Book 1: Oh love, how could I forget~ (Lance Stroll)

Chapter 53: FunDate

"Hello?" Lily woke up to her phone ringing.
"Hi. Sorry to wake you but your friend here is really drunk and he's been sleeping on the bar for quite a while now. Can you pick him up?" The bartender says.
"Uhh.. where.. where is he?"  Lily was trying to collect her thoughts as she sits up, this caused Lance to wake up too.
"I'll send you the address. Thank you"  the ends.

"Who was that babe?" Lance asks still with his eyes closed.
"The bar called me and said Charles' wasted. I have to pick him up before anyone notices"
"Wait.. I'll drive" Lance says still quite asleep.
"You can rest babe. I'll call a cab or something"
"No babe. I'll drive" he sits up and tries to wake himself up.
Lily puts on clothes as fast as she could. They made their way to the bar and there they see Charles sleeping on the bar table.

"Hi. Thanks for calling me. Did they pick up the tab already?" Lily asks the bartender as she gets Charles' stuff.
"They already did but he went back and drank alone in the corner" he says.
"Is it all good now?" The bartender nods.
"Charlesss?" Lily softly says.
Charles was sleeping already and wouldn't wake up. "Charles?"
Lily rubs his back as she try to pick him up. Lance sees this and helps Lily carry him to the car.
"I wonder what happened" Lily says as she puts her seatbelt on.
"He doesn't get wasted like this.. on a race week too.. I have to talk to him tomorrow"
Lance didn't respond as he starts driving back to the hotel.

Carefully, quietly they carry Charles to his room.
His body flops on the bed as Lance throw him there.
"Babeee!" Lily slaps Lance' arm
"What?" He cheekily says but she just softly chuckles.
Lily fixes Charles' legs on the bed and tucks him in.
"Babe I think I have to stay. Charles' in pretty bad shape"
"Baaaabe.. he's asleep. Rest in my room with me please?" His eyes blinked as if they weren't pretty enough already.
"Lance.. i love you. I'll stay here Charles has a fever"
"Butttt—"
"If Charles is sick on race day, who would be responsible for it? Hmmm?"
"Fineee" Lance surrenders with a heavy heart, he kisses her goodnight and went back to his room.

Lily stayed and nursed Charles.
Changing towels until his fever went down.

"Ughh" Charles wakes up with a massive hangover. He looks around and tries to recall how he got back to the hotel and what happened that night. He blacked out completely and was feeling a bit of a panic. Thinking if he has done anything but he looks on the edge of the bed and sees Lily.

He calms down as he sees her sleeping soundly with a towel on her hand. A bit uncomfortable with her back crunched on the corner. He carefully goes near her and pushes some of her hair back. Seeing her full face made him smile.

She scrunches her eyebrow and moves her neck. Charles immediately backs up and looks away.
"How you feeling?" She asks as she yawns and stretches with her hand above her head.
"Massive headache"
"I got some pills there. How's your fever?" She puts her hand on his forehead and checks.
"I'm okay" he says getting her hand from his forehead.
"Did you help me last night?"
"Ofcourse dummy what do you think?"
Lily chuckles and so did Charles.
"What happened though? Why were you so wasted last night?" Lily asked worriedly.
"Just a couple of drinks with mates ma belle"
"but.. is.. is there something wrong? anything I can help you with?" She sighs. She knew it wasn't as simple as having drinks with buddies. The bartender clearly said, he went back along and drank some more. If it was to have a good time, he wouldn't have gone back and just went home afterwards.
Charles got silent. He wanted to lie. He wanted to keep himself from wanting Lily to be by his side but he can't because he knows he shouldn't.