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Chapter 8

[Unedited sorry!]

^ Cläo & Hanna 🥰 ^

- 3rd pov

Her hair slicked back in a neat, low bun. She wore and elegant, dark formal uniform and she could practically feel the stares as she made her way to her office.

"We have no court cases today, we may have one tomorrow. In the meantime, boss wants you to read through these case studies." Her assistant, daisy, places copies on her desk.

"Thank you daisy," Cläo smiles.

"No problem, sweetheart." She leaves the room.

Cläo sighs, lifting her wrist to rest the time on her watch.

06:00 (AM)

She spent 4 hours reading through the cases, she wasn't done but she decided on taking the work home and looking through them later.

She got home somewhere around nine, changing into black leggings and a sports bra. She took her water filled bottle out the fridge and left her house. She decides on running to the gym as it would make for a great exercise to get her heart racing.

"Hey Matt." She greets the receptionist, he sends a kind smile along with a wave.

She walks through the doors trying her best to ignore the hungry stares she was getting.

At this point in her life, she was used to it.

She gets on one of the treadmills, placing earphones in her ears, the sound of a man grunting was replaced with the welcoming voice of Lana Del Rey's 'Lust for life'.

Eventually she gets tired of running, she slows the speed down to where its still and not moving, she wipes the sweat of her forehead, removing her earphones and grabbing her water bottle to migrate to another area of the spacious gym.

Curiousty gets the best or her and she follows the sound of heavy breathing and grunting. She poked her head in an empty door, her eyebrows raise at what she sees.

Shawn.

There was nothing but a punch bag hanging from the ceiling in this room.

His back was turnt to her and was punching the bag like his life depended on it. He seemed to be in his own world, like, he was cancelling everyone out.

She had always got this vibe off of him.

Even when he's being kind and welcoming, he's guarded and out of reach.

"Cläo?" The sound of his voice brought her back to reality. He looked a little surprised to see her here, she noticed he looked her over once and smiled.

This time Cläo didnt hesitate to check him out too. The sight of him in a plain white, sleeveless tank top never failed to make her heart skip several beats.

He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. I guess he must get used to that, the sudden pause in a person's natural expression when they looked his way followed by overcompensating with a nonchalant gaze and a weak smile. Of course the blush that accompanied it was a dead give-away. It didn't help that he was so modest with it, it made the girls fall for him all the more.

"Shawn- I didnt know you went to this gym." Cläo enters the room and walks up to him as he takes his gloves off and throws them on the floor.

"Yeah I usually take the one closer to my house but this ones got less people, I don't have to worry about being recognised."

"Right. I forgot you were, well, you."

He laughs, she simply smiles at him, she'd already grown fond to that laugh.

"That's actually quite refreshing."

There was a silence for a moment, neither one of them wanted to break it. They just wanted to stand and observe eachother.

"Uhm- Do you maybe, want to get coffee sometime?" Cläo suggests.

He gulped. He wasnt sure why only Cläo had this effect on him but it was for sure frustrating.

Reality crashed in on him and he knew bringing this sweet girl into his world would end badly.

"I... I dont know."

"You dont know?" She smiles, an amused expression plastered on her face.

He shrugs, he really wanted to.

But he can't.

"You're gonna have to do better than 'I dont know'. My persistence is stronger than your uppercut." She winks and leaves the room.

He scoffs, a somewhat proud smirk on his face.

"This girl is wierd." He mutters to himself before pounding at the punch bag again.