Perfect Disaster-Charles Leclerc

thirty three

"You're late and you were behind us" 

Lewis chants and looks at us crookedly staring at my visibly reddened and swollen lips from Charles' kisses

 "some eternal traffic lights"

 I justify both of us, we were the only ones not bringing anyone and I'm pretty sure Charles forced someone to take an extra car to leave us alone 

"are you sure it's a good idea to drink before the grand prix?" I look the 7-time world champion in the eye and he smiles

 "like you haven't been with us when we've done this before" 

"I've only been in this world for a little while" 

"it's a year tomorrow, love" charles whispers in my ear and I smile at lewis who drags the others to dance

 "how do you know?"

 "I noticed when a little girl started getting on my nerves" I open my eyes wide and try to leave but he's the one who holds me close to him bringing me within an inch of his face, his lips once more 

"I'm not going to kiss you leclerc, I'm the little girl getting on your nerves" 

"oh my nerves are very friendly with that girl" he moves closer to my lips and I let him do so to move to the last and get closer to his ear

 "anyone could see us" 

"do you see me interested?" I nod softly and leave a kiss on his cheek joining Carlos in the middle of the runway

 "can I introduce myself and ask for a picture?" This is strange, the championship has just started and someone already recognises me 

"sure, why not!" I walk up to the boy and Carlos takes a picture, I look that boy in the eyes and shake his hand 

"Logan, a big fan, I'm a few years older than you and I admire you for your career and talent"

 "fruit of hard work, go to the gym often and it will all come with time. Send me pictures on Instagram please" he nods and smiles at me walking away 

"what was that? First fan! I'm proud of you" 

I take the drink from his hands and drink most of it until it's Carlos makes the decision to make us dance and I can feel Charles' fiery gaze on me, I look at him and from the posture he's sitting in I can tell he got jealous, that he didn't like the scene because he doesn't know who that guy was and he definitely doesn't like the closeness between me and Carlos at the moment.

"Wow, it's time to go home" 

it sounds like max's voice ringing in my ears, I can still feel charles' gaze, all night I've been feeling it on me, he hasn't left me for a moment really alone

 "stay away from her" 

"what is it, you made her one of many leclerc? " I feel the alcohol go down and my thoughts go back up, my hands itch and at that sentence I slap max 

" I was one of many for you, and I'll tell you again how much you disgust me after that betrayal max" I make to leave "at least I really loved you" I stop, I turn back, I get within an inch of his face

 " if that was love, I'm a journalist" 

I push him away from me and walk towards the drivers table, I grab the drink on the table and drink it all then walk out of the club.

I'm relieved 

"EI"

 "you're drunk, you pissed me off and jealous all night and you turned me on when you threw yourself at max, I was very proud of my girlfriend" I only wake up at the last words