Casseè girl

Chapter 16 ~ steam room

I woke up with less duvet than usual, when I looked to my right I saw a piece of his blonde hair. The smile on my face grew and I wrapped my arms around his neck and shoulders.

'Good morning.' His sleepy voice croaked.

'Mornin.' I said while burying a kiss on the top of his head.

. . .

'Y/n ?' Arthur asked from behind the bathroom door.

'What's up ?' I replied sitting up on the bed.

The door cracked open and he stepped out.

I let out a howl of a laugh when I saw him.

'What?' He grinned.

'Why are you wearing that?' I tried to catch my breath but I was almost on the floor giggling.

'Calm down Mon Cheri, I got you one too. Let's go to the spa.' He threw a dressing gown at me two.

'I'll get changed when we get there.' I snickered.

. . .

'Hi, how may I help you two today ?' Asked a lady at the hotels spa.

I wasn't paying attention and Arthur talked to her.

'Okay, just wait here, I'll be back to show you where you need to go.' She said walking away.

'Y/n.' Arthur whispered to catch my attention again.

'Yeah ?' I wondered what it was.

'Take a photo in that mirror.' He instructed.
'So the fans still think we are dating.'

I hated these constant reminders.

But, maybe, it was better that we kept it fake. So that we don't hurt each other.

Soon, the lady came back.

'The sauna is currently the only thing open but if you go in everything else should be ready before you come back out.' She told us.

We went to the sauna and just sat in there for a short moment, staring at each other.

We both burst into laughter.

God how I had missed this.

'I missed this.' I told him.

'Same, I missed you.' He replied.

It felt like as he had said that, someone had turned the heat in this tiny wooden room up to 100 degrees.

I removed my dressing gown to reveal my navy blue bikini. He looked at me as if I was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

'Can I ask you something?' I said to break the sudden silence.

'Anything.' He snapped out of his trance like stare.

'What were you going to tell me on the phone. The night that you heard Charles in the background.'

I put both of my hands behind me and I leaned on them while looking at Arthur, waiting for his reply.

'I can't remember.' I could see in his eyes that he was hiding something.

'You can tell me.' I pushed.

'It doesn't matter.' He excused.

The lady soon came to get us out of the sauna.

For the whole morning she was running us around the spa and using creams and lotions on our backs while me and Arthur just giggled at how stupid we both looked.

We talked a lot.

We planned out what we'd do once we reach Monaco. We talked about the wedding in Monaco and how we'd go together. How I dreamt of going to the beach there. He also invited me to stay on his family yacht for a weekend.

. . .

Later on, Arthur managed to drag me out of the hotel room and to the race track.

He sat me down in a fancy box with a drink and a great view and I watched his blue and black race car drive around the circuit.

It was only practice 2 because I had missed practice 1 but once he crossed the finish line I ran down the stairs and went to go a great him.

'Y/n.' I heard a confused voice ask from behind me.

'Oh, hi Charles.' I awkwardly replied.

'What are you doing here I thought that you and Arthur broke up.' He questioned.

'Well um...' I struggled to get my words out.

'We got back together.' Said Arthur, coming over and stealing the spotlight.

'Good pract-' began Charles.

Arthur turned my head by putting his finger on my chin. He pulled me closer and kissed me for the first time since Charles had.

It was great. Perfect. What I had missed for so long.

But when we separated Charles was gone, he had ran back inside to get away from us.

I felt bad for the way I had ditched Charles but I felt worse for cheating on my fake boyfriend with Charles.

These boys were killing me.

And they were brothers too. They were once so close and then I came along and messed with both of them.

. . .

Ignoring what had happened, Arthur went back to the motor home to get dressed as he wasn't aloud to bring his race suit or fireproofs home unless they weren't in use.

I headed up to the box to wait for him.

When he came up to meet me he put his hands on my waist.

'I've seen someone with a camera, kiss me.' He demanded.

'Easy mate.' I laughed, putting our faces together and stroking his face with my hands.

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Hope you all enjoyed this chapter, more soon, thanks for all the support ~ y/a