impermissible (Charles Leclerc)

t w e n t y f o u r

"You don't have to move out Evelyn, he's just really dramatic." Susie told me as she helped me place everything in cardboard boxes.

As soon as Charles went home my dad expressed his unhappiness even more to the extent that I was told "I don't even want Ferrari supporters in the house."

As much as I protested just because I liked a Ferrari diver doesn't mean I'm an avid supporter, but as he didn't take my word I decided I'd move out anyway.

At least if I'm living somewhere else I would actually have a home when I get around to tell him I was an actual driver for Ferrari...

"You don't have to move out today.. where are you even going to go?" Rosa asked sounding slightly upset, I turned to her "I'm going to stay with Charles for a little and then I'll figure something out."

"Okay... we will come and visit you all the time." Rosa admitted as she hugged me closely, Susie joining in, my dad walked by and then came back as he saw the labelled boxes "You're going?"

I nodded "Yeah dad, I'm going."

"On your birthday?" He double checked as he came in through the doorway, I nodded once again "Doesn't feel much like a birthday so I might as well."

"And you're staying with Charles for the time being I assume?" He asked shutting one eye scared for the response, to which I just nodded again.

He nodded back and left the room, I packed up my final bits and pieces leaving half of my unnecessary stuff to Rosa. When I actually had an apartment I'd just come back for it anyway.

Goodbye wasn't particularly upsetting due to the events that had taken place for this to come about, Jack didn't even care which was hard because he had been my favourite lately.

I arrived at Charles' house three hours after he left ours, I grabbed a box from the car and knocked on his door which was opened a few minutes later "Glad to see they didn't kill you and you're alive."

"Thanks, Nicest thing anyone's said to me all day." I admitted as he grabbed the box from me and placed it on his coffee table.

I was quick to ask him "Are you sure you don't mind me living with you momentarily... I will find a place I just don't really know where to start."

"Of course not, you have always been welcome to stay here Ev." He smiled as he walked to the car and grabbed the two other boxes of essentials I had brought with me, placing them down also.

Once the packages were all inside the apartment we sat down on the sofa, "I'm really sorry about my family.. and well me."

He raised a brow "You have nothing to be sorry about." But I did, I have so much going on at the same time all the damn time.

"I'm a person lasagna. Too many layers."

"I don't know," he rumbled "I've always kind of like lasagna."

"Even when lasagna has a stubborn family?"

"Especially when Lasagna has a stubborn family," he held my hand in his "It's one of the most interesting things about lasagna."

I laughed a little, Charles makes me laugh more than anyone I've ever met, even out of all of my friends and family I'd never laughed so hard "You know, I haven't shown you my special talent."

"You're special talent?" I asked suspiciously, raising a brow as he made me follow him as we walked to another room, he patted the seat next to him as we shared a stool to a piano.

I looked down at the keys, tapping one of them lightly as I watched his face "You play?"

"Mhm, not very well but I'm getting better." He stated as he began playing the most beautiful song I'd ever heard, my chest swells and my smile overwhelms my face. I try to bury my face in my hand, god I'm such a dork.

I waited for him to finish his song before applauding for him, it wasn't hard for him to impress me. His damn smile impressed me, "Can't say I've ever had this reaction before." He joked as I continued to grin.

I admitted to him "I've never been very musically talented..you're going to have to teach me one of these days."

He smiles as he turns on the stool to face me, sat in such close proximity he asks me once again "Can I hug you?" He asks in a breath.

I nod and instantly his arm extends around my shoulders, his biceps flexing. I reciprocate my arms curve around his chest much looser, we're still sitting on the stool but the position wasn't awkward. He holds me against his body like that's where he wanted me to be.

My heart thuds faster. I feel so comfortable with him and I see that he is equally as comfortable with me, "You know," I say "I don't think I've ever realised how unhappy I was with my big birthday parties until now."

"What's so different?"

"You," he smiles at me as I speak "I have one real friend that would stand up to my dad for me rather than twenty who wouldn't."

People crumble under my dad.

He raised a brow lightly, gingerly laughing at me "You see me as a friend? I don't kiss my friends Evs."

I shrugged "Well, neither do I but I'm not exactly anyone's girlfriend either." I teased him poking him in the rib as I said it, he laughed also.

He shrugged"Who knows.. soon you might be."

I couldn't resist joking "Oh I really hope he's hot."

"Hm I don't know about that," he paused "But he does think you're one of the best things to ever happen to him."

I couldn't resist smiling "Funnily enough I feel the same way."