impermissible (Charles Leclerc)

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"LEWIS THIS WAY! TO YOUR LEFT!"

"EVELYN IS THE DRESS CHANEL?"

"EVELYN SMILE MORE! THIS WAY YES."

"LOOK AT EACH OTHER! ARE YOU DATING?"

"WHAT A DUO! LOOK TO THE RIGHT!"

The paparazzi were absolutely ruthless when it came to event carpets, especially when you bring someone like Lewis fucking Hamilton.

We walked from the carpet and into the venue, "Tomorrow how many articles do you think are going to be asking if we're engaged yet?" Lewis chuckled.

I agreed "They can't accept that a female and a male are just friends so I'm going to assume quite a lot, sorry."

He shrugged jokingly  "It's alright, more credit my way for getting with a model."

"Oh haha." I said sarcastically as we entered the building, the event was a charity event where we sit and donate money for hours.

We eventually found our table with our name tags on it, we were one of the earliest people there as we sat in the near empty room awaiting more guests.

"I can't get over the fact you beat me." Lewis suddenly commented but I just rolled my eyes at him, I did not want to talk about racing.

I shrugged and looked over his outfit "I can't get over the fact you're better dressed than me but here we are."

"You know the next track is Monaco so am I going to hear your voice over the headset?" He wondered as he looked out to see more people entering the building.

"Potentially."

Truthfully I didn't want to go at all, I didn't want to see Charles and I didn't want to see Fred especially as blackmail was hanging over me like a weight.

Lewis shrugged "Reckon you'll be in charge of Mercedes one day?"

I thought about it "My dad could be on his deathbed and still taking care of things so I'm going to give that a firm no."

"Yeah Toto is going to live to be the oldest person alive you watch." Lewis agreed with me.

I confessed "He was very happy to find out you were accompanying me to this actually."

"Can't blame him." Lewis cockily said but I knew straight away he was joking, despite being one of the best drivers on the grid he was still such a humble guy.

"He thinks you're going to retire next season." I told Lewis truthfully, he was getting pretty old these days.

Lewis shook his head "Absolutely not, I need another title and I've got it in me."

"Really old man?" I asked him in a joking manner as our table also filled with guests of whom I didn't know.

"I'm thirty eight calm it down." He held his hands up defensively, "You're thirty eight? Oh my god so old." I told him laughing.

He rolled his eyes "How old are you then?"

"Twenty two, twenty three in August." I told him and his eyes widened, perhaps he thought I was older than that.

He was shocked "I've driven for Mercedes since 2013, since you were ten fuck."

I snorted "And now people think we are together, not to like freak you out even more or anything oldie."

"That makes me feel sick please stop." He chuckled as the room began to finally relax as everyone had found their seats and started chatting away.

As a waiter came around the table with champagne glasses that's when it got interesting, Lewis and I were five glasses in by the time the event actually started and people were bidding for items.