The encounter of a lifetime - Charles Lerclerc

Chapter 76

⚠️ TW: Eating Disorders

Today is the Hungarian Grand Prix. In the qualifying session Charles took pole position with Max just behind him followed by Pierre. It's a really good result for Pierre, it doesn't often happen that he is really happy. With Léa we will spend our day on the circuit. Before the formula 1 race there is an f2 race that we wanted to see. I don't often have the opportunity to see Arthur, Charles' brother, driving so I thought it was the occasion.

Arthur started from third place on the starting grid, but he got off to a very good start and quickly managed to get into second position. Unfortunately, he did not manage to pass first, but still scored good points. We hurry with Léa to go to the podium to congratulate him.

Emma: Congratulations Arthur, you really had a great race!
Arthur: Thank you, I'm glad you watched it.

We talk a bit before he leaves to do his interviews. It is at this moment that we meet Charles, Carlos and Pierre.

Emma: So Pierre you start from the second line, how do you feel?
Pierre: Really good. I hope it will go well. But I even think I can win because I have my lucky charm that will be there.

He leans towards Léa and pulls her a little towards her by the shoulder. She lets out an embarrassed laugh and blushes like a tomato.

Charles: Pierre I remind you that I will be in front of you, don't expect to win anyway.
Carlos: Wow the gentleman took the big head.
Charles: That's how talent is.
Pierre: Leave it Carlos he has always been a big head.
Charles: That's not true.
Emma: Mh yes it's true sorry darling.

Carlos and Pierre chuckle, while Charles glares at me before kissing my forehead.

They leave to get ready for their race while Léa and I are going to have a drink before going to the pits.

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We are halfway through the race. Charles is still in front followed by Max and Pierre. They are all close to each other. Max pushes his tires hard to try to make up for the gap that he and Charles still have. We see a message from his team appear on the screen.

*Pit wall*: Max stops the car.
Max: What?? No!!
*Pit wall*: Max stop the car or it will explode! NOW !
Max: Damn it sucks!

He stands on the side and stops his car which brings a safety car. Thanks to this Pierre finds himself glued to the buttocks of Charles. After a few laps under the safety car, it's time to restart the race. Charles leaves followed very closely by Pierre. He stays behind him for two turns before attempting a move. They are wheel to wheel and just miss touching. But despite everything Charles stays ahead.

The next lap, Charles locks his wheels during a long bend which leaves room for Pierre to pass. There are only a few laps left before the finish. During these laps it's hot between the two, they try to overtake each other several times, but to get close to the checkered flag it's Pierre who is first.

*Pit wall*: Pierre you did it!! You won the Hungarian Grand Prix!
Peter: Woooow! It feels good. Magic.

We race with Léa to be below the podium when they show on it. First it was Sainz who took third place, then Charles who arrived a little disappointed, and finally Pierre. He has a smile from ear to ear. When the trophy is handed to Pierre, he walks towards the barricade and winks at Léa before raising the trophy. And then it's off to the champagne showers. Obviously Charles and Pierre do not fail to put some on us from the top of the podium.

After their interview we join them and decide to meet tonight to party! The boys leave for their post-race meeting with their team while we return with Léa to prepare.

We opted for rather classic outfits, a little black dress for me and a little light pink dress for Léa.

Before we go out I check my phone to see if I have heard from Charles. This is where I see a message from my modeling agency who received the file that my nutritionist sent them. I have already lost 4 kilos with his method and I am rather proud of it. But when I see the message, my smile quickly fades.

Hello Emma, we have received your results. Although they are positive and you are on the right track, we are not losing weight fast enough. This is a problem for one of the contracts we have already signed with you. You have 1 month left to lose another 11 kilos otherwise we will have to break our contract with you.

My world is collapsing. I've always dreamed of becoming a model and I'm not going to let that dream slip away.

***

We join the boys at the hotel restaurant. We want to eat a little something before we go clubbing.

Charles: So baby what are you going to eat?
Emma: A salad.
Charles: Really? Aren't you hungry?
Emma: Not that much.
Charles: You'll be careful not to drink too much then because if you don't eat you risk getting sick quickly.

He's right, if I only eat a salad my body won't take it. I have to lose weight but at the same time my friend has just won his second grand prix of his career and I want to celebrate with him...

Emma: Finally I'm going to have lasagna.

Charles places a kiss on my cheek with a reassured smile.

***

The evening is really good. We have already drunk quite a bit between the bottles of champagne that the boys ordered and the bottles that the club gave us.

We go dancing on the track. Léa begins to move her body to the rhythm of Latin music, and Pierre comes to stand behind her. She jumps at first, but as soon as she sees it's him she relaxes and enjoys the moment. I then move away to give them some privacy.

I take my phone and fall back on the message from my agency that I had left open. I reread it and feel an immense regret filling me. I shouldn't have eaten and drunk so much. They just told me that I might have missed out on my dream if I didn't act and I just did what I wanted.

I decide to go to the bathroom. I only know of one solution to fix what I did. I enter the bathroom stall and put my head in the bowl. I insert two fingers into my mouth and make myself vomit everything I drank or ate tonight. Once everything is out I wash my hands and go out to continue the evening.

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