The heiress of the biggest wine and alcohol company has to choose a Formula 1 driver to sponsor. Charles Leclerc just happens to be the rising champion. It is completely professional until he spends a week with her at her family home. Sparks fly but...
As soon as Belle sat down on the seat of my car she was out like a light. I even had to put the seatbelt on her. As i watch her peaceful face i think about all of the stuff id done over the weekend. I wasnt proud of my behaviour. Being around this girl made me act like a complete idiot. I was drawn to her everytime i was around her. I have to physically hold myself back from her.
I tuck a stray piece of hair behind her ear. How could i have said such bullshit about an angel like her. My hands linger on her face but i snap back to reality and start the car. I drive home in silence with Belle sleeping on the passenger seat. A soft snore left her mouth occasionally. It made me smile each time. The truth is that i was scared. Scared of the effect she had on me. So i decided it would be best to act like i didnt care about her and to completely ignore her.
That didn't work out well because when i saw Lando bringing her home and then her kissing him on cheek, i felt like strangling him with my bare hands. My jealousy got the best of me after the press conference and i vented my anger on her. She didn't deserve it. But I couldn't imagine her with someone else. Seeing her with Lando made my blood boil.
When we arrive outside of the hotel i call her name softly to wake her up. I even shake her but she doesn't budge. Getting her into her hotel room would require her keycard and the idea of searching her purse for it seemed awful. Luckily, i was staying in the same hotel along with the rest of the Ferrari team. I get out of the car and pick her up linking my arms under her legs and her shoulders. She remains fast asleep with her head resting on my chest.
I carry her upstairs to my room, catching weird looks from the staff on my way. Carefully i put her on the bed and then take off her heels one after the other. After i tuck her into the bed i go to change into my sleepwear. When i return, Belle has managed to snuggle into the covers and acquired a comfortable position. I smile at the image of the beautiful girl sleeping in my bed. I shake my head and fall onto the couch where i spend the night.
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Belle's POV
I wake up to a soft bed with sunlight streaming in through a little space through the curtains. My head was pounding and my body hurt all over. I struggle to open my eyes but once i do i realise that my room looks slightly different. Especially the stuff in it. I rub my eyes and sit up. The dress from last night riding up my body. Where the hell am i?
I look over to see a familiar figure laying on the couch. Charles was deep asleep with his hair a tousled mess and his cheeks pink. Millions of questions race through my head. What did i do last night? From the state of our clothes it didnt look like we had done anything stupid. The thought makes blood rush to my cheeks. Then it all hits me.
Our conversation outside the washroom, getting in his car. It sweeps over me like a wave. I gasp softly careful to not wake him up. How did he bring me here? The thought of Charles treating me with chivalry made me feels warm inside. I had to forgive him, he had said some stupid stuff in the spur of the moment and he sincerely apologised.
My heels laid next to the bed, set upright and my bag laid on the side table. It wouldve been awkward to have him wake up to me watching him sleep, so i shift the covers and silently get off the bed. I try my best to be as quiet as possible but the wooden floorboards creek under my weight. My face scrunches up as i look at Charles who is looking at me through sleepy eyes.
"Trying to escape now are we?" He says in his morning voice that makes a volcano of butterflies erupt in my stomach. "Good morning." I say trying to play it off. He runs a hand through his bed hair and stretches. "I should get back to my room." He sits straight up at my words. "Not a chance." Charles fixes himself up and gets off the sofa to make his way towards me. "We're getting breakfast." He points at me and heads in the direction of the washroom. "Well i have to change i cant go out smelling like tequila." I whine trying to convince him.
"Okay, but i want you in the lobby by 10:30." I nod quickly. "See you there." I had 20 minutes to wash up and deal with my hangover. I head upstairs to my room and take a cold shower. The clothes i had left over were a pair of black shorts and a tank top. I throw them on and rush down to the lobby. Charles was waiting for me in sweats with his glasses on.
Something about him waiting for me made my heart race. His eyes roam my body tracing every single curve and dip. "You look amazing." Charles says and i smile in reply. We grab breakfast at a casual eatery. Our conversation revolves around the weekend and the misunderstandings between us or more so his idiotic behaviour.
He admits his mistake and i try my best to understand but he still wasnt forgiven. The stuff he'd said was too hurtful and the wounds were still fresh. "So where to next?" I ask sipping on my coffee. "Im off to monza tomorrow for the grand prix." I had almost forgotten how chaotic these drivers' lifestyles were. "Are you going to treat me like a stranger again?" My laugh is strained and dry. "Belle..." he sounds apologetic but i shrug. I still couldnt understand what he wanted from us.
"Im going to do things differently this time. Within the past week you've made yourself such an important part of my life that i dont know what to do without you." Charles says with a sincere look on his face. My heart wants me to believe his words but my brain is still defensive. "Whats it going to be then? Because the last time we decided to be friends this happened-" he cuts my words off. "Friends Belle, we will be friends. And for real this time no bullshit." I stare at him trying to read his thoughts but it's difficult to know whats going through his mind.
Eventually i just nod. I didnt know what else to do. He was too convincing with his puppy eyes and honest expression. We part ways after that, because he had to go to some sort of team meeting. But we agree to stay in touch and keep each other updated.
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danielricciardo mammamia charlesleclerc brb gonna post those pictures of you drooling on my seat landonorris definitely did not look like this after all that tequila user899 shes been to one race and the entire paddock loves her Lilymhye oo lala 😍 Chlo.e_reed ate and left no crumbs
