Everyday Is A Battle ~ A Charles Leclerc Fanfic

king of my heart ♡

"Yes, but where" I said confused.

"Just come with me" He said rolling his eyes. He looked like he was in a bad mood. He led me to a VIP lounge, and showed them his ID, and they buzzed him through. It must be cool just getting whatever you want, because you are you. He gestured for me to sit down, and the security guard left it to just us. What once was a loud, and crazy place, now was quiet and calm.

"Whats going on between you and Carlos?" He said getting straight to the point.

"Nothing" I said being stubborn and blunt.

"Cmon, i know you two dated, but are you now, i mean your giving me mixed emotions, one minute your flirting with me, the next minute you dancing, and giving Carlos a free range kiss sesh" He said shaking his head.

"Charles, i am drunken, well drunk is a understatement, and also, i dont know what im doing, i literally have been here for one day, and im confused about Carlos... Im confused about James, im just mad" I said almost crying.

"Hey, hey, its okay, its fine to be not okay every now and then" He said smiling at me.

"But i need you to promise me one thing" He said pulling me in for a hug.

"Yes?" I said playing with my rings.

"You break up with your boyfriend, who clearly is causing you some trauma, and also choose me... Carlos is your past, but im your future" He said taking the ring off that James gave me when we first started dating.

"Do you mind?" He said gently gliding the ring of my fingers. I shook my head.

"No, but how do you know it was that one" I said confused that he knew that the ring he was taking was the ring that James gifted me.

"Do you think i have not looked at your instagram once or twice?" He said smiling at me.

He plopped the ring in the glass, and took my hand.

" So mister Leclerc, how are you going to prove to me that this decision your making for me is a good one?" I said pushing him against the wall gently.

"Becuase of this" He said his centimetres away from mine. He leaned in and kissed me. It started out slow, then got more intense. I kissed him back, and smiled at him.

"Cmon, lets go have the time of our lives" I said laughing at him.

We stumbled on to the dance floor laughing our ass's off. We danced, drank, and laughed. I didnt know where Carlos was, but i didnt care, i was having the time of my life with Charles. Being fun with him, and having fun was so natural, it felt like i could say anything, do anything act like anything without being judged. We had been at the club for about 3 hours, until we decided to go. I grabbed my bag from Charles' body guard and checked my phone. Oh no. I have about 10 missed calls from Nonna. To be honest im surprised she knows how to call someone. I dont know if i should call her back... ill get in trouble. Maybe i should just get Charles, and everyone to drop me off. I run off to Charles, who is talking to Carlos, and tell him i need to leave.

"Charles, we have to go home, my Nonna has called me like 20 times, and also its like 3 in the morning" I say nervous.

"Yeah, ok umm, no one else wants to leave, but i mean i can just drop you off" He replies scratching the back of his neck.

"Thanks Charles, really, but if you want to stay, i can catch a cab"

"No no no no no, i will drop you" He says pulling my hand to leave.

"The others can just call a cab" He says laughing at Carlos and Danny who are playing patty cake. They are so weird when drunk.

Me and Charles run to the car, avoiding the paparazzi, who are yelling at Charles. It scares me how close they come, and the things they will do for attention.

Before i got into the car, i felt someone take a photo, but close. Too close. When i looked down on the pavement, i saw a photographer taking a photograph, up my dress. I was stunned to speak, until i saw Charles storm over to the guy and grab him by the collar. Charles pushed the man onto the wall, and put his hand to his neck.

"DELETE THAT PHOTO NOW." Charles was saying, almost ready to punch the guy.

"DELETE THE PHOTO. I WANT TO SEE YOU DO IT. I DONT CARE IF I HAVE TO BURN THAT CAMERA. GET. RID. OF. THE. PHOTO." Charles yelled at the man. I was worried this might get out, and reflect on Charles bad, so i was telling him to stop. I wanted the photo to be deleted, but i also wanted Charles to not lose his job.

"Charles, stop, just take the camera, and leave" I said trying to stay calm. After a while of the guy going red, Charles released him from the wall.

I swear this man was the king of my heart.

"Take any photo of me, or her, your dead" Charles spat in his face. He was starting world war 3. He took the camera and smashed it on the ground. I didnt know what to think. Is Charles going to get in trouble, because of that? Are people going to start assuming we are dating? I dont know what to think. After that, all the paparazzi had left. No one was there except me, Charles and the stupid camera.

"Ill be taking that camera home" I said faking laughter uncomfortably.

"You know you dont have to be fine, after that you know?" He said when we had sat down in the car.

"I just have never experienced something like that" I said looking at my rings.

"Like im used to people following you around to cafe's and taking photos, but never something like that... thats gross. I guess it gives you a chance to realise how difficult someones life can be, like i would be annoyed, when people are always rocking up at your house" I said staring at my fingers.

"You do that when your nervous, dont you?" Charles said looking in my eyes.

"Do what?" I said confused.

"Play with your rings, and fiddle with them" He said stroking my hands with his fingers.

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