Neighbours, Friends, Lovers

3. weakness for brunettes

꧁ Charlotte's Pov ꧂

It's been a week since that night out and I didn't saw none of them neither Gaia but I've been so busy with studying for my Master and organising my mom's birthday, was her 50th. A really special one.

G kept me updated with her life and she told me that her and Charles got into a fight when she tried to convince him to move out together.
I didn't said much to her since I've tried multiple times to tell her that maybe they're not ready for that or maybe he need a bit more of time.

I don't want to fill my head of problems that don't touch me even if I feel bad for both of them.

I check the time on my watch, that is the thing that I never leave home without. It's 6:30 AM.
I tie my runners and I'm ready to go.

I check myself in the mirror and it was a really bad idea since I have such dark under eyes that seems that I'm not sleeping since the day I've born. I wonder how people can train with a full make up on, I sweat like crazy.

I walk out, being careful with the door to be sure I'll not wake up anyone.

Run brings me peace and even if I stop many times trough it because of the fatigue, when I get home all sweaty, with messy hair I feel good with myself and also frunning it's a time where I get to spend all by myself with no distractions, just me, some music and the sleepy city of Monte Carlo.

At this time the sky paints itself with some unique colours, birds are starting to fly around, boats starts their engines and I get to encounter some early birds like me jogging close to the port.

While I'm running with Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift blasting in my ears, I catch myself multiple times thinking about G's. If I just could help her to understand that the one that is down wrong here is her but she's stubborn, she would never listen at me.

But why I keep thinking about it?
Maybe because my friends lives are more interesting than my boring one? I guess so.

I hear a sound coming from my back but since it seems more a sound of a car I don't mind about it but the really moment after someones appears on my right.

I shake of surprise and stop though a step.
Taylor's voice keeps singing thought my heartattack, while I take a hand to my chest to calm down my heart that stopped for a second.

"Fucking hell." I say bending sown with my free palm placed on my knee.
I can hear his loud giggle through the music.
I take deep breathes and slide down my headphones around my neck.

Now I can hear his laugh clearly, my reaction must have been hilarious to make him laugh this much.

"Are you crazy?" I ask, finally looking up and watch him bending down a bit, laughing with a hand between my shoulder blades and something starts in me.

I didn't felt his touch because of my almost heart attack but through my long sleeve top I can feel his big and warm hand right in the middle of my back and the solid two rings that he wears on his index and pinky.
I stand up making his hand fall away and look at him laughing with his eyes all squeezed.

"I should have record it." he says through his nonstop laughing.
"Ha, ha, ha but you should stop laughing or you will wake up the entire neighbourhood." I say crossing my arms to my chest.
"Alright, sorry for scarring you but I called you few times." he says smiling at me.

I could have expected to meet anyone but Charles is the last person I could bet on.
We used to go for run during quarantine times, close to our houses because of the restrictions and that was the key of our bond getting back. He was too busy with the F1 to fully invest on every single friendship so he always was closer just to the guys but quarantine made us a less neightbours and more friends. I always defined him my neighbour but now I define him my friend and the same is for him, I think.