parents by accident ★ charles leclerc

⸻ part 8, what are we?

CHARLES POV

its race day in silverstone and i had to fly out of monaco. i can't stop thinking about isabel, the last time i saw her she was very delicate, she didn't talk, just smiled at me once and went back to sleep. that made me happy but im still worried something might happen and im 2 hours away from her.

i have to admit, Isabel Clara Monet is the girl of my dreams. i love the way she talks, the way she is with kids, especially charlène. the way she laughs. i love her hair that shines to the rays of the sun, her eyes, where i get lost everytime i'm with her. and most importantly, i love HER. everything thats makes Isabel Isabel.

my teammates are pushing me through with this. especially pierre, he's also very sad and down because of her situation. we both have been visiting her countless hours in the hospital even though she doesn't know we're there. i've been checking on with her mom and everything is fine, i actually have to stop being so paranoid. i promised her i would do good for her this weekend, and i will not let her down, although i don't know if shes watching me.

when i was on my way for interviews i spotted charlotte. what was she doing here?! she saw me too and was coming up to me but i hid when an interviewer scared me.

"from who are you hiding, charles?" the interviewer said.

i laughed uncomfortably. "nobody important. now, let's get the interview started."

the interview was going well, all the questions asked were about my career and today's race when suddenly one asked;

"charles, all your fans are dying to know! what is up with charlotte, isabel and you?" a british female interviewer asked.

"umm, what is that?" i pretended to have not listened.

she repeated the question. i faked smile and left with the excuse of "it's time for me to go to the garage, thank you." i hadn't been on socials recently, because ive been devoted to isa. so i'm guessing somebody saw us and it went viral. i was expecting it to happen, and i have a bunch of interviews today so i have to prepare my answers. I really don't want to talk about it, so i'll just try to evade it.

carlos saw me some minutes before we were supposed to be back from interviews. he looked confused.

"mate, what are you doing here? shouldn't you be in interviews?"

"i had to bail. they asked me about Isa."

"oh, your Isa. they asked about mine, about our breakup, i bailed too, i get it."

we spent some minutes talking until they called us for formation lap. i was nervous, i admit. but i knew i'd do good.

end of the race, i ended P1! i was proud of myself, and happy, because i got to be back in monaco for about two weeks and be with isa for more time. charlène came with me, so i saw her after the race and took her to the paddock.

"daddy! you did so well! i love you!" she ran to me and hugged me.

"i love you too my little princess! have you talked to mommy?"