The slow rising volume of your phone alarm stirs you from your dream, you roll over in bed to turn off your alarm. Happy you can lie in and relax, after all it's your day off.
You sit up and unlock your phone starting your usual day off morning routine of checking and replying to any text messages and then the cycle of social media apps, when the red dot on your email indicting 7 new emails catches your eye. You open the app and see the usual emails one claiming you won a free tv, multiple from news letter and even one from a prince saying he needs to send money to you to stop him getting taxed and in exchange you can keep half! You click delete and come to the the final email and your heart skips a beat. It's the one you been waiting for after 3 interviews and 10 days waiting.
From: HR@F1Ferrari.com
Subject: Job Application Outcome - Confidential
You open the email breath held and start scanning the text, the words Offer, Congratulations, Successful, Start as soon as possible all standing out, you exhale and break out into a cheesy grin.
You did it! After 2.5hr years at Ferrari you got the promotion to F1 driver head assistant. You briefly wonder who it will be? Carlos or Charles? Does it matter? You tell yourself it doesn't but you secretly hope for the dark haired, green eyed, devilish handsome driver who wears the number 16.
You quickly reply accepting the offer and immediately message the group chat telling them the good news, they reply instantly saying they are taking you for lunch to celebrate. You get ready to leave and at the last second grab and put on you Ferrari 16 cap, why not you work for them after all and the group message said wear something red!
Dinner is a fun occasion including a celebratory bottle or four of wine and a delicious Italian meal.
The lunch finishes with a farewell and you head outside to wait for your Uber, as you stand waiting you open TikTok and scroll the Ferrari page trying to think of some fun TikTok's to do once you start when your phone starts ringing with an unknown number.
You hesitate for a moment before answering with a curious "Hello?". The voice on the other end announces that it's your new boss and they apologise it's so last minute but would you mind coming down to meet them today while they are free as they are due to fly early the next morning to Australia.
You bite you lip thinking, do I say yes and go a little drunk or decline and say I'm busy? "Emmm I would love to however I have had some wine at lunch to celebrate so I'm not able to drive" you eventually say, after all it is your day off
A small chuckle comes from the background of the call and then a clearer "No problem I'm sure your if any thing calls for a celebration it's a new job, we can send a car that ok?" comes the reply.
"sure comes your reply" as you rattle off your current address.
An hour later still dress in jeans, jumper and the cap you find yourself in the Ferrari UK office, being lead upstairs to your new bosses office. Walking along the corridor covered in picture and awards all you can think is wow I'm so lucky but I really shouldn't have worn this cap, and maybe coming here after so much wine and a little tipsy isn't the best idea? Not very professional.
The receptionist knocks on the door and pops her head in to say a few words and then steps back to allow you to enter.
You walk in and shake the hand of your new boss who smiles and welcomes you.
"Welcome! Hope your drive down was ok, sorry to rush you but as I said in the phone I'm flying early tomorrow and he's here now as-well so I though 2 birds one stone"
He's here as-well? The words taking a moment to process as your boss steps to the side and rising from the chair to greet you is Charles Leclerc!
You stop! suddenly forgetting how to breath! He's absolutely gorgeous! More so in the flesh! All you can do is stare, and if your mouth was slightly hanging open that is something you cannot confirm or deny.
He reaches his hand out to take yours as you say hi and you lean in for a hug! After all it's not often you meet one of your celebrity crushes.
Mortified you pull back and blurt "I'm sorry I have had a few glasses of red before coming!"
He just smiles lighting up those pretty green eyes and says "don't worry mate a hug works fine" and leans in to pull you into a quick embrace and pat on the back.
The smell of his fragrance filling your nostrils, as you pull back he looks at you and whispers "nice cap" with a wink.
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The Lucky Cap ⏐Charles Leclerc
FanfictionYou land your dream job as head assistant to Charles Leclerc! The role sees you moving over to Monaco and taking care of him full time. A slowish burn tale from colleagues, to friends and then more.
