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The next day when (Y/n) woke up she had almost forgotten the events of the night before.

But then it all came crashing back and she wanted to cry all over again. It wasn't like she could tell anyone now that she was sure that Felix would be watching her even closer than usual.

No, she couldn't risk Gianni's life so recklessly like that.

She checked her phone and saw that Gianni had sent her a text asking if she'd gotten home safe which she felt a bit bad about not answering. There was also a message from Felix with the exercise she should be doing.

But she ignored the latter for now.

(Y/n): Sorry for not texting you sooner, I was pretty tired when I got in. The movie was kinda bad, I wish I went with you xxxx

She was shocked when she saw him typing back almost immediately after she hit 'send'.

Gianni: Just don't forget next time, you had me worried. I had such a great time last night. I love you xxxxx

The problem of her introducing the L word into their relationship when she wasn't quite ready now seemed miniscule compared to what was going on so she just went with it.

(Y/n): I love you too.

Shortly after he sent a picture of himself smiling to her which made (Y/n)'s heart flutter, it reminded her why she was putting up with her dad's bullshit. She didn't even want to think about Gianni dying on account of her.

She took a photo too but when she looked at it, it was clear that her smile didn't quite reach her eyes. Carelessly, she sent it off anyway a reverted her attention on the message from Felix.

He sent her the address of some gym that he'd bought her a membership for and a list of exercises she needed to complete for the day.

(Y/n)'s eyes widened just looking down the lengthy list.

She got up and scowered her room for any exercise clothes she had lying around. She just about managed to scrape together some stuff that was somewhat passable, usually all the fitness she did was at school and in the gym kit that was marked with the school logo.

(Y/n) went downstairs and saw Carmen making some breakfast.

"Hell must have frozen over, are you going on a run, (Y/n)?" Her mother asked.

(Y/n) almost broke down on the spot, she wanted to hug her mom so badly it hurt. She wanted to scream into her and for Carmen to assure her that she'd sort it all out. But she knew better than to do that.

"I'm going to the gym." She said emotionlessly.

"Well, do you want some eggs before you go?" Carmen offered.

(Y/n) was tempted to take up her offer but instead opted to just grab an apple to eat on her way there.

(Y/n) was stood on an unmoving treadmill as she looked over the many buttons, not quite sure of what any of them did.

She could picture herself embarrassing herself in so many different ways in this unfamiliar environment.

"(Y/n)...?"

(Y/n) turned and saw Gianni behind her.

"How did you know I was here?!" Paranoia leaked heavily into her tone.

"I didn't." He raised his hands in surrender, he was actually telling the truth. He went to this gym on occasion anyway but had never seen (Y/n) there before. "What are you doing?"