J'adoré // Charles Leclerc

Chaptire 15

The club was just around the corner. Even though it was a Monday evening it was still quite busy as they queued up in line. "By the way Paris, a few of our friends are here tonight as-well ." Says Pierre as he looks over to her. His eyes were tracing up and down admiring how extremely beautiful she really was. "Okay that's nice! Id love to meet them!" She replies with a smile on her face. Meanwhile, Charles was too busy tracking Pierre's every move, his face turned fuming red as he could see the way Pierre was looking at her.

Once they had entered the club, the three of them walked over to the other drivers and their girlfriends. Paris introduced herself to everyone and was pleased to finally get to know others apart from Charles and Pierre.

As the night continues to go on, Paris managed to find a common language between herself and Luisa, Lando's girlfriend. They were busy talking to each other about their careers. "I mean I can understand why your a model! you drop dead gorgeous girl!" Paris says as Luisa laughs. "Thank you honey, how do you feel about some dancing on the dance floor?" She questions Paris as they both nod in agreement and head over to the bar together.

"Charles whats up with you?" Asks Pierre as he playfully nudges Charles who was sitting quietly with a drink in his hand, being antisocial in a way. "What?" He replies raising his tone slightly. "Wow mate calm down! Now what's the matter?" He asks Charles again in a calm manner. "Nothing, don't worry mate." He replies as he turns his head to see Luisa and Paris dancing together, slightly drunk and giggling all the time.

"She's so hot isn't she?" Says Pierre as he turns to face the same direction as Charles. "What did you say?" He looks at Pierre. "What? She is though and why are you being like this mate?" Pierre questions Charles again. At this point Pierre was getting annoyed with Charles. In his head, Pierre was jealous about Paris and Charles, he wanted to be with Paris, not Charles.

Moments later it all broke out. Pierre hit Charles and pushed him away, until Charles realised what this was about he hit him back. The fight got more aggressive by the second and then Paris turned and saw what was happening. "Holy sh-" she didn't even finish her sentence and ran off the dance floor towards Pierre and Charles leaving Luisa on her own.

Pierre picked up two glasses and just as he was about to hit Charles with them, Paris came between them.

Before Pierre could stop himself, he hit the glasses on Paris's head causing her to crouch down in pain.

Pierre's eyes widen suddenly as his chest fills with guilt of what has just happened. "Paris I didn't mean to I-" he was cut off. "Shut up Pierre!" Paris says in pain as she walks away as fast as she can holding her hands on her head to stop it from bleeding too much.

Charles almost growls at Pierre and runs towards Paris catching up with her and helping her outside.

"I'll be right back, stay here... please." He says to Paris. She could hear his voice breaking as she tried to hold her tears back. Moments later he comes back with ice and a few clean cloths. He then applies pressure onto her head to stop it from bleeding, and ice to reduce any swelling.

They both stay outside in silence for a couple of minutes. The breeze was getting stronger, and the temperature started to drop towards the evening. Paris felt the goosebumps as she shivered. Charles quickly noticed and placed his jacket over her arms. "Are you okay." He asks as he puts his arm round her waist. "Better now, thanks." She replies as she looks into his eyes. "Well your heads stopped bleeding, so it's a good sign." He replies with a soft smile. At that moment his heart sank, he realised how much he cared for Paris, she wasn't any ordinary girl to him.

She was definitely something more than that.

"So what really happened between you and Pierre then huh?" She questions with a smile appearing on her face. "He's into you." Charles replies looking away. "He's into.. me?" She questions him. "Yes.." he mumbles looking away. Paris places her hand on his jaw and pulls his face to face her. "Ahh I see, your jealous." She replies with a soft smirk appearing on her face. "No I'm not." He says trying to hide his emotions. "Okay then Mr not jealous, I believe you.." she says knowing that deep inside he was jealous of Pierre being into her.

"Come stay with me tonight, I want to look after you." He says as his hand is still placed on her waist. "If that's okay with you." She replies. He nods and smiles as he helps Paris stand up.

She stands up and her head starts to spin in circles. "Woah, you okay?" He asks as he places his hands to help her stand up. "Just really dizzy." She says rubbing her eyes. Charles doesn't even think twice and picks her up in a bridal style carrying her to his car. She is shocked by his doing and laughs. "Am I too heavy?" She asks him in slight worry. "You heavy? Seriously the lightest feather ever dear." He replies as he winks to her.

She smiles in relief knowing Charles was a very strong man. She could see his muscles, and damn, she was finding them quite attractive.

Around half and hour later, they arrived at Charles's apartment. He assisted her to walk towards the lift and making sure she was supported the whole time with his hands around her waist.

She walks into his apartment and straight away lays down on the sofa, breathing in the lovely home scent in his house. "Would you like anything to eat?" He asks her as he looks over to see her. "Maybe popcorn and movie?" She asks him. He nods in agreement and gets out the microwaveable popcorn from his kitchen cupboard.

They lay next to each other in Charles's bed. Charles gave Paris some of his clothes for her to change in to make her feel more comfortable. The turned the tv and looked for something to watch. "What are we thinking Mr Jealous?" She asks Charles and looks into his eyes. "How about some stranger things?" He says. Paris nods in agreement and starts an episode of stranger things.

But, Charles wasn't concerned about the movie, he was so interested in Paris that he'd spent most of the time just looking and admiring her. Her perfections and imperfections made him smile.

They hadn't even made it to episode two yet , because they were both cuddling and were fast asleep in each others arms.