Tennis Imagines

Alexander Zverev

 I am so incredibly sorry that I haven't posted a new chapter in almost two months? I actually do not remember how long it took me to write a new one, but I had a good reason! I was on vacation for almost 1,5 month and I had absolutely no wifi and if I did had it, it wouldn't be strong enough to even go to the website of watt pad. I'm so sorry, but I'm back! Thank you for the 500+ reads! Enjoy my new chapter! XXX

It was Sunday and it was the day after that Alexander won the tournament in Montreal. You were so incredibly happy for him, yesterday, when he won the match against Federer you cried in open public. You and Alexander cuddled for a while after the match, and he told you that he'd call you today to hang out a bit. He wanted to tell you all the good stuff about the match, the times that he felt bitter about winning the match and that one lucky shot which got him to leading the match. ''I can't believe you did it Alex! I'm so happy for you!'' is the last thing you said to him before you two said goodbye and went separated ways.

He texted you two hours before you were going to meet him, that he wanted to meet up in the hallway of the hotel you two were staying at. So you ran towards your dressing room, picked out a nice dress and some pretty heels and looked at yourself in the mirror. You were ready to face the man you've always secretly admired, and you were ready to make this day a really good one.  ''I'm leaving Ollie!'' you screamed and your dog ran towards you as he looked at you with pretty happy eyes. ''I'm going to miss you too baby! I love you!'' and you gave him a sweet treat before you left him behind. 

The walk towards the hallway was nothing but super nervous for you. It was the first time you actually dressed up very nice while you were going out with Alexander, and you had no idea if he even liked you too. You didn't want the friendship to be ruined, but you also didn't want to keep spending your time without knowing that he felt the same. And, you already had asked your bestie Novak Djokovic to get some advice about the whole situation. ''Go on Y/N! Go tell him you love him so endlessly, go tell him! If he doesn't likes you back Y/N, then he's the most stupid kid I've ever met. You are so gorgeous'' is what your best friend told you. And even though you were really shy and insecure, you never felt so serious and sure about a thing to do ever in your life. So here you are, all dressed up in your favorite flower power dress ready to face one of the biggest fears of your life. Opening up to somebody about your feelings, without knowing what to expect out of it.

You sat in the hallway on a chair when you heard a familiar voice, a voice so warm that you could recognize it from miles away. ''Y/N! I'm here, turn around!'' you heard him saying. You felt that you were already starting to blush. ''Come on Y/N,'' you whispered to yourself, ''I can do this. I can totally rock this. I can do this, you can do this!'' and you turned around to look at the boy you loved so endlessly.

But when you looked at him, you noticed something different which made all your confidence sink into the ground. It made you feel horrible, insecure, not sure about what to do. You saw a pretty girl walking next to his side, someone you'd never seen before. 

''H-hi, A-alexander'' you murmured as you saw him. The girl also wore a dress, a pretty red one. Immediately you felt so childish with your flower dress, you felt so scared. As you looked at her, you looked back at him, noticing that he was checking your outfit. But suddenly that didn't felt so good as you expected. What if he thought you dressed childish as well? Compared to that pretty person, there was no doubt that he was thinking that in your opinion.

''Let me introduce you to Demi,'' Alexander said as he looked at you, going to Demi. You felt that you were going red again. There was no way that you were going to tell Alexander how you felt about him. Not in this situation. Not now. Not ever.