STARBOY

Kiss you

"Now!!"

I send the text to Pierre, making sure no one sees it, and put the phone down on the table. I see Pierre poke his head out from my bedroom, our eyes meet for a second and I nod discreetly at him and rise, accidentally knocking out my glass of juice all over the table.

"Oh my god no!"

I gasped as juice flowed over the small table, creating a moment of chaos between my brothers, mom, and me. Enough to keep their focus on what's happening here and not inside, where Pierre is sprinting for the front door and making his escape.

"I'll get some towels!"

I hurry inside, and to my relief, I can hear the front door close just as Charles comes in after me.

"Ines for real! How can you be this clumsy"

He grabbed the paper roll from the countertop and hit me with it on the head.

"What? It's not like it's any news!"

I nudge his shoulder grab the paper roll from him and head out to help clean up the mess I 'accidentally' created.

"So how did your date go yesterday?"

We're finally seated again, trying once more to enjoy breakfast together. When Arthur asks the question I look at Charles slightly panicked. I don't want Arthur to worry...

"Oh, I had to cancel... I got such bad migraine on the way to the restaurant. Charles took me home instead"

"That's too bad. You could use a good..."

Mom and Charles give him a look of warning and he shuts up before he finishes his sentence. I only laugh and lean back in my chair, sipping on my coffee.

"I get plenty of good fucks Arthur, don't worry"

"Ines! Language!"

Mom looks shocked at me and I mouth sorry to her, but smile mischievously at Arthur that's laughing his ass off. Charles however looks like someone just told him dinosaurs exist again.

......

"Come on Charles, come on!"

Mom and I are standing side by side in the Ferrari garage, watching the ongoing race. Charles is leading the race with only 5 laps left, but Max Verstappen is close on his tail and tries to overtake every chance he gets. Charles however shows no signs of letting the Dutch driver take his position and everyone is holding their breath. No mistakes now... no mistakes, please. 4 laps left... 3 laps... 2 laps... the last lap, Charles is still leading and I can feel the adrenaline pump through my body as I watch him come around the last corner.

"AND ITS CHARLES LECLERC THAT WINS HIS HOME GRAND PRIX"

"Oh my god! Mom, he did it! He did it!"

We hug each other and join the team as they hurry over to Parc Ferme to celebrate Charles's victory together with him. He climbs out of his car and I feel like I can explode because I'm so proud. He runs up to the team and jumps into their waiting arms, then he moves on to Arthur and Mom and finally, it's my turn.

"Charles! I'm so proud of you!"

I kiss his helmet and hug him tightly, suddenly realizing I'm crying.

"I hope those are tears of joy sis"

I can tell he's smiling, he has that glimmer in his eyes. He wipes my tears and wink.

"We're celebrating tonight, you need to come"

"Of course, I'll come! Now go, it's your turn to be interviewed"