The known stranger

Chapter 3 - Charles

I really enjoyed the car ride even though Eleanor fell asleep right away. Monte-Carlo looks beautiful at night. The streetlights threw their shadows on the street. I opened the window a little bit and the pleasantly cool night air flowed in immediately. I took a few deep breaths. Why could life not always be that easy? Many thoughts rushed through my head. Most of them included Eleanor. She was the prettiest girl I have ever seen. She really seems different to me. I have bad experiences with girls. The most of them only wanted my money and the fame. So I swore myself to never fall in love again because it will only hurt me again. But Eleanor will make this very difficult. I like how she is so honest and doesn't care what others think of her. I don't think she knows who I am. And I really hoped so. People see you differently, when they now you're a formula 1 driver. Unfortunately. Maybe Eleanor does know me, but didn't remember because of the lot alcohol she drank. Never mind I will know it tomorrow. When we arrived at my Appartement I thought about waking Eleanor up. But she slept so peaceful so I decided to bring her into my bed. Gently I laid her down and covered her up with a blanket. Before I went back in the living room I took a minute looking at this sleeping beauty. Oh Eleanor what did you do to me...