Chapter 10

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Charles Leclerc

"This is risky carlos, you know what Sofia is like. She might get mad." I said as me and Carlos set up the kitchen. We had planned a special dinner for me, her and Arlo to hopefully get back in their good books.

"It'll be fine, Charles. She will probably appreciate all of this."

"And if she doesn't?" I asked with a worried tone.

"Then shit." He laughed as I glared at him.

Sofia had taken Arlo out for the day and they were going to be back any minute.

"Look at the time- i better go before they get back." Carlos grabbed his jacket.

"Wait what? You're not staying?" I asked.

"No it'll make it awkward." Carlos said as i grabbed his arm.

"Is it not going to look weird when they walk in and i'm just in their house?" I followed Carlos around the kitchen as he made a few adjustments.

"No.." He said. "Well- it might look a bit strange but it's fine. I'll see you later, mate." Carlos shook my hand as i sighed.

I sat down at the kitchen island as i heard the front door open. Shit. Shit. Shiiiit.

"Arlo go and wash your hands." I heard her voice.

"Yes mama."

My leg started to bounce as I heard footsteps.

"Mierda!" Sofia exclaimed, dropping a box on the floor. "What the hell Charles!"

"Merde- sorry-"

"What the hell are you doing in my house?" Sofia said.

"It's not like that- I just- Wanted to apologise. Look, I made dinner and i got you flowers." I walked around the island passing her the bouquet.

Her expression softened as she took the flowers. "Thank you charles."

"Charles?" I heard Arlo whispered as he walked around the corner.

"Hey Arlo." I offered him a small smile as his attention went to the box on the floor.

"Mama! You dropped the cake." Arlo whined picking up the box as smashed cake fell out. "No.."

"I'm sorry Arlo.." Sofia crouched down and rubbed his back. "But i blame charles." Sofia pointed at me as i gasped. "I say you beat him up."

Arlo giggled and ran over to me throwing fists that didn't hurt at all but i pretended and fell to the ground.

"Okay Okay!" I surrendered. "Who's hungry?" I got up from the floor as Arlo jumped.

"You can't cook charles." Sofia said as she placed Arlo in a chair and sat down beside him.

"Yes i can." I scoffed, hopefully she doesn't realise Carlos cooked the food.

"What did you make?" Sofia peered over as I dished up.

"Paella."

"Paella? You're joking right?" Sofia covered her mouth hiding her laugh.

"What? You don't have to be spanish to make Paella." I passed her the plate and Arlo's his.

I watched as Sofia took her first bite and Arlo took his.

"Ew." Arlo whined spitting out the food onto the plate.

"Arlo." Sofia gasped. "We don't do that." She shook her head.

"It was gross mama." He pushed the plate away and crossed his arms.

"Well I think it's lovely charles, and this whole gesture was very sweet so thank you." Sofia smiled at me as i grinned back.

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