Perfect Disaster-Charles Leclerc

eight

"You kissed him?"

I shake my head to answer Laura, we stood still, helpless both of us, fear coursing through my veins even as her eyes faded, our lips brushed against each other for a second, a single second that I wanted to finally give in to, I wanted to fall into the temptation called Max vestappen. When he took me back to the hotel, I could barely take hold of the situation and figure out what to do next, I could still feel the thrill of his hands on me and wish they had never left their positions.

"too fast?"

it relates to this contact, I know how much self-control he had to exercise over himself, when he quickly turned away from me he had a clenched fist and his eyes just as closed, they couldn't find mine. That alchemy between us was new, never experienced before and I didn't think it was possible between us. I shake my head and search for his sea-blue eyes that I find, finally, there waiting for me

"It's alright"

I lean my head as far as I can against his shoulder and he rests his hand on my leg just like when we left the hotel. His words still ring in my head

"how did you get into my head so quickly" his whispered words

"I'm afraid of hurting you April, it mustn't happen, you're too special."

It's been years since I've heard such sweet words towards me, such caring, being the second or the one who once became your girlfriend disappears is hateful, you learn to have to take care of yourself, constantly and even when you're down you have to know what buttons to touch to get back up. I am lucky to have Lau who knows perfectly when and where, always at the right time, she is a thousand guys, she is the kind of person everyone should have. Max though is showing me what it means to feel loved, he's teaching me and I don't want to miss any lessons.

"Check your phone!"
Laura screams from the bathroom and runs in my direction, turns hers around and shows me Max's story, the kiss on the forehead he gave me tonight in the lobby, some of the guys must have taken a picture. A small smile breaks out on my face and Lau tickles me and we end up lying on the bed laughing

"you made an impression, baby girl eh" maybe the story didn't get into her head

"we almost kissed, stupid"

I shout in her direction. We hear a knock on the door just as she had decided to pillow fight. I run to open the door in short cycling shorts and a short t-shirt aka my pyjamas

"I must return these to you"

I look at the glasses in Charles' hands, I square him, he is tired

"are you drunk?"

He steps closer and I take a step back, shoving the door open, his little smile back on his face, that mischievous, naughty smile.

"If I had been nice enough to get you into bed like he did, you would have fallen already"

I step forward as he lifts his head and looks me in the eye, looking for weakness, but he doesn't know I'm familiar with guys like that. I take his glasses from his hand

"i'm not your type leclerc, guess what? I don't like the beautiful and impossible"

I give him a wink and close the door without waiting for a reply. I lean against the door and wait for Laura to say something

"what was that?"

I look up from the floor and meet his dark eyes

"two who hate each other or rather: can't see each other"