Mexico City, October 2022 - Victoria Marino
"So, tell me, what happenned?"
I took a deep breath and thought exactly what words I was going to use.
"Lately I've been thinking about this whole thing with Charles," her eyes laid on me as genuine concern probably got all over her. "I love spending time with him and being around him, he makes my inner child happy and brings out the best of me... I just feel like I can be myself around him and I don't have to be afraid of being Victoria. I know I would get the most fucked up hate from his toxic girl fans, but I am down to everything just to be by his side. I just wanted to know your opinion about all of this, 'cause this is all too recent and..."
"Wow," she interrupted me, "I wasn't expeting all of that, to be honest, but I saw it coming. I just think that you need to follow what your heart says. Charles is a cool and sweet guy who wouldn't do anything bad to you," she smiled warmly and her hand reached for mine as a support to my feelings. "He has good intentions, for sure, and I want you to know that, whatever happens, I will be here for you. I love you from the bottom of my heart, for real."
She kissed the top of my head.
"I love you too, love," I told before wrapping my arms around her and staying like that, just enjoying the moment.
"We should go inside, it's getting chilly and I want to skip the getting a cold part," she required as she stood up, pulling me by my hand.
"Oh, how it hurts to be a model," I joked as we walked towards the hotel again.
We sat back at the table and everyone smiled at us. Luisa was at my diagonal and Kika was by my side.
"Girls, I was schimming up and I thought that maybe tomorrow you could come to my room and we could do a fun make up video for youtube or something like that... What do you think?," I proposed, as that video would become the biggest gossip in the world to the f1 fans.
And the rumours that would come with it will be extraordinary.
"I love it, because every excuse to get all dolled up is a great one," Luisa began, "but are you sure you're ready for the public exposure?"
I glanced at Charles and he was laughing strongly, his head thrown back. I so was.
"I've been hated on for less," I answered and she smiled at me.
"Let's do it then," she replied.
"Count me in," Kika added, sending me a kiss.
I felt green eyes all over my face and stared back at Charles, who was staring at me for the past few seconds with a cheesy smile on his lips.
"What?," I questioned, a nervous laugh coming out of me as I wondered what his thoughts sounded like.
"Just admiring..."
"I hate you," I whispered as I bumped his knee with mine.
"You know you don't," he bumped back.
[...]
I got ready for bed while Charles was taking his well-deserved steamy shower. It had been a long long day for him. When he came out or the bathroom with only grey sweatpants on, I secretely pinched my leg under the covers just to make sure I wasn't imagining it.
Imagining the vision that that man is. Fucking Greek God.
Exhaustion ran through us as we were all cudly and almost asleep, but I trembled as I heard a loud noise coming through the thin wall near the bed.
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heatwave | Charles Leclerc | re-writing
FanfictionOn a beautiful night in Paris, a famous italian model meets a monégasque formula one driver. Are they really bound to be or was it just the heatwave?
