all yours | antoine griezmann

07

All Yours
07 | Hit a nerve

I was in need of a holiday, I was exhausted of being stuck in Madrid day after day with the same lifestyle. I needed to explore a new country, I need that sense of relaxation, I needed peace. I was sat in my office with my back facing the door, I was staring out the window seeing all the life Madrid had to offer. I missed my home back in London from time to time, I remember so clearly Antoine moved here and I didn't much of a reason to stay in London anymore without him. I moved to Madrid a few years ago with Fernando when we were together but I still had my home in London, I was moving back and forth.

I moved with Antoine and have been with him for a few months now but everything is different, I haven't been back to London in a year and I haven't been back home to Portugal in a good few years. I sighed, I missed my home and my parents who I haven't seen in ages. They came to visit in Madrid a few months ago and I miss them terribly. I've never told Antoine how I truly feel about living in Madrid, I don't see a point, telling him I don't necessarily like living here would just upset him.

"Mrs Griezmann?" Someone said walking into my office, Mrs Griezmann?.

"Sorry to disturb you but I came to tell you the new stock photos are in." The scrawny looking male said standing at the door.

"Oh thank you." I said, he smiled before closing the door and walking off.

Had I heard him right? Did he call me Mrs Griezmann? What came over him to assume I was married to Antoine? Everyone in Madrid followed us around like lost puppies trailing our every move, it reaches a point it's annoying and tiring. We've been classed as the heartthrobs of Madrid, the new 'it' couple. I didn't think much of it, I've been classed that with Fernando as well. I was used to all the media attention, despite being a model I changed my course of work and I run a modelling agency now. One of the best in Madrid, once I'd blown up the media we're everywhere.

I grabbed my things, turning off all the lights in the office before walking out and started to make my way home. I don't hate my job, I absolutely love it because it's my little thing where I'm free to just be me. It wasn't repetitive and there was something new everyday, it's what I loved about it. There was backlash to it, everyone assumed Antoine paid his way for me to get to where I am. I worked my way up through hard work, I put in the hours and my own money. I tried not to get annoyed by it but it's hard when half of Madrid is breathing down your neck about it.

"Hey baby, you okay?" Antoine said as I walked into the bedroom, he was laying in bed on his phone.

"Yeah just tired, you?" He gave me the same response I'd given him, I was tired that I wasn't in the mood to take my clothes off and into my pyjamas.

I got into bed laying beside Antoine as I wrapped my arms around his torso, I always loved leaning into Antoine and just laying there. It made me feel secure, I was safe in his arms.

"Guess what happened to me at work today." I started, I was eager to see his reaction on what I got called today.

"Go on." He said, I repositioned myself sitting up now facing him, "Someone called me Mrs Griezmann." I chuckled slightly, he almost scoffed but tried covering it up with a cough.

"Is that really so bad?"

"No I didn't say it was I just found it funny seeing as we're not married." He face instantly changed, had I touched a nerve? I instantly regretted sharing it with him, I simply found it a funny story to tell.

"I know that we're married you don't to tell me that." He replied cold, I saw the shift in his eyes. He was once looking at with that adoration and now he's barely looking at me.