‎‧₊˚✧The Distance Between✧˚₊‧

Part 13

"What shirt should I wear Mila? I have no idea" Charles was struggling in his search for an outfit for the after party. He was lucky enough that Mila had at least a minimal knowledge of fashion, which was more than him.

"I'm not too sure Charles. I'm wearing this." Mila stepped in front of her phone camera and did a twirl for Charles. He was only across the hall, but Mila needed to do her makeup, so she decided to face time him for emotional support. Mila's small black dress shimmered in the light of her camera's flash, Charles was lost for words. "You should wear a black shirt and trousers I think. Not too formal, but nice." Mila began to do her makeup, she was going for the typical WAG "clean girl" vibe. Manifesting at its finest.

"Mila, can I come to your room in a minute? I can't get my cuffs buttoned."

"You can do anything you would like, Mr Leclerc."

"Mr? No need to be so formal chérie." The two laughed, and Charles made his way over to Mila's room.

"That was quick. Are you in a rush or something?" Mila joked. "You look nice." Charles stepped forward suddenly, wrapping his arms around the woman. "Are you okay Charlie?"

"I need to ask you something Mila. If it is too soon tell m-." Mila could hear his nerves in his voice. She cut him off.

"Yes."

"Yes it's too soon? Or yes yes?"

"Yes yes. Sorry I didn't realise how that could be taken."

"Thank god." Charles pulled Mila closer and held both of her cheeks, "I really like you Mila. I like you even more as my girlfriend."

"Oh, that's what you mean't?"

"That's not what you mean't?!" Charles almost jumped back in fright. Then he saw Mila's smirking face. "You bully! That is so mean!" 

Mila laughed and pecked his mouth. "Get used to it baby. There's a lot more where that came from." Mila blew him a kiss and made her way back to her en suite. Charles followed, trailing after her like a lost puppy. The two chatted as she got ready, Charles would've been perfectly content watching her get ready, admiring her perfect features, her dark brown eyes, framed by thick lashes, and maintained eyebrows. In Charles's opinion, no one had ever looked better. Mila was fully focused on her makeup. Her first event as not only Carlos's sister, but Charles's girlfriend, (not that anyone would know) had to go well, if only for her own sanity.

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Pierre and Kika were in the lobby when the two got there, and they only had to wait for Carlos before the car could leave. The two couples were very happy in each other's company. Mila forgot how it had been to enjoy the company of her boyfriend, and other friends at the same time. This had not been the case in her final few months with Alejandro. Mila couldn't help but feel as if her relationship with Charles might take the same turn as with him. But the smile on his face, and the laughter in the air, shared between him and one of his closest friends, changed her mind. They would be alright.