CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT | Charles Leclerc

Chapter 18

Charles' pov

Trying to calm down the night before your home race when all you can think about is how you may have ruined the girl you're obsessed with's life is not an easy task.

My mind won't leave it alone. Her face when she realised what was going on around us. I can't even imagine how she's feeling now, I've seen the articles that have already been released - they're revolting. I just hope she's not seen them, but it would be anytime now...

"It's not your fault." Pierre says from the other side of the room, probably sensing my annoyance. "You didn't expect a million people to invade your moment. If it's anyone's fault it's the press."

Technically, he was correct. But all I could feel was overwhelming guilt. "Pierre, I should've known, it's happened before. I should've expected the worst." I pressed my palms into my eyes in pure frustration, but in that moment I feel a vibration on the table beside my bed.

It was Luci.

I look across the room to Pierre, again, who could tell it was from her solely by my face. "Read it then?" He says, almost impatiently, which makes me immediately turn to pick up my phone.

'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.'

Fuck.

I think i felt my eyes start to water. Shit, I'd never felt like this for a girl and look how I've made her feel?!

As soon as I saw her for the first time in that club I knew I needed her. God, I wonder if she even knew that was me, whether she felt the same in that moment. When I saw her again as an interviewer, I thought it was fate. But now? I don't know, I've ruined it I think. What if she'll never trust me again? What if she can't deal with it so leaves? I don't know how I'd be without her in my life now. All I can think about is her.

Luci

|Luci, i'm so so sorry, I should've expected this to happen, I just can't believe how stupid I was to not. I can release a statement, talk about it at the race tomorrow, contact the newspapers who've released it. Please, whatever you think is the best I'll do. I am so sorry, I really care about you Luci.

The desperation in my message is very evident, I probably sound like a teenage boy. But I don't care. I need to put my embarrassment behind me.

The wait for her to reply back felt like a million years. I bit off at least three of my nails while anxiously staring at the screen until, finally, I saw the three dots appear.

They sat there for a while, sending me further into my anxiety.

She seriously makes me feel crazy. I just can't let her down. Not again.

-Authors Note-
Am so sorry that this chapters really short, I've been trying to make my chapters longer atm but I've had no motivation to write this week but I didn't want to leave it another week without a chapterrr

BUTTTT OMG this race weekend was insaneee!! Oscar first in the sprint and second in the race? As he should!! And max getting his 3rd wdc!!!! Was such a good Weekend!

And finallyyyy, hope you like the new cover of the fic!! I really didn't like my original one and this new one matches my next fic that i'm writing ;)
Love you lots,
Bels xo

Omg just accidentally published without finishing this is the final one now xo 😭