Bonjour ma chérie || Charles Leclerc

•Chapter 14•

°All the lights couldn't put out the dark
Running through my heart
Lights up and they know who you are
Know who you are
Do you know who you are?°

Charles and Diana went immediately to the hotel after the first two free practice sessions. Diana was in the shower trying to relax. Turns out that being with a formula one driver is not just something that brings you to the spotlight, but it's very stressful, too. Only Diana knew the anxiety that she had felt there. She knew that those speeds were unbelievable. She was much more worried though about the qualifying. That's where the real speed takes place. Nothing could really compare to the fear of race day. Him and another 19 drivers would all compete against each other. It could be catastrophic. But she was looking up to him. It was clear that he wasn't feeling even a little bit of fear when he was in the cockpit.

She got out of the shower, and after putting on a bathrobe, she walked in the bedroom and lay next to Charles.

"You did an amazing job today," she said.

"I had the right motivation," He answered.

"And what was it?" She asked curiously.

"I wanted to see that smile of yours after the results. And that applies to the whole weekend, you know." He said.

Diana blushed and smiled immediately.

"That's what I'm talking about," He said and kissed her.

They were cuddling until Charles spoke again

"My brother, Arthur, wants to meet you." He said.

"The one who races in formula 2?"

"Exactement. How do you know?"

"Apart from you telling me about it, I might have googled you." Diana said and laughed, and so did he.

"Why would you Google me? You can just ask." He said.

"I wanted to find the gossip about you," she said and laughed again.

"Oh, did you find any?"

"Not really. Just a video of you being chased by a monkey. I saved it just in case."

He laughed and kissed her forehead.

"Tomorrow it's quali day, huh?" He said, and Diana nodded. "You don't have to come to the third free practice session. It's getting too much for you. We'll have to shoot a promo video for one of our sponsors, too. It's going to be exhausting."

"Fine, but I'm not missing qualifying."

"You are so cute when you act like that," he said and grabbed her by her waist while kissing her.

"Do you really have the energy for that?" Diana asked and smirked.

"Told you it's all about the motivation."

"So you want to see my smile after the results?"

"No, the motivation is not visual this time. It's vocal." He said and winked.

Those words were enough to give Diana goosebumps. The butterflies in her stomach were multipling every second. For a moment, she wondered whether she was falling for this man.
She wanted to avoid this question, so she just kept on kissing him. The next they knew was that they were sleeping in each other's arms, naked.

Diana could easily say that making love to him was a unique experience. It is true that she had never been a sex machine herself, so her standards were not essentially high. However, she's knew that he was very caring and thoughtful during the love making part. He was actually invested in her own pleasure and always made sure that she was okay with everything. That made Diana feel safe and protected, which is very important to her.

The next day, they woke up smiling. They cuddled for a while. Charles was rubbing her back softly.

"Can I ask  you something?" Diana said, and Charles nodded. "Do you remember the first time we, you know. That night." She finally said.

"I was pretty drunk that day, to be honest. I remember very few things, like you on top of me at some point but not much. Why?"

"I just don't remember much either, and I wanted to picture the whole situation. Actually, I don't remember the part that you mentioned. I don't remember any of the actual acts. I do remember our first kiss, though."

"Oh yes, next to the car, I remember that too!" He said and laughed.

It was pretty funny, actually. They were strangers then. However, that didn't really stop them.

To Diana's disappointment, Charles had to leave. He kissed her goodbye before closing the door behind him.

She sat on the couch and started working on her laptop. Turns out that this case was much more difficult and complicated than what she thought. The girl was found in her living room. Someone had shot her. They did find a gun near her, but after the ballistic test, they realized that this was not the gun the murderer had used. This means that the gun was either her's or someone had put it there after. Her nails had also been cut, so there was no way of finding DNA on her. That meant that the job was done by someone who was familiar with the investigation process.as the email informed Diana, her close friends and family were being searched at the moment. The only thing she could do was wait for more clues.

She closed her laptop and turned her TV on. The free practice stream had started. She went to the kitchen and made a sandwich for her since she hadn't eaten breakfast. When Charles appeared on the screen, Diana smiled unintentionally.

Moments later, her phone rang.

"Hey Remy!"

"Good morning, Di! Are you with Charles on the track?" He asked.

"Not right now. I was yesterday, and I'll go again in a couple of hours for the qualifying session."

"Yes, I saw you yesterday. The media went crazy since the announcement."

"Really? I haven't really looked at my phone for 2 days."

"Oh, then you haven't seen how many followers you have on Instagram."

"What do you mean? I have 1.5 thousand, " She said.

"Not anymore." Remy said and laughed. "Oh, our parents know too. I tried not to tell them, but since it became so public, it was no surprise. They are kinda mad at you. You better call them. "

"Shoot. Thanks, Remy. I will. Talk to you later!"

"Bye Diana!" He said before the call ended.

Diana knew that she was a bit screwed for not telling anything to her parents. They weren't strict but not cool as well. Probably just normal and supportive parents who had set some boundaries.

She opened Instagram first, only to realize that she now had 12 thousand followers. She stood there shocked. She had no time to waste, though. She came back to reality and called her mother.