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Another Bellarke One Shot ◇ Fighter ◇

Hey guys, this one shot Is called Fighter.

I got inspired by my thoughts.

And...I hope you like it.

Haha,okay.

Here goes nothing.

Warning: sorry if it's crappy. I'm not really good at writing one shots or short stories for that matter...wait? Isn't short stories the same as One shot? Ey, whatever.

Fighter.

Clarke wiped away the sweat coming from her forehead to her shirt. The punching increasing harder and her heart beat was beating fast. She kept dodging the hits and reacting fast by hitting the girl in the mouth as he flew back and landed on the ground. Clarke smiled as she jumped back up, in her fighting position.

The girl looked like she couldn't take it anymore, she finally gave up, the guard walked to Clarke with a smile as he grabbed her hand, lifting it up to the audience indicating she won the match. Clarke smiled widen and she continued to smile.

Indra, came to Clarke side, giving her the water bottle to chug down the cold liquid. She also handed her the towel to wipe the sweat that is coming down her forehead. Indra Is Clarke trainer, she has been helping Clarke become better and stronger. Clarke always loved the fighter experience, it brought her to a side she never knew she once had. She always loved the excitement but mostly, she loved the challenge.

Clarke always wanted to be the best fighter, even though she was. She was the most complete and stronger female fighter there was but, that wasn't enough for Clarke. She wanted to fight someone with a more challenge, Like a dude.

As much time Clarke explained that to Indra, she always declined saying, she can get hurt but that never stopped Clarke. In fact, she seeked the adventure herself. She looked up online to see the most eligible and complete and stronger fighter for the males--Bellamy Blake. She watched youtube clips of himself fight and she always watched him fight on TV.

Clarke already set out on where he works out and, she went behind Indra back and Set an appointment with the one and only Bellamy Blake.

xxxx

Clarke pushed through the glass doors, the gym was set up perfectly, the boxing rink right ontop and the equipment used to box was already up and ready to use. Bellamy was working out, his body was tingling but, that didn't stop him from working out. His body was wet from the constant of sweats running out of his body and dripping. His curly dark hair was damped in sweat and his Forehead was covered in sweat. He looked amazing. She never seen him fight, this up close.

She continued to watch him, until he stopped and turned around to only have him stare at her confused. He looked around wondering how the hell she got inside. His eyes landed on the door, he looked back at her.

"Who are you?" He raised an eyebrow while grabbing his towel to wipe the sweat.

"I'm Clarke Griffin" She replied like if he already knew but, he didn't.

"And...? What are you doing here?" He asked again, he wasn't so sure who she was but he did find her attractive "look princess...I have someone waiting for me...so, if you don't mind and leave?" He asked her politely. She frown

"I'm Chris..." She answered

"Your a girl?" He said

"So...? I told you I was a guy because I knew you wouldn't want to help me" She confessed to him. He shaked his head, he didn't want to deal with her.

"No. I'm not helping a girl. Look, you can get hurt" he tells her with a firmly glare letting her know, he won't help her.

"I'm the best female fighter in the world. I can handle a challenge, just help me become like you" he laughed bitterly.

"You can get hurt" he argued

"Your the best male fighter and I'm the best female fighter... we can help each other" She tells him but he doesn't budge.

"What? Are you afraid that I might beat you? Look I want to become better...I've been fighting girls my whole life and I always seem good. But I want a challenge...I want to fight you...males" he sigh, almost giving in.

"I'm willing to work for it. I won't whine if I get hurt...it'll be on me." She tells him and he finally gives in.

"Fine." He says.

xxxx

Since Clarke convinced Bellamy to help her fight, after practise with Indra and training with her, she went straightly to bellamy so, she can train with him. Bellamy wasn't so sure about this but eventually got over it. He helped her with her position and some moves. Bellamy knew she wasn't ready yet with any guys until he helped her get ready but she pushed and pushed so, he got a matched ready for her, next week.

They constantly been practising none stop and they have been getting close, Bellamy has been completely smug and annoying. Clarke was practicing her punching, her leg position was not currently right and her arms position wasn't in the right angle.

"Here, position yourself like this" Bellamy went behind Clarke, his hands rested on her waist as he positioned herself and he brought his hands to her arms and helped her with the punching. She smiled and continued to punch. Once she turned around, they were meter away from their lips touching, he moved back.

He scratch the back of his head and Clarke slightly coughed.

"So, uh...When is the match?" Clarke asked as she looked at him.

"Next week. Let's fight, C'mon." He Gestered towards her, she slightly smirked but nonetheless complied.

Clarke threw punches and he blocked them all, they were fighting. He thought she was really good...but not good enough. He jabbed her in the stomach making her groan and he tackled her to the ground. Her hands up in defeat and he was ontop of her.

xxxx

Bellamy looked at the male, buff and huge. His feets were big and he was scared for Clarke since he was going against Clarke. He turned to Clarke.

"Every fighter has a weakness...Find his" She nodded. She add the mouth piece in her mouth, adding her boxing gloves on and went into the rink.

The fight barely begun and Clarke was getting it bad. Bellamy flinched, groan and closed his eyes several times. Once the last bell rang, clarke couldn't get up. She was badly injured. The man won, Bellamy entered the rink and went by Clarke side, he helped her up and took her back to the gym.

xxxx

"I was awful" Clarke groan as Bellamy handed her an ice pack as she put it on her cheek.

"Yeah, I told you Clarke that male fighting is different but, you did good. You just need to practice more and you'll get there." Clarke rolled her eyes

"You can just say I sucked" Clarke said

"You did" She looked at me and I smiled "But, you will get better. Let's go get some dinner" he asked her as he helped her up and walked out of the gym.

The End.

A/N:

Not a really good ending but, I love leaving these type of ending. You pick the ending. Haha,

Anyways, sorry if it wasn't...smutty. ☺

I'm actually planning on writing a Bellarke fanfic called 'Fighter' after bubblegum bitch. What do you guys think? Should I?

If I do write it, it will be the exact same plot-- Clarke being the best female fighter and Bellamy being the best male fighter and Clarke going to look for a challenge and asks for Bellamy help...thing. haha.

But, yeah.

Anyways.

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-Bitchdoe