Monaco's royalties || Charles Leclerc

Misunderstanding

Charles' pov:

I get into her room and stand in one place like I'm glued to the floor. I take a look around and see all the family pictures on her walls. It would be obvious to anyone that most of them are without her sister. Probably because she wasn't around that much. 

"I'm okay, Charles, no need to be that awkward..." She finally speaks up after a long silence.

"Can I sit here?" I say pointing at one chair in front of her bed that she was sitting on. She nods so I turn the chair around so I can face her while we talk.

"What happened at the race? You seemed off at the podium and now seeing you like that- "

"Oh, come on, Charles... It's not like you really care. No one does, since my sister came out of the dead and started showing off." Why is she acting like that? I'm literally just trying to be nice, what the hell?!

"Look, I am trying to help you here, you need to calm down so we can talk normally."

"Or what?" This came out more as a whisper than an actual sentence and it took me by surprise. What does she even mean? She either lets me help her or struggles alone, it's her choice. My thoughts get interrupted as she leans closer to me with a whole new look in her eyes. She didn't look sad anymore. She looked kinda-

As I am still unable to move I hear the door open and see Belle standing there in shock. As I expect her to leave, she comes in and closes the door.

"What in the actual fuck do you think you are doing?" Is she talking to me or to her sister? Or to both?

"None of your business, Belle." After I heard that I realized that there was no way of this conversation going well while Clara was here acting immature so I tried to take things in my hands.

"Belle, can we please talk somewhere else?" She looks at me angry and unsure. "Please." When I said that she finally agreed.

"Fine, follow me." I stand up and do as she says when I hear footsteps behind me.

"Clara, what are you even trying to do here? Go back to your room." After Belle says that she walks her sister back and we are finally left in peace. Well... if you can call it peace since I have to explain why was I that close to Clara. We go out and sit on a bench in their garden. It was beautiful with a lot of flowers and lights since it was already dark outside. While I'm thinking about it, I can feel her eyes on me waiting for an explanation. Right, I almost forgot about that...

"Look, I don't want to make her seem like the bad person in the situation but she was the one who tried to kiss me. I just went to her room so I can check on her. She didn't come back to the table for a long time and no one seemed to care so I got worried. I swear, nothing happened, I didn't even touch her, and I would never- Wait why are you smiling?"

"You don't need to explain it to me like we are married, Charles. The first sentence was more than enough." She giggles while saying that which makes me even more confused. I guess she saw that so she kept talking. "It's not like we both don't see that my sister is trying to get your attention every time she can. It's okay, she is the one who needs to talk not you."

"Then why didn't you stop me but let me continue? I was stressed."

"Well, let's say that I enjoyed seeing you sweat." After saying that she winks at me and goes back inside. What the hell did just happen? 

I look at my phone and see that it is already too late so I go back to thank them for the dinner and say goodbye to everyone by saying that I am too tired after the race. While I'm driving back home, my phone rings and I see Pierre's name on the screen. I pick up and regret that decision after a second when the loud music around him gets into my ear. All the drivers and their girlfriends were out at the club where we go after every Grand Prix in Monaco. I had to say no to them because of the dinner, which honestly upset me a little bit.

"Heeeyy, matee! Come here, we miss youu!" Oh my god, he is so drunk... But that wasn't a bad idea though. Why wouldn't I go? It's a tradition after all.

"Alright, why not. I'm on my way." After saying that I end the call so I can drive. I arrive not more than 10 minutes later and get inside. 

Way too much alcohol later, I decided to post a story with the boys. We had a lot of fun but I knew I will regret it in the morning. Lando drives me home and some others to their hotels since he drank the least of us. I will just go on a run and get my car tomorrow. I get ready for bed and it took me a lot of time to fall asleep as the room was spinning in my head but finally, I found myself in peace not even taking a look at my phone.