling the party mood tonight and I usually am always up for a good time, Sofia had gone off to get us some drinks when she came up with two shot cups.

"You—" Sofia paused taking a shot of tequila, "Need to hook up with someone." I quickly downed my shot feeling the burn in my throat soon after.

"Nope." I quickly said, is she crazy?

"Oh yes you are." I shake my head at her, she's clearly already drunk from one shot.

"I don't want to hook up with anyone." I told her shortly after rolling my eyes at her, remind me again why I decided to come to this party?

"Loads of guys are already checking you out girl!" She said, I looked around seeing everyone either dancing or going towards the bar to get drinks. She's seeing things already?

"I'm going to get a drink." I told her before leaving her amidst the crowd, probably not the smartest ideas when she's already drunk.

"What can I get you sweetheart?" The bartender asked, I looked around to see what he had on the racks.

"Something strong, whatever it may be."

He handed me a small glass with some sort of brown liquid in it, I downed it within seconds making a distasteful face as it burned going down my throat. I handed him my glass and he poured the liquid once more and it was gone within seconds, I'm not usually the type to drink this much because I know my limits but something was off with me today ever since that kiss with Antoine my mind has been clouded.

"Are you alright there?" A voice beside me spoke, I turned around seeing the one and only Antoine Griezmann standing beside me. I mentally groaned seeing him there.

"Are you following me?"

"Yes because I'm such a stalker." You could practically feel the sarcasm rolling off this tongue.

"Stupid question I know." I mentally face palmed myself.

"Clearly you've had enough." Antoine says taking the glass out of my hand, I didn't protest because I knew I'd reached my limit. I was definitely going to feel this tomorrow morning.

"Come dance with me." I said taking his hand in mine leading the way to the dance floor, I'm not drunk just yet. I know what I'm doing, I'm having fun.

I wrapped my hands around his neck not even caring that I was so close to him that I could feel his area poking my thigh. I didn't care in that moment, I was trying to have fun regardless of whether it was with Antoine or not. Despite him being the cause of all my problems I was trying to forget everything.

"What has gotten into you?" Antoine questioned my actions, I shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't know."

I dragged him back to the bar getting the both of us shots of all sorts of liquids, we both downed them so fast we had to stop for a second to stop the dizziness from hitting us again. We kept downing the shots until we were both so drunk we could barely walk, I was holding onto his arm for support at this point.

"Come with me." Antoine grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards the hotel upstairs from where the party was.

We both walked into the hotel and straight away got into the elevator and into a room, my mind wondered how he got the room so fast but I didn't care in the moment anymore. The door was barely closed when Antoine started approaching me until my back hit the wall, I could sense what was about to happen but was I really going to stop it?

He cupped my cheeks pulling me in and kissing me, you could feel the desire and just oozing from us just from that one kiss. I was practically melting my knees were almost giving out on me from how weak I felt after that kiss, he titled my head to the side giving him complete access to my neck allowing him to leave hot kisses on it.

"Antoine—" I moaned out wanting more of him, I couldn't take it anymore. A voice at the back on my head was telling me to stop, to take it slow but I ignored it because I didn't want to take it slow.

I found myself needing— wanting more of him even though I've always told myself I hate Antoine with a passion. Yet right now tells a different story, I'm stuck up against a wall whilst he roams my neck. I had always told myself I hated him but do I really? After that kiss it's almost as if I'm doing a complete one-eighty on my words. That kiss ignited something inside of me, something that's been wanting to come out for a long time now, but I couldn't help but feel as if he's using me—I know Antoine so well and that's something he would do. Has he changed?

He grabbed my legs and picking me up leading the way to the bed, setting me down slowly onto the bed making sure I was okay at first.

"Are you sure?" He asked, I smiled and nodded my head at him.

"Yes."