Cardigan

Chapter Twenty-Six

Elle POV

"Charles Leclerc Wins the Bahrain Grand Prix," me and Arthur rush out of the garage, waiting for him to come in.

"I honestly didn't think he'd do it he was in such a bad mood earlier," Arthur says. "You must have given him some motivation," if only you knew.

Charles gets out of his car running to his engineers, then makes his way over to us he hugs Arthur , and then I kiss his helmet.

"I told you you'd do it,"

"I guess I need to believe in myself the way you do,"

"Go get your trophy,"

Whenever Charles was on the podium, his eyes would always find mine and stay on them until the champagne celebrations came.

"I don't know how I never saw it until now," I look up to Art. "The way he looks at you when he's up there the way his smile changes, I don't know. I didn't see it,"

"Maybe because you didn't want to,"

"Possibly, but being around you two now, I don't want that to change you two are perfect together. I might finally get you as a sister," I laugh.

"Actually, I said to Charles that if he won the championship, he would get whatever he wanted," Arthur frowns, looking down at me.

"I don't want to hear it, "

"Nothing like that he said thar if he wins, then he wants us to get married in December,"

"That's not funny, Elle,"

"Do you see me laughing,"

"You're serious?," I nod. "You two are going to get married,"

"Only if he wins,"

"And if he doesn't,"

"I don't know we haven't spoke about it but to be honest that's all I ever wanted was him a future with him," he smiles "Let's make it our little secret whether he wins or loses the championship I'll marry him,"

"Our little secret," he holds his pinkie up. I wrap mine around it, and we kiss the side.

"What are you two keeping secret this time?" Charles says, walking over to us, wrapping his arm around me.

"You've never got it out of us before you won't get it out of us this time," Arthur says.

"Anyway, we are going out to celebrate," Arthur says, patting Charles on the back.

"I won't say no to that,"

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"I got you a present," Kika says, pulling a bag out of the cupboard.

"You didn't have to get me a present,"

"You'll like this, I promise," I pull the dress out, smiling. "Charels won't be able to take his eyes off you," she says as she pulls the red dress out of my grasp and puts it up against me.

"It's definitely made for you," she says. "Let's get dressed," I nod, sitting in the chair as she does my makeup.

Kika was one of the only girl friends that I have. I was always surrounded by guys being Arthur's best friends. When Pierre and Kika got together, we were inseparable.

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Charles POV

"You're really going to get married?'

"Only if I win Pierre,"

"You're putting your all into it this season then?" I nod.

"I know I was with Charlotte those years, but I've never felt like this before, and I've never pictured my life with someone as much as I do with Elle,"

"I'm happy for you, I think you'll be able to do it,"

"I hope so," My eyes move towards the door. Elle and Kika walk through. "Your girlfriend is a god send," I say as I look at the dress clinging to Elles body.

The two walk over to us, smiling.

"Cheri, you look gorgeous," I kiss her cheek.

"You don't look too bad yourself,"

"Let's get drunk," Pierre says, handing us all a shot.

"Bottoms up," we all drink.

"Come on, champ, I want to dance," she grabs my hand, leading me to the dance floor.

"Guess I can't say no,"

I smile as I watch her dance. She looks as if she had no care in the world as if she were the only one in the room she was so carefree and happy. She smiles at me when she catches me staring.

"You going to just stand there and watch or join me?"

"I like what I'm seeing," I smirk. I feel my phone buzz in my pocket. I take it, put my mother's name showing.

"Baby, I'm going outside my mamans ringing,"

"Okay, want me to come?" I shake my head.

"Dance with Arthur," I smile as I move Arthur towards her.

"Maman, is everything alright?" I ask as I walk out.

"Mon garçon," I frown.

"Maman, what's going on,"

"I'm sorry for ruining night, but Jeremy, he's in hospital,"

"Is he okay? What happened," i panic

"I don't know, they won't tell me anything because I'm not family," she cries. "The need to speak to elle,"

"I'll get her," I say, hanging up rushing inside.

There she stood, looking happy and carefree again, her eyes locked with mine, and she noticed my expression.

"Baby, are you okay?" I shake my head, holding her hands.

"Cheri, you're dad's in hospital," her face falls. "They wouldn't tell my mum anything,"

"They didn't tell her anything nothing at all?" I shake my head.

"I need to go to him,"

"And we will together we'll take Max jet," she nods.