Chapter 4

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ally.bianchi11 P2! Hell of a start! Let's keep it going!! 🥈

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Third Person Pov
Ally rushes towards the Ferrari garage and runs into Carlos on the way.
"He's in his drivers room"

"Merci!"

She runs to the drivers room and knocks on the door. Hearing a faint come in she pushes it open. Her heart sinking as she sees the Monegasque sitting on the couch looking so defeated. She shuts the door behind her and sits next to him pulling him into her arms.
"Charles I am so sorry"

"You should be celebrating Als. P2 on your first race is big. I'll be ok I promise"

"That's not important to me right now Charles. When I heard your were out cause your engine failed I felt horrible. You deserve so much more mon Cherie"

Charles heart swells at the words and he hugs the girl tighter.
"I was just hoping this year would change you know?"

"I know Cherie I know. But I'm right here"

"toujours et toujours? (Forever and always?)"

"peu importe où et quand (no matter where or when)"

Charles leans forward and kisses Ally softly . The same sparks he feels every time shooting you his body.
"Go on a date with me?"

"What?"

"I'm done with this friends with benefits bullshit Ally. Go out with me tomorrow. Please"

"I'd love to. Dinner?"

"Yes. I know a place don't worry. Go back to your team and celebrate we'll talk later ok?"

"Ok"

She kisses him on the cheek before walking out. Leaving both of them with big smiles on their faces. Ally approaches the Redbull garage that is still buzzing with excitement.
"I'm assuming it wasn't just the podium that put that smile on your face?"

Ally whips around to see her teammate looking at her with a raised eyebrow.
"What?"

"Did Leclerc finally ask you out?"

"What? Max how did you know that?"

"Pierre and I talk. I won't tell him yet don't worry. But we've been waiting for this moment to happen"

Ally rolls her eyes and shoves him with her elbow.
"Congrats on the win"

"Definitely feels better than Bahrain last year"

"I bet. I'm still shaking. First race and I got a podium finish!"

"I figured you must be happy"

"I am. Im shocked honestly"

Max pulls her into a side hug causing her to laugh at him.
"I'm proud of you short stack"

"Oh f-off Max! I'm not that short"

He lets go and walks away laughing.
"You'll always be short kid!"

Ally rolls her eyes before heading towards the drivers room and getting her stuff together before heading to do some press. Interviews are probably the part drivers hate the most. Once she finishes she drives herself Charles' hotel. Yawning she grabs her bag out of the backseat and walks in heading to the elevator. Not long she reaches floor 8 and tiredly walks to room 816 before she knocks on the door it opens.
"Ally?"

"Chalres hey, sorry are you going out?"

"No I was just going to grab ice"
He holds up the ice bucket with a lopsided grin on his face and Ally laughs.

"Oh ok"

"Go inside and make yourself at home I'll be back in a minute ok?"

"Mhm!"

He holds the door open for her, letting her in and then kisses her cheek before heading down the hall. She smiles to herself dropping her bag on the floor before going over to Charles suitcase and grabbing a pair of his shorts and a shirt. She changes quickly before sitting herself down on the couch. The door opens and Charles comes in, setting the ice container on the counter, and walking over to her.
"You look good in my clothes"

"You think?"

"I know"

She chuckles and he leans down and kisses her cheeks. She giggles before pulling him onto the couch with her.
"I'm proud of you Ally. You had a great race!"

"Thank you"

He kisses her lightly on the lips.
"We don't need to do anything tonight but stay with me?"

"I'd love to"

He smiles and throws her over his shoulder. She yelps and smacks his back.
"Charles! Let me down!"

"Ok"

He tosses her on the bed before crawling over to her and wrapping his arms around her placing a small kiss on her forehead

"Goodnight mon amor"

"Goodnight mon cherie"

"Goodnight mon cherie"

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Short chapter Ik I'm sorry ❤️

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Short chapter Ik I'm sorry ❤️

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