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pierre has added ********** to the group
"wrong number, mate."
𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟑/𝟒/𝟐𝟑
𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 𝟑/𝟔:𝟐𝟑
social media x real life
charles leclerc x o!c
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WRONG NUMBER.
linneas pov *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
CHARLES HANDS were around my waist, mine tangled in his hair.
his lips were soft against mine, the faint taste of cherries still lingering. i pull softly on his hair, earning a soft groan. his hands slip up my t-shirt, exploring my exposed back.
we finally pull away for breath, resting our forheads against each others. i remove my hands from his hair and place them softly around his neck, his hands now holding my hips as i sit on his lap facing him.
"you taste so good, amor." he whispers breathlessly, and i giggle before reconnecting our lips.
a loud knock sounds through my apartment, interrupting our makeout session.
i quickly hop of charles' lap, rushing to the door. i check myself in the mirror, cursing as i run my hands through my messy hair.
i pull open the door to reveal the worst people possible at this point in time.
my fucking family.
"Herregud! vad gör ni här?" i gasp at the sight of my dad and 3 of my brothers. (oh my god! what are you guys doing here?)
"vi tänkte att vi skulle komma överraska dig på din födelsedag!" my dad says, pulling me in for a hug. (we thought we would come surprise you for your birthday)
"vadå, är du verkligen så olycklig över att se oss?" bill smirks, ruffling my hair before strolling into my house as if its his own. (what, are you really that unhappy to see us?)
"lin, who is it?" charles calls out from the kitchen. oh shit. i forgot he was here.
i watch bills face drop at the sound of a guy in my house. bills always been overprotective of me, especially after what happened with matt. but im sure he'll love charles. after hes bashed his head into the pavement.
"vem är det?" bill asks, his voice low. (who is that?)
"um, its my family!" i call back nervously. unfortunately, its kinda to late for charles to back out as he was halfway down the hallway when i replied.
he walks into the foyer, doing a double take when he sees the 6'3 man glaring down at him. and to make it even better, that mans pennywise.
