"Everything means nothing if I can't have you."
She was his treasure, and he was hers.
Social Media x Real Life
Started - (28/05/22)
Finished - (23/08/22)
"What do you think we should decorate it with?" Océane asked, holding up a couple different sprinkles.
Charlotte took a hard look at the sprinkles, looking at each of of them. "I say we drizzle chocolate over them, both white and milk chocolate."
Océane looked at Charlotte in surprise, "Char. That is the best idea." She said excitedly, rummaging the cupboards to find the chocolate.
"We have no chocolate." Océane said.
Océane had been staying with Charlotte for the past month, Océane was moving to monaco with Lando, as Carlos wanted to move in with his girlfriend in Spain. Therefore, Lando was staying with his parents, and Océane with Charlotte and Charles.
The day Océane and Lando could move into their apartment in Monaco was the 20th of May. Which just so happened to be the weekend before the Monaco grand prix. During this Lando was in Spain, but his mum offered to come down and take all of Landos belongings into the place so that Océane wouldn't have to do it alone.
"Should we go to the shops to get some?" Océane asked, wondering if it was worth it. Both came to a conclusion that these brownies needed chocolate drizzled over them, or they wouldn't quite be the same.
Both of them decided not to get changed into some new clothes for the shops, even if it was a couple minutes walk, through Monaco.
"I do wish we didn't decide on chocolate, it's roasting out here and i'm in plaided pyjama bottoms." Océane complained, airing out her face with her hand.
"When did you buy them anyway, they look comfortable." Charlotte said, eyeing up the blue bottoms.
"I'm going to be honest, I stole them from he who should not be named and never gave them back."
Charlotte let out a little laugh, apologising after. "Free clothing is always a great thing, even if it's pretty much from your ex."
They arrived at the store, guiding through its isles looking for the chocolate. Whilst looking for the chocolate isle as if they hadn't raided its contents multiple times the past month, they found some incredibly nice looking flowers on the end of an isle on a stand.
"Mon amour, would you like a rose?" Océane politely asked Charlotte, her face blushed a little as she bowed slightly.
"If i could buy this white tulip for you, my lady."
"Then we've come to an agreement." Océane said, taking the rose and continuing to wonder the store, both carrying the singular flowers that they were to buy.
As soon as they turned down the chocolate isle, it was seconds before Océane turned back. Confusing Charlotte who chose to follow her back to the previous isle.
"You okay?"
"Pierre's down there, like no kidding." The two acted like little children, who had just seen one of their crushes on the playground.
"Make him jealous babe." Charlotte said, pulling down Océane's tank top slightly to reveal some cleavage. Océane nodded, and they both continued down to the chocolate.
Pierre's eyes locked into Océanes, his face softened. His eyes full of love as if his feelings never left, he seemed like he was going to say something a few times. His mouth opening, yet no words coming out. The words he wanted to speak couldn't come out. He knew what he wanted to say, get down on his knees and beg to Océane to take him back. That he couldn't live without her.
It was a quick twenty seconds for Océane, no hi from Pierre, just stares.
He was ushered away by his friend, and that was all she saw of him.
Océane looked at Charlotte, "He's hot." She said, taking a chocolate from the shelf. What she didn't know is that Pierre wasn't far, and he could hear her say that. He felt relieved, knowing that Océane took notice of him, but also that she didn't say something horrible, his heart slowly being mended.
"Go get him back then." Charlotte said, completely opposed to what she just said, but anything that would happen, Charlotte would make sure Océane was okay, always.
"No. I won't."
That's when Pierre's heart sunk for a second time, seeing Charles burst out of that bathroom, and hearing that Océane won't go get him back. The two moments he wished he could forget.
Pierre had taken the last few months as a lesson, taking the time to wonder if his fight for Océane was worthwhile. If he could degrade his health for the girl he can't leave. The precious moments which they had, clinging onto them, not wanting to forget a single detail about them. Listening to his heart, which tells him to chase the girl. Tell her that he hasn't stopped thinking about her, every good result in his race was dedicated to her. His podium finish in Spain the weekend before, was dedicated to her. Without her knowing it.
Océane on the other hand, she had tried to forget about Pierre. Spending restless nights wondering if she had done the right thing, should she have told him to get out, or should she have told him she loved him too. Her feelings weren't gone, she had covered up the fact they were. Whenever someone would ask, she'd tell them she's been on a few dates with people. Yet she hadn't been on a date with anyone.
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oceanebeaufoy: Honour post for the beautiful girl who has allowed me to stay with her for the past however long whilst the apartment is being sorted! @charlottesiine 🤍
View all 234 comments. charlottesiine: anything for my favourite ❤️ charles_leclerc: She is absolutely stunning.
