Till you Remember Me

Chapter 4

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to..", she said turning around to see a face she had seen before, only this time he wasn't wearing a red shirt with a ferrari logo on it, and he wasn't on the screen of a phone. He was wearing a white sweatshirt, with a pair of light blue pants, and a pair of all white Adidas. It felt like a scene from a movie, both of them looking at each other. Marcella finally managed to snap out of whatever trance she was in, and before she could say anything, she heard his voice for the first time. "Don't worry, I saw you were distracted taking pictures around the lobby.", he said with an accent that just melted her. Wait, if he saw she was distracted did that mean that he was paying attention to her. "Oh, yeah", she chuckle, "It's a beautiful lobby, so...", Marcella couldn't really think, and she was embarrassed to look at him. He took a step closer to her, "I'm Charles by the way, nice to meet you.", he said extending his hand out to her. Marcella, knew who he was, but she wasn't just gonna be like, "Oh yeah, I know who you are. You're one of the two drivers that drives for the Ferrari Formula one team." she thought in her head, which didn't sound correct to say. She looked up to face him and once again those green eyes captured her, but she manage to get back in reality. Marcella extended her hand and grab his to shake, "I'm Marcella, nice to meet you too." she said in a low voice.

His smile was one of a kind, simple but charismatic. "That's a beautiful name, does it have any special meaning?"he asked. She was surprise by this question, no one has ever asked her what the meaning of her name was, even though she knew the meaning she was still surprised. "It means warlike, strong young warrior.", she said in a low voice looking at him. "I like it, soft yet a strong meaning behind it", he said.

Francesca walked up to them and was confused, "Marcella...I've got the key.", she said. Charles looked at her friend and extend his hand to Francesca. "Nice to meet you, I'm Charles", he said looking at her. Franz looked at Marcella with a shocked look in her face. "I'm Francesca, but you can call me Franz. Nice to meet you too.", she said shaking his hand. Charles looked back at Marcella, and he couldn't get his eyes off her, thats when someone tap on his shoulder, "Come on, we are gonna be late.", the guy told Charles. "Alright", Charles responded. He looked back to Marcella, "It was nice meeting you Ms. Young Warrior. and you too Francesca", he said looking at both girls before turning and walking towards the exit, where you could hear people screaming his name and cameras flashing.

"Who was that girl Charles?", the guy sitting next to him in the car asked. "Her name is Marcella, she accidentally bumped into me while taking pictures. Beautiful girl isn't she Lorenzo.", he told his brother. Lorenzo Leclerc was Charles older brother, the only brother out of the three who didn't go into motorsport. "Yeah, she looks pretty, don't tell me you have fallen for her just after meeting her?," Lorenzo asked with a chuckle. The car went silence. Charles didn't answer his brother, he had just met her and didn't know anything about her beside her name and what it meant, also that her friend was named Francesca. But he couldn't help feel some type of way for her, she was beautiful. She didn't look like your typical girl that he would be around and so often meet. "I don't know, something about her did grab my attention though, and I can't put my finger on it.", he said, breaking the silence in the car.

"You just met Charles Leclerc!" Francesca said enthusiastically while putting her bag in her bed. Marcella closed the door behind her, pulling her luggage into the room. She couldn't stop thinking about his smile, and those green eyes. "Hello, earth to Marcella", Franz said looking at girl who standing in front her looking out into space. "YO MARCELLA", she shouted, Marcella looked at her, "Yes?, no need to scream", she replied to Franz. "Well, you're staring off into space, are you okay?" Francesca said. "I'm fine, just a bit tired I guess", Marcella replied. It was a lie. She wasn't tired, she just didn't feel like telling Franz about how he heart was beating faster than ever before, and how she couldn't stop thinking about that interaction. If she told her, she wouldn't hear the end of it and what she should do about it. The reality of it was that she would probably see him at the paddock, but he would be too busy to notice her, and also after this week, she wouldn't see him. Now there was a possibility that they would see each other, because of Imola, Italy, but Marcella wouldn't be able to attend since she was schedule to travel to New York that week with her father.

Francesca was still tired, which was surprising since she slept the whole way here. Marcella was on her computer in bed checking her emails making sure she didn't miss anything and everything was up to date. She would ask herself sometimes, why she even bother getting a degree in mechanical engineering if she didn't use it at all. Working with her dad, meant she would be all business. She decided to go on youtube and look at the previous videos of the races in Bahrain. It must be amazing working in formula one, with all the cars and being near them, she thought to herself. She fell asleep. "Hey Marcella, good strategy! Thanks to you Charles did good on the race and got P2! Good Job!", said Mattia Binotto, the team principal of Scuderia Ferrari. "Thank you Mattia, I appreciate it!", Marcella said with a smile on her face. "Charles Congrats", said a reported. Charles looked around and saw Marcella standing by the Ferrari garage, he walks up to her and takes his helmet off, grabs her by the waist and pulls her in for a kiss. "Thank you", he said before given her another kiss. Marcella wakes up and puts her hand on her lips. It was just a dream , she thought. She looked outside the window and saw that the sun was starting to go down, she looked at Francesca and saw that she was still sleeping. She figured she should order room service which is what she did.

"Hey Carlos, sorry I'm late mate.", Charles said walking towards his sit at the restaurant. "It's okay cabron, for a second I thought you forgot", he said laughing. Both Lorenzo and Charles sat next to each other and in front of them were Carlos Sainz and Isa, who happened to be Carlo's girlfriend. "It feels like it's been forever since I last saw you Isa. How have you been?", asked Charles looking at Isa. "I've been good, busy with work. How about you?", she asked and she picked up her glass of wine. "I've been good, getting ready for this season.", he said. They all talked for a while, ordered some food and talked about what they did during the break. Isa got up to use the restroom and left the boys by themselves. "So any girlfriend Charles?", asked Carlos putting his drink down. Charles took a bite of his food, and looked up at Carlos, who was looking at him waiting for his answer. "Today he bumped into a girl at the hotel lobby", said Lorenzo. Carlos looked at Lorenzo surprise and then turned his attention to Charles. Before Carlos could say anything Isa came back from the bathroom and sat down, she looked at the boys and noticed the table was quitter than usual, "Is everything okay, did I miss something?", she asked. Charles looked at Carlos and at Isa. Before Carlos could say anything, Charles decided to take the opportunity to bring in a different topic.

It was almost eleven, and they were still at the restaurant. At this point they had finish their dinner, and they were drinking. After a fun night, they decided to head back to the hotel, on their way out Carlos grabs Charles and pulls him to the side. "Are you alright?", asked Carlos. "Yeah, I'm fine", Charles replied back.

On the drive back to the hotel, Charles was talking with Lorenzo. It was nice to have his older brother come support him during his races when he could. They arrived and luckily it was pretty late, so no fans or flashlight. Walking through the lobby, Charles thought about the first time he met Marcella, a beautiful girl that brought a smile to his face. He went up to his room, changed clothes and got into bed. He was excited and nervous about this week, but this is what he lived for, and this year he want that world championship more than anything. That was his goal.