Luci's pov
"He sounds desperate" Olive said while reading his response. I can't lie, he does sound desperate, but nothing in me wants to laugh or call him stupid. All I feel is a pit in my stomach - washing anxiety throughout my entire body.
I know for a fact it isn't either of our faults what happened. PDA is not the most socially accepted thing and especially not when it's a celebrity as big as Charles.
I thought I was angry but honestly I don't know, maybe I was just upset? All I do know is I feel horrible even making him think it's his fault.
"I need to see him Olive." She didn't look best pleased by my comment.
"It's the night before his home race, Luci. I hate to say it but you're just going to distract him and that would be the last thing he wants."
I understand where she's coming from, but I can't help but think the best thing would be to speak to him. "But maybe if I speak to him it would clear his mind? He's obviously worried about it."
She looked at me as if she l we there was no way she could stop me (she was right). "Go then, and quick. It's already late Luc."
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Before I knew it, I could feel the cold breeze brushing through my hair while driving down the dim streets of Monaco as quickly (and legally) as I could. I hadn't told him I was coming to see him. I hope it's the right decision because it really feels like there's no other options, but what if Olive was right? What if I was just distracting him.
The pit in my stomach grew as the journey continued all the way to his apartment door, where I stood for at least 5 minutes trying to push myself to actually knock on the door.
I played through my head all the different ways this interaction could play out and there's really only one good outcome out, compared to a million negative, but I have to do it. Now or never right?
I go to knock as I hear a familiar French voice on the other side of the door and before I could even think of who it was, the door flung open, and there stood Pierre Gasly.
Both of us, stunned and confused, stared at one another for a good few seconds.
"Oh." He said as he turned around and gestured something to a person somewhere else in the room.
Pierre cleared his throat as footsteps made their way toward the doorway. I felt my heart thump in my chest as if it was trying to break out and grab Charles and never let go.
Soon enough, he was there. Next to Pierre in the doorway in front of me.
Bless him, he looked tired and stressed, causing that pit in my stomach from earlier to grow even further.
"Luci" he said, shocked and confused.
There was no turning back now.
-AUTHORS NOTE-
Omg it feels like it's been ages since I last updated!! I'm so so sorry I've been so busy with college, but now I'm off for the week so I'm hoping to release at least a couple chapters through this week!!
I also apologise if this chapters a bit dodgy I haven't checked it over because I just want to get it out and I've been watching the rep stadium tour on Netflix while writing so I haven't really been paying attention to if anything makes sense 😭
Anyways, Austin is serving so hard I'm praying Charles pole will remain and he'll finally win a race this year!!
Love you lots,
Bels xo
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