The search of a dream ( Thomas Muller FF)

Chapter 4 - Friendly time

21 May 2014, Trainingslager Sudtirol (Austria)

The club season ended, Bayern celebrated the title and after that the German players in the team had some vacations days before joining the national team concentration in Austria.

This last month had been chaotic to both Lena and Thomas; the paparazzi's were always onto to them, they followed everywhere even if Thomas was just visiting his grandmother.

Since the news, Lena and Thomas had avoided seeing each other; she wasn't in any of his three last press conferences or in the title celebration. He had to admit, those press conference and interviews were never boring until the days she didn't show up, he almost fell a sleep in all of them, which was very weird.

Thomas knew he was bound to see and talk to her, she was not only going to coverage the World Cup in Brazil but also they both had a meeting with DFB directors. What could possible be? What would the director wanted to speak with him and her? Their meeting was scheduled since the day after the match against Real Madrid.

"Hey man," Marco Reus greeted Thomas, he was in the lobby waiting to being called. The meeting between him, Dassler and DFB president and other directors was today.

"Hey, what's that face? You look like you've seen the devil," Thomas asked curious, Marco looked very pissed with something or someone.

"More like devil Carole Wolff," he retoured.

Thomas laughed, " Oh, Carole is here...this just got ten times better."

Reus glared at Thomas, " Don't mock me, because I know that miss famous journalist aka Lenny Dassler is somewhere in the hotel, waiting to talk to Wolfgang."

"What's that suppose to mean? My relationship with Dassler is completely different from yours with Carole," he quickly replied.

Marco smirked, " Oh, you're right, you already slept with Lenny."

Thomas rolled his eyes, " How many times do I have to say we were drunk! God, you guys have really short memory."

Marco patted Thomas on the shoulder, " Sure, buddy...sure"

" Shut up, you have a crush on miss devil since forever," Thomas stated, amused.

Marco smirk fell from his face, " I do not have a crush on Carole. We just don't get along well since we were kids."

" Say that to me when you're married to her," Thomas said, confident. He knew both of them very well, they both liked each other they were just too dumb to see it.

"That's never gonna happen," he insisted.

Thomas smiled, "I'm quite sure that is going to happen, I intend to win the bet even if it takes ten or fifteen years."

Marco rolled his eyes, " Your delusional Muller."

"No, I'm certain," he said winking.

In that exact moment Lena appeared in the lobby, her hair was still short like it was a month ago, she had less makeup on which made her crystalline blue eyes stand more, and she had professional clothes on, she also looked nervous as him. Well, it was normal, it's not everyday that you had a meeting with the DFB president.

Marco turned around, because Muller was looking at something for a couple of seconds, "Oh...hey, Lenny"

"Hi, Marco. How are you," she asked after greeting him, avoiding looking at Muller. It at had been a month since the news about them.

"I will be a lot better when Carole gets out of this hotel," he said in an amused voice.

Lena rolled her eyes, " You two are always the same, and by the way she is going back to Germany tomorrow."

"Yes, that's great news," Marco said excited, " Well, I'll see you guys later. Good luck in the meeting with Wolfgang."

"Yeah thanks," Lena mumbled while Marco got away from her, leaving her alone in the corridor with Thomas.

"I..."

Thomas cut her, " Its not good seeing you Dassler."

"I was going to try an be friendly with you, because we are about to have a meeting with Wolfgang...but if you want to be rude...I'll just give you the same treatment," she said annoyed.

"What you want me to say? Do you have any idea what my life has been since that news," he asked her, frustrated, " God, my girlfriend broke up with me and the paparazzi don't let me go"

She tapped her high heel on the floor, " My life hasn't been easy either, hothead. The people I work with, looked at me in a different way and the freaking paparazzi are always around me...do you have any idea how hard it has been for me? Do you? I'm not a celebrity like you!"

"You're a famous journalist, don't give me the celebrity card. It doesn't work in your case," Muller said.

"Jesus, you're so annoying..." she mumbled.

"I'm not, you're -"

Thomas was cut by a door opening it was Wolfgang with some other directors and his coach, Low. Well, they were about to find out what was going to happen to both of them.

"I'll see you're already doing what you do best," Wolfgang said rather very serious than amused with the scene.

Thomas looked at Lena, she was nervous, " Mr President you see that, us..."

Wolfgang put his hand up, " I don't care Thomas, just let's get this meeting started because I have to get back to Germany in a couple of hours"

Thomas and Lena both got into the room in silence, they sat in the chair in front of an improvised office desk, than Wolfgang sat while two directors and Low remain stand up behind Wolfgang desk.

"Regarding what got out to the news a month ago, this meeting was going to happen," Wolfgang started saying, while Thomas and Lena remain in their seats, listening carefully, " Your behaviour in front of the national television is horrendous, its ridiculous and I'm not going to tolerate this in the World Cup, where all the media from around the world can see. This is going to end. So...I'll talk to the coach and some directors and we came to one conclusion"

"Ok...so what is the conclusion," Thomas asked curious and a little afraid with what could get out of Wolfgang's mouth.

"After debating for a month about both of you, we manage to get an idea for controlling, and maybe ending this. After all Germany's reputation is not going to be put up in debate because you two don't like each other," Wolfgang rambled, without saying what Thomas and Lena wanted to know, they were getting more and more nervous, " So...we decided to do something that is going to benefit all of us. Every time Thomas gets free time from the National Team, he is going to have to spent it with you, Lena."

Thomas and Lena where about to protest but Wolfgang frown, looking very serious at them.

"I don't care if you like it or not, this is the way it is going to be. When you get a free time Muller, Lena has to be with you and wherever you go. That's an order, I don't care if you like it or not...maybe this time you learn how to be friendly with each other" the president finished. Thomas and Lena got up still not believing what he had said.

"Mr President but..."

Wolfgang cut him, "Thomas it's decided, and if I see any of you having another arguing in front of the cameras, you're both in serious trouble. Let be me clear about this, if this happen, you, Lena, are going back home in the next flight and Sky Sport is going to remove you from covering football matches, and you, Thomas are bench for the rest of the World Cup."

"You can't do that!" Thomas protested furious.

Wolfgang smirked, " I can and I will, I'm theDFB president after all."