Training Mendes // s.m.

twenty-one

Millie
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I stayed at Shawn's for a few days, we went swimming, made food, had various types of dance sessions, a lot of make out sessions, had a few experimental sex ideas. Some involved the kitchen, the music room, the living room, the shower. Shawn had a meeting after three days and I decided I should probably head home.

Shawn had dropped me off at my loft and I had told him that I did, in fact, want to move in with him. I felt safer at his house than I do in my own. I was currently laying in bed, working on a paper for a magazine section. I had showered at Shawn's, but showered again when I got home.

My body was sore from the four days I spent with him. Shawn was insane, he had the stamina of a horse and the energy of a cat with catnip. I was extremely tired, however I needed this article to get finished.

My phone started ringing and an unknown number came up. I figured it was a client wanting to schedule, since most of the celebrities have their numbers hidden when they call.

"Millie Evans speaking." I answered.

"Millie! Hi! It's Camila Cabello, I wanted to get in contact for some personal training. My Shawnie had mentioned how you were one and my manager said you were the best around."

My phone almost fell from my hand and I really couldn't believe what she said. My Shawnie? Did she actually have to put up this act all the time? My jaw was slightly dropped and I had no words.

"Hello?" She said.

"Sorry, I was pulling up my schedule. I think I can fit you in, what works for you?" I forced out.

"Well, tonight. I want to look sweaty for my date with Shawn, he loves when I'm worn out." She almost giggled.

I could have gagged.

"Okay, we can schedule more appointments after your first. I will see you tonight then."

"Toodles!"

The line cut and I wanted to scream and cry and throw up all at once. Did Shawn lie? Were they actually together? They couldn't be, Dylan said the contract when he came over the other day. Did she think they were together? My head felt like it was spinning and I felt like I was going to pass out. I put my head back on the pillow to slow the spinning.

I slowly got up and went to the kitchen, pouring a glass of water. I slowly drank it and sat on the counter. I stared at the floor, time seeming to stop around me. Did she actually think they were dating? What would happen when they had to break up? Did Shawn like her at all?

I heard my phone ringing from my bedroom, but felt glued to the counter. I set the glass down and tried to get off the counter. I wandered back to my room and saw it was a missed call from Shawn.

I called him back and waited for him to answer.

"Hey mamas!"

"Don't call me that." I snapped.

"What's wrong? Did Dylan come over?!"

"No, you're girlfriend wanted to set up a training session with me. Said you told her I was one and she said you loved it when she was worn out and sweaty." Tears brimmed my eyes, wanting him to say it wasn't true.

"Millie, I only told her because I know how amazing you are and you charge a good fee. I didn't mean anything by it." He didn't deny it.

"Shawn. Please, please tell me you and her are nothing." I felt tears slowly drip from my eyes and my voice became weak.

"We are nothing! Why would you think we were more?"

"She seems to think so."

"Okay, I am coming over tonight to make you dinner."

"You can't. I have a training session with your girlfriend."

"Fake."

"What?"

"Fake girlfriend. You're my real girlfriend, who I love and care for."

"Bye Shawn." I hung up.

I sighed and angrily wiped my tears. I was probably just pmsing, that's all it is.

Hours later when Camila was supposed to meet me at the gym, I had gotten ready and driven to the gym. It was owned by me, but I never told anyone. I waited for Camila and scrolled through my twitter.

Sources say Camila is training with Millie Evans, aka Shawn's ex thing?!!!

I was confused on how people knew that, but scrolled by it. The front door dinged and I shut my phone off. I saw a female, she was short and had long, wavy black hair.

"Millie?" She asked.

"That's me."

She shook my hand and smiled.

"Camila, nice to meet you."

I trained with Camila for an almost two hours, we started off slow but she wanted to "get a bigger ass for Shawn to grab." I could've gagged again.

We finished and Camila left. I laid on the floor and stared at the ceiling. How the hell did I manage to do that? I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and pulled it out.

Shawn
Camila said you were
amazing!

I laughed at the message and shut my phone off. I just wanted Shawn to me. How could I do that if he was bound into these contracts? I couldn't do it. I felt broken every time someone mentioned them.

I sighed and got off the floor. I closed the building up, only having been open that late for that training session. I drove back to my loft and went inside. I warmed up a meal I prepped a while ago. I grabbed a fork and sat on my couch.

I turned on the TV and a picture of me was on it. I rushed the volume up

"Camila Cabello and Millie Evans had a training session today! We have the exclusive pictures coming up."

Seriously? I'm screwed now.

"Millie Evans and Camila Cabello were seen at Fitness Etc. earlier tonight. Here are photos of Camila walking in and leaving, along with Millie leaving. Sources said she looked miserable leaving, well even these photos prove that! Camila made a comment to our sources, quote "Millie is an amazing person and trainer, I can't wait to have another session." end quote. So, Millie has become mature and trained her ex's girlfriend?!"

I scoffed and finished my food. I turned the TV off and put my dishes in the sink. I went back to my room, showering and then crawling into bed.

Shawn
I love you, see you
tomorrow xo