Fifty Shades Of Red | Charles Leclerc

20. Angry Boyfriend Act

Hailey's pov

I take a seat on the other bed, that is basically mine and I stare at Max, waiting for an explanation.

"Each teammate is staying in the same room, we're not the only ones." Max says, laying down now, staring at the ceiling "Except for Carlos, I guess."

"Right." I sigh but it comes out as if I'm annoyed.

"If anything, I didn't expect for you to show up at all." Max sits up a bit, leaning on his elbows "I thought you were staying with Charles."

Shit. What do I say to that now?

I sit on my hands in order not to nervously play with my fingers as I come up with an excuse.

"He didn't offer you to stay at his place?" Max asks suspiciously.

"No, he did...I just refused."

"Why? Don't you want to spend time with your boyfriend?" He asks with an annoyed filled voice.

"I was with Charles just now, I don't have to spend all my time with him."

"And you'd rather stay in a hotel room with me than with your boyfriend?" Max raises his eyebrows.

"You're nice company." I shrug.

Max only looks at me, like he's trying to figure me out. I look away, scared that with just one look he will be able to figure out all my deepest secrets.

"Have you eaten yet?" He finally breaks the silence while I look through my suitcase for something to change into.

As I'm doing so, I come across Charles' hoodie, the one he gave to me when we bumped into each other at the paddock during the night. The hoodie I never returned to him. I take a minute to ask myself why I even brought it with me but I can't find a reason as to why.

I take it out of the suitcase and throw it on my bed to change into it later.

"No, I haven't eaten anything yet." I answer Max's question.

"I'll order something downstairs." He gets up from the bed, walking towards the door "I'll let you get changed."

Once I'm left alone, I walk to the bathroom, putting Charles' hoodie on which is huge on me and still smells like him. I get ready for bed and I lie down, going to Charles' contact, unblocking his number before I can forget to do so.

Why do I think so much about him? Lately, Charles has invaded my brain, refusing to leave. I'm unable to do one simple, everyday task without thinking about those beautiful, green eyes. What is wrong with me?

The front door opening interrupts my thoughts and Max walks in with a box in his hands.

"I got pizza." He walks closer "Is that alright?"

"Yeah it's fine." I say and grab the box when he offers it.

I open it, the smell of the warm pizza hitting my nose, making me realise I'm absolutely famished.

"Aren't you going to eat with me?" I ask Max, who has taken his previous place on his bed.

"I already ate."

Max literally went downstairs just to get food for me because I hadn't eaten yet, and he did all of it while being mad at me. He truly must care.

I start eating a slice of pizza, Max gaze on me the entire time.

"How could you forgive him so easily?" Max asks and I almost burn my tongue "After all he did to you?"

"Everyone deserves a second chance." I answer honestly.