Goaling Score [DISCONTINUED]

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szymon's pov
the day after — dorm rooms, sunday

It was a rainy day. The clouds gray, the sky plain, and the streets and windows moisted. I cuddled with my pillow instead of Dom, again. He's with Maria once more and cancelled yet another one of our dates. I sobbed and sobbed and sobbed as I thought of it.

Then there was a rapid knock on the door which shook the whole bed. I opened the door and Martin shoved his phone in my face.

"Check this out. I don't even know if it's real or not but it's something." he says. I looked at the photo and Dominic was kissing Maria. More tears flowed in my blue eyes as I glanced longer at the photo.

"That fucking bitch..." I say. I sob harder and my legs felt weak. I dropped to the floor and burried my face in my knees. Martin hugs me and rubs my shoulder.

"He's no one to cry about Szy..." he says. "I'll be right back, okay?"

"Hurry up, please?" I ask. He nods as he runs out of my dorm.

martin's pov
the same day — library

I see Dominic outside on the bench. I walk up to him and punched him on the nose. He yells in pain and his nose started bleeding.

"Bro, what the fuck?!" he yells angrily. "What was that for?!"

"You cheated on Szymon, you fucking idiot!" I yell back. His eyes widen.

"Cheated? I didn't cheat on anyone!" Dominic says.

"I saw you kissing Maria, don't play dumb!" I say. He stands up as he wiped the blood of off his nose.

"I'm not playing dumb— I didn't kiss Maria!" he replies. I roll my eyes in annoyance.

"So what's this?" I showed him the photo and he frowned.

"That's not me." he says. "That could be anyone who looks like me but most certainly not me!"

I look at my phone and see Szymon messaging me. Then I reply to his messge.

Szymon

Where are you? I need you here.

I'll be back in a minute. I'll see you
soon enough.

K.

I then shut my phone and turn to Dominic. He was glancing at my phone as he pressed his lips together.

"Is that Szy?" he asks. I nod and shoved my phone into my pocket.

"Yeah. I request you sleep somewhere else tonight." I say.

szymon's pov
the same day — dorm rooms, sunday

"You spoke with Dominic?" I tilt my head.

"Yeah I did. He said it wasn't him in the picture." Martin replies as he sits on the desk chair.

"He's such a fucking liar." I say angrily. Why would he be lying about this?

"What if he's telling the truth though?" Martin asks, sitting up. "What if he actually wasn't the guy Maria was kissing?"

"I'm sure it's him. The body shape, the side profile, and everything else is just like him. If it isn't Dominic then who is it?" I reply, laying down on my bed in anger. Just then my phone dings. I check it and it was Dominic who messaged. What does he want? I ask myself.

My Dom<3

Hey babe, can we talk?

What could you possibly need
from me? Don't you have Maria?

Come on love, at the park for at
least 5 minutes only?

Fine. If you aren't there in approximately 10 minutes, I'm
breaking your ass.

Jesus. OMW

"I'll go by the park first. Dom wants to talk." I say, grabbing my jacket.

"Okay. Just call me if you don't feel like walking back here." Martin says.

"Yep."

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