ℝ𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕝𝕤 [ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕃𝕖𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕔] ✔

Part 22

Y/n was filled with anger and sadness, when she finally returned to the hotel. The whole team was staying in Great Britain, since they were also racing here next week. But she did have tomorrow off before getting back to work. So Y/n did was any human being her age would do on a free night... she got ready to go out. She was desperate to get her mind off of things, and what better way to do that than alcohol? 

After taking a shower, she did her make-up and put on a short red dress and heels. She looked at herself satisfied in the mirror before walking out on her hotel room. She would have normally asked Lando, George and Alex to join her, but she didn't really feel like talking to them about Charles right now, so she decided it would be better to just go alone. 

She found this type of night club and as soon as she got inside, she headed for the bar. "Just give me something strong please" she said to the bartender. After chugging down some alcohol, she could already feel her body loosen up a bit, and her mind being less fucked up. She headed for the dance floor to have some fun. Luckily the nightclub was so loud and dark to be honest, and everyone was drunk, so people wouldn't even notice who she was. 

After dancing for a bit, she suddenly felt a pair of arms on her waist. She turned around and was starring at a tall guy with blond curls and green eyes. He was very muscular and pretty handsome not gonna lie. "Wanna dance?" he said with a smile and winked. Y/n being a little drunk and not really caring accepted and they began dancing together, their bodies pressed against each other. 

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She had been at the club for quite some time, and right now she was in the empty bathroom making out with that blond guy she had been dancing with, both of them clearly drunk. She was pressed up against the locked bathroom door, his hands travelling down her body until they reached the edge of her dress. He pulled the fabric up over her ass so her black underwear was exposed.

And all Y/n could think about while this attractive guy was making out with her, and he opened his pants was Charles and that night. How he had been so gentle yet passionate, when he kissed her. And when he found her sweet spot making her moan, when she laid her head on his, as he continued to leave a trail of kisses down her body. His touch feeling like she was on fire. His strong and warm hands, that were so careful not to do anything wrong when he pulled the dress off of her and rolled her over so he was on top. How she had never been more satisfied ever before. How even the morning after, his strong arms were wrapped around her like a teddy bear making her heart skip a thousand beats. She was falling in love with him, meanwhile she was out here in a shady ass nightclub about to take it to the next level with a random dude. No. This was wrong.

"I'm sorry, I can't" she pulled away from the guy and fixed her dress and quickly left to avoid anything awkward. She basically ran out of the night club, and ordered an Uber to take her back to the hotel. She was slowly sobering up, as she finally reached the hotel and ran to her room. She didn't even bother to change or to do anything else. She just fell onto her bed, and let the tears slowly roll down her cheeks before she fell asleep. 

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Y/n almost had a heart attack, when she looked herself in the mirror as she had just woken up. Her make-up was all ruined with mascara stains on her cheeks, dark circles under her eyes and her hair looking like a birds nest. She also had a mild headache and she was hungry as hell. After taking a nice warm shower, she was all cleaned up. 

She put on some wide black jeans, a white turtleneck and a navy oversized sweater with her black Vans on her feet. She even put on some jewelry and combed her hair letting it fall down her back. Her stomach was screaming for food by now on top of the alcohol she had drunken last night. 

She enjoyed some peace and quite, when she was eating a great breakfast on a little local café. As she was sitting there, enjoying her meal, all her thoughts and memories from last night started pouring into her brain. What the hell was wrong with her? First she had had a huge argument with Charles, then she went to a shitty nightclub, and then she realized that she was falling in love with Charles, and it was hurting her more each day. 

She would rather crash 10 times worse than Hungary, fi it mean the pain in her heart would stop. Where did she even go from this? She was still stuck with Charles as a teammate for God knows how long, but they were currently not speaking to each other. And she was scared to tell Lando, George and Alex because maybe they'd leave her as friends, if they found out how she truly felt about Charles, and what she had almost done last night. She was honestly a mess. 

"Miss are you okay?" suddenly a warm hand was on her shoulder. Y/n hadn't even realized that she had tears in her eyes and down her cheeks. She looked up at an old woman who gave her a warm smile. "Oh uh yeah no I'm fine, thanks" she quickly wiped her tears away. Luckily no one else say anything. She finished her meal and paid for it and went for a walk through the city. Her life was turning upside down, and she had no idea what to do.

A/N hehe spicing it up again. I hope you like it <3