DON'T BLAME ME- MV AND CL (part2)

chapter six- Charles POV

I think I like Spa. It's defenitely one of my favourite tracks, but the memories that it brings are no fun at all.

I got my first win here, which was good I think, but the circumstances? Fuck no.

After Anthoines death I just wanted to leave.

"Lando invited us and the rest of the grid for dinner." Max says after arriving at my hotel room. "Do you want to go?"

"Yes, sure." I reply.

"You don't sound too convicing, Charles." He sits down in my bed. "If you don't want to go I can just message Lan saying that we're not going. I'm fine with it."

These type of the things are the ones that make me want to hug Max every five seconds. I didn't notice this before everything that we went throuth in the beggining of the season, but Max would stop doing things he likes or even loves just to be around his people. I admire him for that.

"I'm just tired, I'm sorry." I say, and next thing I know, he's with his head laid down on my lap. "I really want to go. Go call him and say that we're going." I give him little taps on his head, and he giggles. "Go, go, go!" He laughs now, and I smile at him.

I love him. I love Max.