That night in Monaco

Chapter 3

"Everything began that day"

I woke up at 9:30 ready for the qualification day. I was really hoping for Charles to be on pole and more specifically to win the Monaco Grand Prix. I left my thoughts and I started getting dressed.

I put on a pair of black trousers and a white shirt. I wanted to wear my black high heels as I thought they looked great with the outfit. Then, I brushed my hair and let them down. I didn't want to do a ponytail today. I washed my face and applied some makeup.

After I got ready, I headed to the bouffe to get breakfast. I chose two slices of bread with butter and honey. I also drank a glass of orange juice just to wake up better. The food was delicious. I finished my breakfast and now I would be ready to leave for the Grand Prix.

I took my car and I started driving to the town. There wasn't much traffic in the streets yet but I was completely sure that in a few hours the streets would be crowed. I parked my car and because I had plenty of time before it started I decided to go for coffee in a cafe near the circuit. I ended up drinking a Fredo Cappuccino with some sugar.

After a few hours the Grand Prix was finally starting and I was so excited. I got my pass from security and found my seat. However, I had some time so I decided to take a small walk around.

As I was walking I suddenly saw Charles Leclerc sitting on a bench alone. I was so shocked and surprised that I couldn't move. I had finally seen Charles Leclerc in person which is something I had never thought was possible. I slowly approached him not wanting to scare him.

That moment he raised his head and his eyes met mine. Those green eyes captivated me. He was so handsome. "I'm Charles, Charles Leclerc" he said getting closer to me. "I'm Anna Papadopoulou" i said quietly. "Hmm I am sorry if I bother you or if you don't want to talk to a fan right now but I would appreciate it if you gave me an autograph" i said.

"It would be my pleasure, Anna" he said. I liked the way he said my name. It had something romantic yet intimidating into it. He then slowly grabbed my Ferrari hat and signed it. I couldn't describe how happy I was.

"Would you like it if we took a photograph as well, with your phone of course?" he asked. I couldn't deny his offer so I agreed. After we took a couple of pictures he asked me something quite peculiar. "Can you please give me your number? You seem such a great girl" I don't know if he saw it but my cheeks turned red the moment he asked me. Who would have thought that Charles Leclerc would ask me for my number.

Unfortunately, it was now time for the race so after I gave Charles my number and said goodbye to him I returned to my seat. I could hear my heart pumping through my ears. There was no way he behaved this way to every fan he met. However, now I would have the chance to see him drive his Ferrari knowing that he would do great.

"And in that moment, she fell in love with him without realizing it"