Restricted Love- Charles Leclerc

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Tuesday, June 14th, 2022, Montréal, Canada

I was at the gym. Mandatory stuff for university because I got on the volleyball team and I need to stay in shape for the next season and blablabla. But honestly I liked it, it really helped my mental health in the past year. Sunday was the Grand Prix, I was going with Louis like every year. I was very excited to see him because i hadn't seen him since the end of classes in May. I was getting my stuff ready to do some squat. I placed myself under the bar, getting ready to lift when someone came behind me.

"A tu besoin d'un spotter? (Do you need a spotter?)" He asked looking at me in the mirror. I recognized him. He was a little bit taller than me, brown hair and beautiful green eyes. He was the guy from last year who gave me the Ferrari shirt. And I was wearing it right now.

"Hey you're that girl from last year, aren't you?"

I laughed "I am, thanks for the shirt by the way, it's a nice shirt to work out in"

"No problem. I'm really sorry again for your other shirt, I hoped I didn't ruin it"

"It was pretty ruined but it wasn't a shirt that I really loved so I don't really care"

"Oh okay that's good then but really sorry again, is there something I can do cause I still feel really bad about it"

"Well I don't know about you but I'm really hungry and I know a nice place close from here"

"That would be cool, so do you need a spotter?"

"I do actually"

I did my squats and we went to the changing rooms and i hit the shower quickly because I was feeling quite disgusting. When I came out, he was on the phone with someone and was speaking Italian.

"So di aver terminato la mia formazione (I know I finished my training)"

The person on phone said something then he answered:" Va bene ciao Andrea, ci sentiame piu tardi (Alright bye Andrea talk to you later)" He hung up and turned around.

"Oh hi, are you ready to go?" He asked

"I am" I smiled.

We began walking to the little restaurant.

"Hey I just realized, I don't think I told you my name yet, I'm Annabelle, Anna for short" I held out my hand for him to take. He seemed a bit hesitant at first but then smiled and took it.

"Charles" That made me look at him, then it clicked.

"Wait" I stopped walking and he did the same.

"What"

"You're Charles Leclerc aren't you?" He blushed at my words and smiled timidly, letting his dimples come out.

"I am, I don't want to make a big deal out of it though, I'm just trying to make up for the thing from last year" he explained

"Don't even worry I'm not gonna post all over social media that the famous Charles Leclerc spilled coffee over my shirt"

He laughed "Damn I hope not that would make me look really bad"

I laughed with him "It would"

We walked to the coffee and we arrived there he turned to me.

"That's a really beautiful place"

"It is isn't it"

I ordered a coffee and a pastry and he took the same.We sat down at a table and he took out his phone and took a picture of the place. He looked at me and smiled.