"I wished I could just stay there forever. Looking at her. All of her."
When Luciena Ramirez and Charles Leclerc first meet, they instantly notice a connection, but how will Luci cope with finding love with someone constantly under the cameras? Will...
Apparently the flashes in my eyes were not me losing consciousness from a kiss I felt like I'd waited a million years for, and, in fact, was a bunch of paparazzi that had found us here. In my apartment block.
And to make it even better, the look on Charles face does not seem best pleased.
He looked angry, and... embarrassed?? All I could work out was whatever the look was - it made my stomach twist and turn.
Was this a mistake?
******
"At least you look hot" my best friend said as she sat next to me in an attempt to comfort me.
Charles and I decided not to go out in the end, in case people tried to follow us as it would ruin our evening. Which resulted in me spending the rest of the evening crying into a tub of ice cream (cliche I know).
I looked over at my friends phone. It was a picture of me and Charles.
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"Mysterious bird?" I shout pushing away my friends phone in pure anger. "How the fuck do they think that's okay? What happened to feminism? Woman's rights?" I throw my head onto my pillow, like a toddler having a tantrum. But I think this one is justified.
"It's not the best is it" Olive states obviously but attempting to be helpful. "At least they don't know who you are?"
She's right. "They don't know who I am, other than being a mysterious bird but they do now know where I live, which really isn't any better" I look toward my best friend for any further help, but she just looks at me and sighs with defeat.
It's so funny how what felt like the best time ever, had resulted in the worst consequences ever. Can't I just have one thing go right?
*bzz bzz*
I practically jump out of my skin as if I had never heard a phone notification before.
The screen of my phone lights up as I pick it up off my pillow and I wince at the words I read at the bottom of my screen.
Twitter: @ f1gossips : Charles Leclerc seems to have moved on quickly from ex girlfriend Charlotte Sine as he's seen embracing with new girl in Monégasque apartment lobby.
Twitter. The site where anyone who even comes close to a driver gets ripped apart within seconds. Just perfect.
I show it to Olive who's eyes widen at the tweet.
"At least they didn't call you a bird this time?" She says attempting to make light of the situation, which works, as I let out a small giggle. "I wouldn't bother looking at the replies tho Luc, it'll be a bunch of 13 year olds calling you ugly thinking they have a chance with a man double their age."
She was just too late as I'd already started scrolling through the hundreds of replies. Some, were fine. Just the expected 'who is she?' Or 'wasn't he just with another girl?' All the expected replies, but some, were definitely personal.
@ charlesleclerclvr789 : she's probably way worse than his other exes - snogging in an apartment lobby? How unattractive of her.
@ ferraricl162023 : probably just another money hungry whore. No one deserves him. Especially not this bitch
@ ch4rles1smybfn0ty0u : I already can't stand her. Why's she grabbing him like that? Probably will take all his money and fame then leave. Bring back Charlotte smh 🙄
"Well people definitely hate me already!" I say as I continue to scroll through the god awful comments being indirectly thrown my way.
Olive looks at me again with the same look of pity she has done for the entire evening. "Why don't you call him or text him? It's also kind of his problem too."
It is his problem. If it wasn't for his silly fans we wouldn't be in this mess and instead would be able to just easily explore whatever is going on between us. But I feel wrong blaming him solely. I mean, I let him kiss me in my apartment lobby forgetting that he as a celeb would probably have freaky fans and paparazzi following him everywhere. Honestly I'm surprised no one asked him for an autograph mid kiss.
But maybe I should text him. Just to work out what's going on...
Charles
| Hi Charles, I'm sorry about everything that happened today. I just wanted to ask if you'd seen the articles and twitter posts speculating who I am and calling me rather unkind things. I am entirely not blaming you for what happened, but I would like to know what you think we should do as I really am not in the place to deal with hundreds of people calling me horrible things all over social media. Thanks. Luci.
And send. And breathe.
At least that lifted at least a pound of wait off my shoulder. And I hope that he has at least some idea of what to do, because I sure as hell don't.
-Authors Note- Big big big things happening!! And I'm excited to write what happens next!!!! And oh..my..god.. that article (that's really not very complex or impressive) took me an embarrassing amount of time because I went through about 50 million different fonts for the title, but I hope you like it!! I was trying to do something a little bit different to mix up how my chapters look :) ALSO very importantly, no hate to Charlotte or any of Charles' exes that may get mentioned briefly at points of the story. I won't be using them as main parts just because I personally don't feel that it's what I want to do, but they may get mentioned every now and again if the topic of exes ever comes up which I hope is okay!! Love you lots, Bels xo
