Charlotte 21, lives in Monaco and it's going through a time of her life where she feels lost.
She's doing her master in architecture and she works hard to get to the end with the full knowledge of the many topics she has to study about.
But somethin...
The next morning I went for the run with Kika and Isa, I really think I finally connected with the right people that will not make me feel out of place in the paddock.
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Charles.Lec16: Charlotte and Isa this morning in the paddock🤍
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I really love Isa she is more easygoing and more alike and plus she's Carlos girlfriend that makes it even more special since he is Charles teammate so I'll have company even in Ferrari's hospitality through the season
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Isa.Carlos: Isa and Charlotte during Q1
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Charles flew during qualifying and I was jumping and screaming with Joris when the last driver got the checked flag. Also Joris and the guys flew to Imola so definitely I'll not be feeling out of place since I'll be having a piece of home right with me during the race.
I look at Charles talking to Andrea. I love the focused face expression he gets when he enters the box. Andrea gives him the spray bottle and he grabs it, closes his eyes and spreta his face and back with the cool water , to cool down the body since the body will get exposed to a extreme heat in the cockpit. While I'm immersed in my mind I notice he looks over me when Andrea is too busy with setting eve perfectly. His green eyes are holding mine and I think I've never seen that face expression before, not when he was looking at me in the past. His stare spreads something that I don't know how to describe... it's something between gratitude and content. He smiles at me and I do the same while my heart is hammering with the screams of the fans on the stands getting louder and louder every minute passes by.
"Aspetta." Charles says when Andrea hands him the balaclava and we all get weirded by it. He walks away from his station and Andrea turns back looks at him that is now showing him his back since he is directed in my way, with his furrowed forehead. I look back at Charles again and now is few steps away from me and I don't get time to realise what he is doing that his wet lips are on mine while his left hand is on my hip. His warmth, the familiar scent that he brought with him, the gesture in front of the entire box, the Italian celebrities and basically the entire F1 world makes my legs shake. His lips leaves mine and our eyes meets again. "Wish me luck." his voice rumbles few inches away from me. "In bocca al lupo." I say it in Italian. "Crepi." he says letting my hip go and my heart starts aching knowing that he has to get inside the car that for him is a beauty and it is but it scared me too. "I love you." I say and he stops from backing away. His eyebrows lifts and my heart races, now I want to be the one that has to race 63 laps so I can avoid the surprised stares from our friends and Charles stare.
