CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT | Charles Leclerc

Chapter 13

Luci's pov

Olive and I arrived at the track but Charles was no where to be seen. He hadn't sent me any further message either so I found a seat outside the conference area as Olive had to do something else before our proper work started for the day.

While I was sat I really started to over think everything that could be said in the conversation. These past 24 hours have been seriously the craziest in a long time. Like, Charles has made me feel a way I've never felt before. I feel nervous around him, he makes me feel excited - or maybe it's all just nerves. I honestly don't know. I really don't know much. I still don't know if he was the guy who caught me in the club the day before we met, and if it was, whether he'd even remember that interaction. I still don't know what happened last night and why he seemed to change attitude so quickly, as I'm sure I caught him looking at me differently before - like he felt the same about me.

One thing I did know was the shadow that figure that was slowly coming into my eyeline was his, and now I couldn't worry about what was going to happen any longer.

I swiftly stood up and greeted him with a simple 'hi' when he approached me, questioning whether i should go in for a hug or shake his hand, but I ended up standing there, frozen, like a fool.

"Hi, I'm so sorry I hope im not late. I didn't keep you waiting, did I?"
He seemed different, it was like someone had sucked all the confidence out of the man. He couldn't make eye contact. He seemed guilty, upset.

"No, no, don't worry. What was it you wanted to talk about?" I questioned, not fully sure how to respond to the situation any longer.

He looked down toward his feet, again, avoiding eye contact as he cleared his throat. I really had no idea of how to read the conversation now. I thought I had blown my chance somehow, but maybe there was a chance he was here to apologise? Or explain what happened?

"I-" he stuttered. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I got angry yesterday. Something came over me." He cracked his knuckles, as if to show he's just as confused about how he acted as I am.
"I don't know why, but when you were dancing with that guy, I felt so jealous. Like I wanted to be him. But that's stupid. Right? Like, we only just met." He stopped himself from going any further.

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I think he's just confused this situation a whole lot more. What is he trying to say? He's jealous, but it's stupid? Is it really? God thus reminds me why I hate men...

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"Charles, I don't get what you mean, and I need to go to work. Are you sorry? I just don't get it." I feel like one of those complicated main characters in a romcom, but I really don't understand him.

"I am sorry, Luci. I'd love a fresh start. Please."

I sigh and agree, no longer wanting this conversation to continue.

"I need to go now, Charles. I'll see you around." He nods and waves as I turn around and attempt to find Olive.

I seriously have no clue what to do or how to feel now. Was Charles really being sincere? It maybe this is what he does to all his conquests that he throws away when he gets bored. Maybe I'm just another girl...

-Authors Note-
GIRL Luci is so delulu she doesn't even know, I'm screaming at her and I'm literally writing it.
Anyways Charles is a mushy mess bless him, he's so in love he doesn't know what to do 😭
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Finally, I'm sorry the last few chapters have been shorter, I'm still ill but I'm trying to get chapters out as much as possible so pls bare with me!!
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