Charles Leclerc x Reader imagines

Guess it must be love

Charles Leclerc x F1 Driver!Reader

Synopsis - Charles hates you so much that he loves you.

Requested by; anonymous // Could I request imagine with Charles Leclerc where you hate each other and he is always mean to you and tries to destroy every relationship you have. And you scream at him asking if he hates you so much that he wants to destroy your life completely. And he screams back saying he loves you.

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He was always there.

Ghosting you like an unwanted shadow.

It all started when you were 6. Whenever you were karting - he was always in the background. If you weren't the one winning the races, it would either be him or Pierre.

If you weren't the one standing on the first spot, it would been him pushing you off the podium.

He was your worst enemy, and you were his. The rivalry never stopped.

You had tried to become friends. You really did.

No matter how many times Pierre tried to make the two of you get along, the conversation ended in catastrophe. If it came to Charles, you had a temper worst then Max. Anyone could make mistakes and accidentally push you in karting. Anyone but Charles.

Even that video had become viral.

"It's unfair!" you had watched the replay over and over again, anger forming in the pit of your stomach at the memory. "It's just unfair! I'm leading, he wants to pass, he pushes me, I push him back and then he pushes me off the track! It's not fair" 13 years old you said into the microphone, flooding memories of your Karting years back to your mind as the video went on.

"Charles! What's happened with Y/n?" You watched as the video turned to the person you hated the most.

"Nothing just an inchident, on the race" you wanted to slap that cocky grin right off his face.

Even after Karting things didn't get any better.

No matter how much you looked up to Ferrari, and wanted to be with Ferrari - he made you regret that decision. He made you regret every single day you passed as a Ferrari Junior driver.

The two of you had been paired up in Prema for your season in F2. And what was suppose to be a year, turned into two - because Charles had taken your seat in Alfa Romeo. The seat that you had been promised, which meant that you had to stay in F2 for another year.

That only made you want to crash every single car he owned.

But it didn't stop there. When you and Pierre tried blurring the lines between friendship and relationship, he made sure that it would never happen.

As you said, he was always there, like an unwanted shadow.

Like an evil ghost who wanted nothing but your demise.

When Vettle decided to leave Ferrari - it should have been the best day of your life. You should have been the happiest in the world when they offered you that seat. But instead, it was the worst.

Your dream had become your worst nightmare.

That morning, you found yourself in a private jet with your fellow Ferrari 'teammate' and the two Mclaren drivers on your way to the UK.

It was pretty quiet, and as always; there was a tension so thick between you and Charles you could cut it with a knife.

"Omg look at this" Lando shoved his phone in front of your face and it took a second for your eyes to adjust before you read the post.