Pole position // Charles Leclerc

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Mias POV:
I woke up in the morning on the sofa, alone. Yet, it did look like someone else had slept there. I sent Charles a text, asking what time we fell asleep, and where, before packing my bags and heading down to the front doors.

This time every week seemed to go exactly like clockwork. I met Lewis at the doors, he refused to let me carry my bags to the car, and we'd grab breakfast on the way to the airport.

'When're you gonna get back on Charles' jet?' Yuki asked, reaching forwards to grab his food from my hands.

'Why? Bored of me already?'

'No. I just know you want to be on that plane with him, doing god knows what in that bathroom.' He teased.

'Yuki!' Lewis and Pierre shouted at the same time, almost making me choke.

'I'm staying over here until his punishments over.' I said, ignoring him completely.

'Which will be?' Lewis teased, raising his eyebrows.

'When you guys stop grilling me whenever I get in the car. So never.' I laughed.

We didn't meet at the airport this time, as the pilot flying the jet we were on had a busy schedule, and so we headed off without any word from the other boys.

'I didn't see Danny at all last night, is anyone sure if he's even here?' Pierre laughed.

'I saw him thismorning. He looked rough, pretty mad too.' Lewis added.

My head snapped in his direction at the mention of my brother being angry. He was never angry. Lewis held his hands out in defence as soon as he saw me looking at him.

'I don't know if he was mad, I just know he looked mad.' He insisted.

I shot my brother a text, but didn't get a response for the entire flight. Which was weird for him.

When we landed, I made a beeline for my brothers hotel room, not even taking my case to my own before finding out where my brother was staying.

I turned up outside of his door and almost knocked, stopping myself when I heard raised voices on the other side of the door. I didn't even need to move closer to listen. I could hear clearly from where I was standing. And I didn't like it one bit.

'How long until you were gonna tell me you're fucking my sister?' Daniel shouted.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck

'Come on, man, really? I'd never do anything like that with her and you know it.' Charles insisted.

'I have heard a video. Charles.' Daniel argued.

'Look. She couldn't sleep, my ex was smashing her bed up against the wall, so we did the same. I know it sounds bad but I've not touched her.' Charles said, very convincingly.

'I need your word, right now, that nothing has ever happened between you and Mia.' Daniel said, lowly.

'I put my whole heart on it.' Charles replied.

Damn. He was convincing. But now I was scared. What we were doing was wrong, I didn't realise it would piss Danny off this much, and I knew now he'd be so much more alert.

It was gonna be hard to get anything past him. But he was always right, and if he thought it was a bad idea, it probably was.

I heard footsteps heading towards the door and I ran down the hall, waiting until the door slightly opened to start walking towards it, acting as if I'd just turned up.

Charles froze in the doorway, making Daniel stumble. My brothers eyes met mine and he looked horrified. I kept my cool, though, not wanting them to know that I'd heard anything.