Wrong number

3) night out

*Real life*

Max was getting out of his flat still not knowing why the fuck did Charles Leclerc invite him with the group when they hated each others. He locked the door and walked up to his Ferrari Pista and drove off. He quickly found the address or his enemy but stayed in the car to check if he didn't tell him bullshit. When he saw Pierre get out of a cab and Lando coming up, he got out. He joined them and greeted them.

They were wondering what he was doing here and when he told them they couldn't believe it. He was as puzzled as them even after he showed them his texts. Pierre and Lando didn't mind his presence though. They were just a bit worried about Charles' reaction. They decided to all go together join Charles.

When they arrived at the Monegasque's flat they knocked on the door and saw they were the last ones. They entered the apartment and greeted Carlos, Alex and George that also wondered why Max was there. All of a sudden there was the biggest silence when Charles saw Max. In his flat, his home, with his friends.

"- What the hell are you doing here?!

- You texted me.

- No I didn't. I texted the group that you are STILL in and Pierre.

- I told you I never received anything, Pierre had stepped in. And he showed me the texts.

- Show me, he ordered Max.

The Dutchman showed him and he couldn't believe it. But then it clicked. Everything did. Pierre had changed numbers recently and he thought he had taken the good one but he took Max's instead. How stupid was he! He thought to himself. But now there was the awkward moment where he didn't know what to do. He didn't want Max there but he was already there and it would be really hard to convince the others to kick him out of there.

- So huh.. he hesitated. What should we do?

- Go party! Lando answered joyfully.

- What else were you thinking? Pierre asked.

- Oh huh I don't know, Charles laughed nervously as he clearly wanted to kick the Dutchman out of here.

- So we're going to party! Alex said being encouraged by Carlos, George and Lando.

- You coming? Pierre asked Charles and Max.

- Yeah where are we going? Max answered.

Charles just sighed heavily as he knew he was about to have one of the worst night of his life.

- To a secluded club without any fans to interrupt us.

- Ohh nice. Are we taking our car or a cab?

- A cab would be wiser, Charles muttered still not happy about the Dutchman's presence."

He locked the front door and called a cab. The little group went to the lift. They then arrived downstairs and they saw the car. The only thing they didn't realise at that time was the fact that they were seven and there was only four places.

They called a second car that would arrive soon. Pierre offered to stay back with Charles as they were close and he didn't mind. Carlos, Lando, Alex and George all took the first cab leaving Pierre with other two.