*** Authors Note: This part is dedicated to my biggest fan and cheerleader, @Selcouthlol! Biggest Carlos fan I know. I wouldn't be doing any of this without her love, support and encouragement. Love you little sis♡ ***
The remainder of the summer break passes quickly and before we know it we're back in the paddock at Spa.
Both Max and Charles have grid penalties and start in P14 and P15.
Charles races hard and ends the race in P6 from P15. Even with dropping down to P17 in the middle of the race thanks to a tear-off that was stuck in his brake cooling.
Carlos has an amazing race and finishes in P3. Isa and I rush over to watch the podium. Carlos hugs us tightly before he goes up.
We go through Zandvoort and Monza. Charles ending up on the podium with Max and George at both races. And then we have two weeks in Maranello for training. While Charles is training, I'm with the media team, planning the rest of the year's meetings and videos. When I'm not with the media team I'm in one of the open offices, putting dates into our calendars and planning travel for the rest of the year. And doing a bit of wedding planning. Lily promised she'd help me with anything I need at home.
I look at the calendar, the last race is on the twentieth of November, I look at the dates after that. We need to decide on a wedding date. The FIA Prize Giving is on the sixteenth of December, in Italy. I circle two dates on the calendar as Charles walks into the office.
"J'ai fini pour la journée mon amour." he kisses the top of my head, looking down at my diary in front of me. "Qu'est-ce que c'est?" (I am done for the day my love. What is this?)
I smile up at him. "Dates de mariage potentielles, nous devons informer Cap Estel." (Potential wedding dates, we need to let Cap Estel know.)
He looks down at the dates I've circled on my calendar. "Je pense que le 10 décembre est parfait." he points it on. (I think December 10th is perfect.)
"Vous faites?" I smile up at him. (You do?)
He nods. "Nous avons suffisamment de temps pour faire les dernières retouches après la dernière course, nous pouvons emménager dans la nouvelle maison, puis nous pouvons commencer notre lune de miel en Italie et être de retour à temps pour Noël avec nos familles." (We have enough time to do the final touches after the last race, we can move into the new house, then we can start our honeymoon in Italy and be back in time for Christmas with our families.)
I grin at him. "Nous ferions mieux de sortir nos invitations de mariage alors." (We better get out our wedding invitations then.)
He laughs and helps me pack up my stuff before we head back to the apartment Ferrari provides for us every time we are in Italy.
That night I sit with Charles and we design our wedding invitations. Our wedding colours and rose gold and black, so we keep the invitations to the colour scheme. We decide to email our invitations out as we won't be back in Monaco for a while, and don't have the time to get the invitations printed. Once we're happy with the design, I check my email and get confirmation that our date is available at Cap Estel and then we send the invitations out.
I open my group chat with the bridal party and send the invitation through. Everyone comments on how it took us long enough to decide on a date.
I close my laptop and look at Charles. "That's enough wedding talk for now. Let's go out. Let's do something."
"Ophy-fille." Charles groans, rolling over on the bed. "I don't want to. Let's stay in and watch a movie."
I frown. "Come on, Charlsie. Let's find out what Carlos is doing."
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Ophélie
FanfictionOphélie, or Ophelia as everyone outside of Monaco calls her, has been best friends with Charles Leclerc since they were in nappies. When Charles admits that he's been in love with her for years, it throws their relationship onto a wild rollercoaster...