J'adoré // Charles Leclerc

Chaptire 27

Charles and Paris were in their hotel room in Abu Dhabi. It was the morning of the final Grand Prix of the season and Charles was up early already nervous. Paris woke up to see him not next to her but instead he was on the balcony over looking the pool.

Paris got up quickly and put her robe on before stepping outside and walking up to Charles. She hugged him from behind feeling him breathe in deeply. She wrapped her hands around him causing him to turn around and hug her tightly. "I'm so nervous." He says to her. "I know, but I also know you've got this." Paris replied feeling his lips on hers for a moment.

The two of them got ready for the day and headed to the track and straight into the Ferrari motorhome.
Charles held onto Paris's hand tightly and led her into his driver room.

He got himself changed into his racing gear and looked at Paris. "I love you." He says to her. "I love you too, now go win that championship that you've been chasing for years." He says to him as he approaches her for a hug which she accepts.

The hold each other in their arms for a moment, taking it all up before Charles gets into his car and starts the race.

She watches him drive and at the same time praying everything went his was this race, and luckily for him, it did.

Max Verstappen had a mechanical failure causing him to dnf from the race leaving first place for Charles to grab on too making him,

Champion of the World.

Charles stood inside his racing car for a moment taking in what and just happened. The Ferrari team and fans were going crazy running over to celebrate his success, Paris had happy tears in her eyes knowing her boyfriend had done it.

Charles got out of his car and pointed up to the sky. For his father and antoine. He then climbed down and went to do his post race interview followed by the podium.

Paris stood as close as she possibly could to see Charles. She was so proud of him. He looked down to see her, his most beautiful girlfriend watching him, nothing could have gone better today.

As soon as Charles was finished with all of his post race things, he ran as quickly as he could go to see his girlfriend. He picked her up and spun her around before putting her down and kissing her passionately. "I told you." Paris said looking at him in the eyes. "You told me what?" Charles said. "That you could do it." Paris continues as she cupped his face. "I will always believe in you Charles." Paris says kissing him once more.

Tears starts to form in Charles eyes catching Paris by surprise. "Are you crying?!" she asks him in shock. "Maybe I am chérie." He says. "How did I get so lucky." He continues wrapping his arms around her waist. "With what?" She says. "With you." He replies kissing her this time. "and the championship." Paris adds laughing. "And the championship." He repeats.

They lay in bed together hand in hand in their last night in Abu Dhabi before leaving on the morning to head back to Monaco. Charles's arms were wrapped around Paris who enjoyed the warmth of her boyfriend from behind.

"Paris." Charles says while he looks down at her. She nods in response. "I promise one day I'm going to marry you." He continues as he caressed her arm. She looked up at him and smiled. "No rush Leclerc." She said. "And I want you to have my children." He blurred out.

"What?" Paris said causing her to stare in shock. "As in they would be so pretty because of you." He continued. "That's so sweet." She says pecking his lips. "One day though not now." She said. "Of course not now." Charles replied as he kissed the top of her head as they pith drifted off to sleep in each others arms.

But the next thing for the meantime, was moving in together.