Pole position // Charles Leclerc

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Mias POV:
I took off my wet dress, groaning as it hung onto me for dear life, and threw it in the bath. Charles was having one last drink with the boys, despite coming up with every excuse under the sun not to.

I'd decided to take a shower whilst I waited for him, knowing I'd have no time to when he arrived. I turned it on and stood outside, waiting for the water to warm up.

My phone began to ring but I ignored it, getting into the shower and washing my hair, enjoying the relief of being able to get rid of all of the salty water and sand sticking to my body.

I took my time, knowing that Charles could be back any second and that he had a key to my room, but he never came.

I checked my phone after wrapping my hair up in a towel, sitting down on my bed and turning on my music.

Lewis: hey you'd better get down to the bar 

Lewis: Charles and Pierre are arguing again.

Lewis: ok it's turned into a fight

Me: what the fuck? I'm getting changed right now but what happened?

Lewis: Pierre is just sad and drunk. You know what he's like. He's winding Charles up and he wasn't having any of it today.

Me: who swung first?

Lewis: Charles did.

I grabbed my stuff and threw my hair into a plait, putting on a pair of Charles's joggers and his tshirt, those things being what I had slept in the night before and been preparing to put on to go to sleep.

Pierre was nowhere to be seen but Charles was sitting on a chair in the lobby like a sulking child, talking quietly to Daniel whilst Lando paced the hotel on the phone.

He looked up at me, his knee bouncing up and down on the floor, as if he was expecting me to blow up in his face. I didn't. Because I was confused.

I knew that him and Pierre didn't get on, but for him to cause a scene? That was weird.

'Hey, do you wanna talk?' I asked, quietly, leaning over to give my brother a squeeze on the hand.

'Go to bed, Bella, we'll speak in the morning.' He said, firmly.

I frowned, reaching for his hand, my heart speeding up when he didn't grab it, standing up and walking over to Lando.

'What did i do?' I asked Daniel, looking over at him all confused.

'It's okay angel, you didn't do nothing.' He reassured me, leading me back upstairs and to my hotel room, not to Charles's where I'd been sleeping.

I didn't question it out loud though, keeping myself to myself as he sat me down on the sofa and poured me a glass of water, placing it on the table infront of me.

'I don't like the silence.' I mumbled.

Charles had told me to go and shower and that he'd be up soon, he was having one more drink with the boys, who had lost their battle on me but had convinced him to stay an extra 20 minutes.

I showered. And when i came downstairs everything was a mess.

'I think it's all just a big misunderstanding.' Danny begun.

'But?'

'I don't know Mia I'm not really exactly sober right now, and I wasn't around when they were talking.' He stumbled over his words.