6 years, 4 months and forever

11. Hello beautiful

"Charles I can't believe you made me late for landos flight just so I'd have to leave with you", you said putting the last few items of clothing into your pink suitcase, "I'm sorry mon amour but I feel like i haven't seen you all weekend so I decided to be selfish and force you to spend a few hours alone with me and Carlos", you laughed as you struggled to zip up your suitcase. Charles walked over to your picked you up off the floor and placed you on the suitcase as he knelt down to zip up your suitcase, "char I could've done it you know" you said rolling your eyes, "I know angel but why should you have to do it yourself when I'm here, and stop rolling your eyes at me or I'll give you a reason to roll them", you placed your shoes on and carried your suitcase out of the hotel and into the car. Again his hand glued to your thigh, he made you feel so safe and protected when doing something so simple such as driving. "Do you remember the whistle", you nodded. Ever since you were 13 you and Charles would whistle to each other when u missed each other, it started when you lived next to one another and your window faced each other, to when he used to cart, to when he did press conferences, little did he know every night before you went to bed you would sit at the window and do that whistle in hopes he would come back. "He whistled"- "how can you miss me I'm sat right next to you char"- " yes mon amour but I can't kiss you"- "are you moving back in with me char"- "if you want me to angel", you nodded. It was a scary decision to go from not seeing each other for four months to living with each other again but why wouldn't you want to spend every day with him.

By the time you were sat on the plane all you wanted to do was sleep, you and Charles discussed how the next three weeks would work as you were leaving for London on Thursday for a work week then by the time you got back Charles was leaving for a two weekend race. This guaranteed no time together for three weeks so you had to make up for that now. One of the biggest problems before was how little you valued your career so you spent most time at home alone watching Charles race whilst writing reports, a truly depressing affair. This time you were mainly working with premier league football writing interviews and articles. It felt nice to be passionate about something other than Charles. The sat down next to you on the plane and placed his head on your shoulder within seconds he was asleep, you pulled out your phone and took a quick picture which you captioned "sleepy sucderia", before you moved your head over his and feel asleep.

Getting off the plane Charles refused to let you push your own suitcase to his car, you laughed when you saw his 488 posts and the size of your suitcase, "give me the suitcases I need to pick my g-wagon up and I need to stop by my mamas to see Jaques", he refused to pass you the suitcases instead he just walked over to the other car park. "Well when we've been to your mamas we can stop at mine then come back for my car". You unlocked your car and climbed in the drivers seat as Charles loaded the suitcases into the boot which was bigger than Charles front seats, he sat in the passenger seat and started fiddling with the music "first you were a McLaren top to my race and I forgot you drive a Mercedes car"- "I need the space, have you meet my family" he laughed he knew your family as well as he knew his own. You arrived at your mothers and everyone including Charles mama and siblings were at at the dining table, you immediately ran to your mama kissing her in the cheek "oh mama I've missed you" - she hugged you back and then she noticed Charles who was conversing with his family, "lucky I made enough food for two more", Charles sat next to you and began questioning who the other guy sat at that end of the table was, "oh that's Alex, he's a doctor, mamas been trying to get me to go on a date with him since we broke up but I've been to busy and two depressed to even text him back"- "so you mean your mama invited a date for you to dinner"- "I did text her and tell her I would be here in time for dinner, I didn't think you'd be coming because you were usually to tired to come out with me after a race"- "so he's been texting you?", you laughed noticing Charles's is getting jealous "yes, just simple things though like hello beautiful your mama told me you were this weekend but I've just seen you at the cricket in sky sports so I guess not". Charles pulled his face as his mother introduced him to the guest "oh Alex this is my son Charles he's an f1 driver", Alex just smiled. It was pretty strange they never introduced him as your boyfriend but little things like that aren't worth overthinking, Charles on the other hand has clearly taken it to heart as he put his hand over yours which rested on the table, he spent the whole dinner with his arm around you, holding your hand or with a hand rested in your thigh. After dinner was finished you stood up to begin collecting plates and Charles followed mirroring your actions. "You know I don't like it right mon amour" Charles said as he pushed your hips tight between him and the counter behind you, you moved your hands to his face "char there's nothing to like, I don't even know him", he somehow closed the invisible space between you as he kissed your neck "he thinks he has a chance and I hate it", you moved the hair from your neck and turned it over, letting Charles see what he did to you just under a week ago, he was restlessly kissing your neck and moving your hips back into forth into him and you could feel him hardening at the sound of your little moans and whimpers in his ear, someone cleared there throat, "oh Alex I'm sorry"- you said pushing Charles away from you but he refused to allow you space-"did you need anything", before Alex even had chance to respond Charles was looking so deep into your eyes when he said "why are you apologising it sounded like you loved it mon amour". He drove you crazy, making you want him in new ways every day. "I think we should go Charles, you seem pretty tired", he nodded as you walked away to wish your mama good bye and check for the 1395th that Jaques was okay. Due to you concern that your brother had worsened his injury you had been completely oblivious to the text message Charles received in the airport from his mother, which informed him of Alex's presence at dinner or that fact when they were greeting each other she had slipped him a ring.