Reflections-C.L

Everything, in time

Bahrain GP
Sunday 20th March,2022
After Party, 12:33 a.m.

Charles was so happy after winning the race, so there was no chance of him not going to the after race party. The party was about the winner after all. So after the celebrations in the Ferrari garage and the many photos and videos he had to take for social media he finally was back to his hotel room. Arriving back at the hotel, he immediately called Pierre telling him they were 100% going to that party. So he rested, took a bath and wore his black T-shirt and his black pants. Pierre picked him up and then they were off to the party.

Charles didn't know if he was going to see the brunette girl. They hadn't texted for the past 3 days. They saw each other at work and in front of people they were civil, but as soon as they had the chance they started bickering. At first they started avoiding and just throwing mad looks at each other, but by the time the race came the mad looks became arguing and bickering.

They had gone from lovers to enemies. But how can you hate  someone when your body craves for his gaze upon your eyes, his smile when you talk, his voice and the way they call your name, his touch burning your skin and leaving a mark there that is not visible but you can feel it like something is missing?

Feeling confident Charles entered the party behind Pierre. They went to the bar, both of them ordering a glass of whiskey and chatting while drinking it, as people passed by congratulating Charles on his win and on Ferrari's 1-2.

After a while they decided to dance, joining Carlos and Lando, who seemed completely wasted, on the dance floor.

Lydia watched him carefully from the other side of the club, drinking her glass of vodka. She was with Lucas and Mick. She turned to look at them. They were both talking. Filled with anger and jealousy Lydia went back to watching the green eyed man's actions. He was drinking, what Lydia assumed was whiskey, and he was chatting with Pierre and people that stopped by. Suddenly he left going towards where people were dancing.

Turning to look at her cousin and best friend, Lydia interrupted them and told them that she wanted to dance. Grabbing each of their hands she dragged them into the dance floor and started dancing. Her eyes scanning the place for the man's figure.

As she finally found him she realized that he was also looking at her. Holding eye contact she finally realized that she had to talk to him. They had to solve whatever problem they had between them. Because the wasted the whole weekend arguing instead of spending time with each other. So she decided to go up to him.

Going there she tapped his shoulder, as he turned around their eyes met. Emotions hitting both of them.
"I want to talk" she shouted at him.
"Then talk" he said back
"I can't talk here. Come with me" she said grabbing his arm, as she started walking out of there and towards somewhere more quiet.

She stopped turning to look at him. Leaving his hand and looking him straight into the eyes. His gaze emotionless and cold.

"Talk" he said to her.
"I-" Lydia said making a pause.
"Look. I came here to celebrate my win if you don't have something to say just let me go back to having fun. Don't waste my time" he said looking at her, waiting to hear her say something. But nothing came out of her mouth.
"Perfect. Now if you excuse me-" he said as he started to leave.
"You want me to talk? I'll fucking talk then" she said, making him stop, turning to look at her.
"Be my guest" he replied back.
"Since Saturday you started ignoring me and being mad at me for no fucking reason when I should be the one to be mad-"
"You are the one to be mad? You have to be fucking kidding me."
"Yes I should be the one to be mad at you"
"And why the fuck is that? Why you should be mad at me after everything you've done?"
"Because you fucking told me we are just friends after everything-"
"And when did I exactly told you that?"
"When I called you that morning-"
"Fuck me Lydia. I didn't mean that we were friends. I meant that we were act like friends in front of others. And that's the fucking reason why you should be mad at me? After what you've done?"
"What the fuck have I done?"
"You play all fucking innocent again huh? . You are pathetic"
"Then tell me what the fuck I have done that made you mad"
"Really? Alright. You come here, call me and tell me that you want to be discreet in front of others. I respect that. You get fucking mad at me for no fucking reason and then the next day you show up to the paddock with your new tall, brunette boyfriend and you know what's the best part? I see that through tweeter. You didn't even have the guts to tell me that you just wanted to have fun and that you wasted my time and that now you have moved on. Because I have feelings for you. Strong feelings that I can't ignore. I think about you day and night. I crave your smile, and the way you look at me, I crave your laugh and your touch. And you just wasted my time."
"That's my cousin Charles. That's my fucking cousin."
"Yeah right"
"Why could I lie to you?"
"Bec-"
"Whatever you thought is all wrong because I only like you. I only burn for you."
"And what the hell are we Lydia?Tell me we aren't just friends. Because I came here with the intention of asking you to be my girlfriend. Because I want to be able to go out with you, and be able to say I'm with you, that we are a couple. I want to be able to call you mine"
"I want to be with you Charles. I really do." she said grabbing his face and kissing him. Both of them melting into the kiss.

"Let's get out of here" he said to her as they broke the kiss, their foreheads touching.

(1 week later)
Saudi Arabian GP

Sunday 26th March,2022

Ferrari garage, 10:34 a.m

Everything went well in both Lydia's and Charlie's lives. After what happened last week and how it ended both of them were extremely happy. They were finally a couple. Sharing their feelings, standing on each other's side, supporting each other. They were colleagues, or even friends in front of others but beside closed doors they shared strong feelings.

Now they were both getting ready for the  race as Lydia qualified P3 and Charles qualified P2.

After the parade and the national anthem both of them got into their cars ready to fight for the win.

End of race

"And in second place Charles Leclerc following behind Lydia Hatzi in P3. What a weekend for the Ferrari team."

As they got out of their cars they hugged each other, both of them extremely happy to get another podium.

After the podium they went to their garage to celebrate with the rest of the team.

A young girl of their PR team taking pictures and videos of the team's celebration.

"Can I take a picture of you with?" the girl asked them.
"Of course" they both replied at the same time.
They got in front of the car and hold their trophies up, just like the girl told them to. The girl took some pics with her camera thanking them afterwards as the three of them got outside to take some more pictures with the whole team.

"Excuse me. Can you send me the photos, you took earlier?" Lydia asked the girl, as went up to her.
"Yes, of course."
Lydia thanked the girl as she went up to her trainer who handed her phone and her water bottle.

Lydia watched her phones screen lighting up as it buzzed.

Charles❤️ sent you a message:"Meet me at my driver's room in 15 min. Let's celebrate together. Everyone will be at the after party"

Charles's hotel room, 11:37 p.m

As Charles returned back to his hotel room he went directly into taking shower, feeling really tired from the whole weekend. The time he spent with the brunette girl in his driver room a while go, still on his mind.

After his shower, he got out of the bathroom with a towel in his left hand, rubbing his wet hair with it. He grabbed his phone and went into Instagram checking his notifications.

@Lydia_Hatzi has mentioned you in a photo they just posted

Charles tapped on the notification opening a photo Lydia posted with the two of them holding their trophies from today's race. It must be one of the photos that girl took before. In the caption was written "Lucky to have you as my teammate".

Seeing the photo of them together and the caption Charles couldn't stop but smile. He felt so lucky for finally being with her. With his Stargirl.