Cardigan

Chapter Thirteen

Elle POV

Kika dropped me off at Charles. I rolled my luggage to his door, knocking on it.

"Mon chéri?" I look up at him, his face falls as he takes me into his arm without me having to say anything. I wrap my arms around him as he strokes my hair. "Let's get you in, baby," he takes the luggage, and we walk inside.

I curl up on the sofa, and Charles joins not long after.

"He wanted me to choose," I speak. "I couldn't, so he told me to get out, "

"Let me talk to him," I shake my head.

"It won't change anything he was so angry," Charles wipes my tears, pulling me back into him.

"I've got you," he kisses the top of my head. "I've got you,"

Charles POV

It broke me seeing her like this she had finally stopped crying, but I couldn't tell it was hurting her. Arthur and Elle were always together. I don't think I saw Arthur without her.

They helped each other through everything. When my father passed away, she was there when her mother passed away there they always had each other. I needed to speak to him.

"I've messages Kika and Pierre," she lifts her head. "we are going out. I'm putting a smile on your face,"

"You always put a smile on my face,"

"I also want to get your kind of the Arthur situation," she nods, smiling at me.

"Thank you,"

"Come on," I hold my hand out. "Let's clean the mascara off your face," I pull her up and walk her to the bathroom, running the tap. I wet a towel and turned to her, carefully wiping her cheeks, erasing any sign of her crying.

"Beautiful," I say she leans in and kisses me.

"Charles," I nod, looking at her. "I love you," she let's out those words have never meant more to me than they do coming from her mouth.

"I love you too," she smiles, and I pull her in for a kiss. "God, I love you so much," I rest my head on hers.

As much as I hated how her and Arthur were arguing, I'm glad she didn't choose. I couldn't imagine losing her.

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"You two are cheating," Pierre says as the girls laugh together.

"Just face it were better than you two," Kika says, resting her arm on Elle.

"I hate them two together," Pierre and I say in sync.

"They gang up on us. I don't think it's fair," he says.

"I also feel like they'd break up with us to get with each other," I speak.

"I think the exact same look at the two of them acting like their the only two here,"

"Okay, we've decided since you came bowling like we asked the next activity you two can choose," we turn to each other and nod.

"We choose karting,"

"That's not fair," Elle says. "You two are professionals,"

"Sorry, sweetheart, but you said our choice," I say, kissing her cheek and walking towards the karting area.

Elle POV

"I think they've set us up," I say, turning to Kika.

"Definitely," she looks ahead. "The next one, we'll do the bumper cars, and we'll team up on them," i nod high fiving her, walking towards the karts.

Charles smirks at me as I place the helmet in my head he walks over, strapping it up.

"Game on," he winks and walks to his kart. Of course, he chose number 16.

"Kika, i don't know how, but we need to beat them,"

"I've been karting before, but we are up against two F1 drivers we have no chance,"

"I'm prepared to sacrifice myself," she laughs

"How?"

"Place myself in the middle of the track and let you past. I don't know," she looks at me then to them and nods.

"You two can start at the front,"

"How sweet of you," Kika says, getting into her kart. I get into mine, and we both look at each other, putting our thumbs up. We knew what we had to do.

The lights go out, and we set off Kika getting a head start. I see Pierre coming for us, so I go in front of him, forcing him to spin.

"Wooooo," Kika say "that's my girl," Charles was next. He tried to overtake, and I went into the side of him, slightly taking us both out of the race as kika went over the finish line.

"You two are cheaters," Pierre says, taking his helmet off.

"I just didn't know what to do," I innocently say.

"Don't play thst act amour you went karting with Arthur," Charles says.

"You two are just sore losers," Kika says, walking over to "is she high fives me."we make a great team,"

"A great pair of cheaters," Pierre frowns.