I'll be there for you {CHARLES LECLERC, ENG}

What are you doing to me

There we were, sitting on his couch.

Not talking and not making eye contact.

Just sitting there.

Charles was the first to break the silence between the two.

"How did you guys meet"

"We saw each other at a golf game, and he asked for my number." I said nervous because instead of the guy who is so good to me and i got butterflies by by thinking of he felt more like a brother who was disappointed in me at the moment.

"You're okay right? He didn't hurt you?"

"Im fine"

"You promise"

"I promise."

"You swear?"

"Charles! I swear im fine he didn't do anything after"

He nodded in response leaving me staring at him while he was down with his elbows on his legs and his hand on his face probably thinking.

"I mean, i can go home" i said not sure of why i was still in his apartment.

He looked at me or more stared. His hand reached for a piece of hair in my face. He stuck it behind my ear and left his hand to flow back to his lap. Oh Charles what are you doing to me.

"If you want to go home you can." He said looking at me with his Green eyes. Why do i feel a urge to stay. Why do i feel the need to tell him I'll be fine with him.

I barely know this man! I don't even know his last name! What am i doing to myself.

"I can bring you home. Or you can stay"
At the second part of that sentence he gave me a weak smile. A sign to let him know he wants me to stay.

"I don't know. My parents think im just out for the night and would trow a party if i said i was with a boy or man whatever. But on the other hand.."

What on the other hand? There is no reason to not stay. There is no reason to go home and cry yourself to sleep when you can sleep in the same apartment as him.

"Then stay" he said.

A nerve struck trough my body with the image of him wanting me to stay. At his apartment on his couch in his clothes probably.

"Okay, i will" i said while looking at him. I felt relieved and ease knowing he was with me.

But how can i feel this way???? How can i feel so amazing when i am with him even tho I don't know him at all. Any person with a normal working brain would've said it was best to go home. But then why am i still here? Why did i agree to stay with him and only him!

A knock found place on the door. Which was exactly in my vision. It was either Jace who ofcourse knows where Charles lives. Or a package of some sorts.

Charles looked at me before he stood up from the couch and went towards the door. He opened the door. He was right in-front of who was at the door.

"bonne nuit comment allez-vous?"
(Goodnight, how are you?)

He was speaking french? So no jace?

"je vais bien, ici pour récupérer mon chargeur j'ai oublié"
(Im good, here to pick up my charger i forgot)

"Oh, reste juste ici je vais le prendre"
(Oh, just stay here ill go grab it")

Charles walked away from the door leaving it open. I locked eyes with a boy my age i assume. He looks a bit like him so probably a brother of cousin. He gave me a smile before his attention was grabbed by the green eyes brunette again.

They said there goodbyes when Charles turned back to me.

"You speak french by the way?"

"I understand it but don't speak it. I was born here. And when i was 1 we moved to Curaçao so i just speak English a bit of dutch. And moved back about a year ago"

He nodded in understanding before he walked off to a random room. There i sat in his apartment which was rather awkward when he is not in the same room as me.

He came back about five minutes later with a pair of shore and a big shirt. Double my size but it was better then the dress i had on at the moment. We shared eye contact to kind of let him know i was planning on changing.

"You can change in the bathroom or the bedroom"

I walked into the first room i saw which seemed to be his bed room. A massive double bed that would fit 4 people if necessary. The dresser filled with prices and photos. I got dressed and decided i could take a quick look.

Prices which had the name C.leclerc so that must be his last name. And a lot of pictures. Mostly with what looked like family. I grabbed one of the pictures. He looked young he was in a racing suit with what also looked like his dad. His dad was in just a few only ones where he was young. All price pictures were with one of the boys that was at the door and a older guy and his mom.

"That's my dad" i heard from my side he was leaning against the door frame which i kind of forgot to close while changing..

"He passed away when i was young. So did my godfather Jules. But it has made me a better person."

"I hope you're doing okay! I couldn't imagine living without them"

"Im okay.." he looked sad.

I set a step closer and gave him a hug. The second in one night. He hugged me back tightly. I felt his biceps around my back and his warm chest against mine.

He pulled away.

"Where do you want to sleep?"

"Well not the floor. So the couch is fine."

"Alright"

I went to the couch with him following me with in his arms a blanket and a big pillow.

"You can sleep here. We can watch some tv first if that's fine with you"

"Yea sure"

He put on the tv and put on some sort of sports news. I wasn't really following. But I didn't need to to be tired like hell.

Charles Leclerc's point of view:
She had fallen asleep on my shoulder.

I didn't mind since i enjoyed her presence. But i just couldn't let her sleep on the couch. I lifted her up and put her in my bed. I stood next to her admiring her. She sleeps so sweet.

I was thinking about sleeping on the couch but i had a busy day tomorrow so i better get some good sleep.

I had to many thought tho. How had a fallen for a girl who had barely any intrest in me. In a girl who is far away from what i can get. She is so stunning and beautiful how can i end up like this! She doesn't know what she does to me. She doesn't know what i want from her.

Oaklynn what are you doing to me?