Love 15 (A Dominic Thiem Fanfic)

Chapter Six

Love 15

Author's Note My little rant can be found at the bottom of this chapter. Chapter is long af. Sorry :,)

Don't say I don't do anything got you Jamie when you read this. 😜

FYI, Italics, different language, should be self explanatory, normal, in English; just in terms of conversation.(Excluding texting)

Disclaimer Fabricated filaments of my imagination.

The second chime sounds, notifying Maja that she has an unseen message. She peers through the fogged up shower glass and all she can see is the little bubble with someone's name at the top of it in bold, the message itself is completely illegible. Maja pushes open the door with the water still flowing, it drips off her onto the screen of her phone, causing it spasm. The text is from Bernard, she types in her pin code and reads it.

Bernard Tomic 9:35 am
Are you actually kidding me? How could you hook up with Zverev at Hopman??? What the actual fuck Maja?!?! I get we weren't together but you can't go around fucking kissing everyone and not think there's any consequences. The truth always comes out. You're the first one to ark up about me trying to move on, and yet here you are being a hypocrite. I really thought better of you and quite frankly am really disappointed.

Maja Sówka 9:37 am
I didn't think you didn't know about it. We were both drunk but I understand why you're upset but can we talk about this after my doubles match?

She places her phone back down onto the marble counter, rolling her eyes at how dramatic he's being. She isn't in the mood to validate Bernard's feelings right now, although it's nothing new in their dynamic. It was probably not the best idea she's ever had, but it's not like Alex or Maja possess feelings for each other. She has her quarter finals doubles match to focus on with Dominic at eleven and needs to begin to prepare for it.

Her mind starts to wonder about how Bernard possibly found out about the highly inebriated snog, it had to be from someone who attended the Hopman tournament... but who? It could have been anyone, as everyone was present at their heated kiss in the middle of the dance floor at New Years. How cliché. Apart from the passing banter from their friends, no one has really spoken about it since. Alex and Maja both know where they stand with each other. Just friends. It was a heated moment driven by alcohol and loneliness, on a glorified date in the calendar.

Bernard isn't the friendliest of people at the best of times, so no one who was participated in the event really talks to him, except for... Thanasi Kokkinakis.

It had to be him.

She runs her hand through her hair and sighs loudly, trying to figure out a way to explain the situation to Bernard. It's not like he has a clean slate record, so he really shouldn't be pointing fingers at her. They have both made regrettable choices, but there is nothing that she can do now to change it. Maja really shouldn't have to explain herself to him, but what can she say, she has a soft spot for him.

Maja cloaks her bare body in a bath robe and steps out of the shower. She lays out a fresh tennis outfit on her half made bed and packs her bag for the day. Five rackets, three one litre bottles from the mini fridge, sunscreen, a spare pair of socks, a couple of towels and a snack bar that she will ingest on the way to the court.

When her appearance is finally up to a standard that she feels comfortable enough to be seen by the public eye, she slings her tennis bag over her shoulder and ventures to seek out Thanasi.