King of my heart

Coldplay concert

As I was getting ready to go to the gym with Charles, my phone began to ring from the living room. I quickly located the device and answered the facetime call from Grace, who I hadn't spoken to in a few weeks at this point. "Y/n! How have you been?" she asked in a rather excited tone which made me slightly puzzled as she would never normally talk like that. "I'm great thanks. Just getting ready to go to the gym and then I have a concert later. How are you doing?" I replied. "Yeah I'm good thanks, finally moved out of my mum's house and bought a place with Alfie." she said, happiness and excitement clearly evident in her voice. "Oh wow, I'm so happy for you. I know how much you've wanted to do that!" I smiled. "Yeah there was a lot to move but I eventually got it all out. Could have done with your help though." she sighed. "I know I'm sorry. I have missed you, it's just been super busy. Perhaps you could come to a grand prix and stay in Monaco for a bit? You could bring Alfie as well if he wants to come." I told her honestly. "Yeah that would be nice. We'd just need to work out what date we're free and then look at ticket availability and prices. Not to mention hotel and travel costs as well." Grace laughed. "I'm sure I could ask Charles if he could get you some tickets for the weekend. That probably wouldn't cover flights or hotels though." I told her a hint of hope in my voice that she would accept the offer. "That would be lovely y/n/n, and don't worry about flights or accommodation. I'm sure Alfie and I can sort something when the time comes." she informed me with a bright smile. "Ok, I will ask Charles in a bit, but we need to head of to the gym now. I will talk to you later, love you." I said before ending the call and gathering the rest of my stuff. 

Once we were finally ready, Charles and I made our way out of the apartment and walked over to the gym where we met up with Andrea. Him and Charles went over into one corner to carry out his specific training whilst I started warming up on the treadmill before going over to the weights section. I had never really been to a gym before as I never had the time or money when I was younger. But now, I was taking the opportunity to get into better shape and be the best version of myself because any time I worked out, even if it was just for half an hour, I always felt so much better afterwards. It was even better when I had a gym partner as good looking as Charles. Occasionally I would glance over at him to see how he was getting on and also because he looked so good whenever he worked out. How anyone could ever look that good, I would never know. But Charles looked amazing no matter what he was doing. I was still amazed at the amount of work all of the drivers out in, in terms of training their bodies to be performing at the optimum level. All of the neck exercises especially looked absolutely brutal but every time I watched him, he performed one move after the other almost effortlessly. I suppose this is why F1 drivers are said to be some of the best athletes out there, because they have to push their bodies to the limit almost every weekend and not crack under the pressure. 

I continued with my usual routine until I was almost completely tired out and I had no energy to do anymore. My workout finished a few minutes before Charles did so I took the time to do some stretches and cool down a bit before we would head back to the apartment to get ready for this evening. I put my headphones back on and played some relaxing music whilst I took the time to stretch and roll out my muscles so they hopefully wouldn't hurt as much later. I had almost finished when Charles crept up behind me and picked me up to throw me over his shoulder. "What the hell are you doing?" I yelled, surprised at the sudden contact. "We... are heading off home now. Gym session is finished." he laughed, still holding me over his shoulder. "You can put me down you know." I replied in a slightly amused tone. "Nah it's quite fun don't you think. Plus it saves you from walking back." he said, adjusting his grip on my legs. "Well could I at least have a piggy back then. I would rather the whole of Monaco didn't see me with my butt in the air. I don't think you'd want people looking either." I smirked despite the fact that he couldn't see my face. "Ok yeah good point." Charles sighed as he spun me around so that I could wrap my legs around his torso as my arms hung loosely over his shoulders.