He sighs after watching all 3 maze runner movies he felt tired, he changed into a oversized hoodie that once was his size and fell to sleep around 5am, Charles woke up around 2pm finding his phone and powering it on, seeing messages and threats, as his PR team sorted the gay thing some were hate, or a lot were, some were positive and supportive, he was shocked to see Max calling him stupid for coming out on insta's DMs. he ignores it and reaches into his bedside table for his blade, he rolls his boxers up and started to slash across the 'G' Carved on his left thigh leaving deep self-inflicted wounds on top of new and old ones slowly the blood poured out as the Monegasque watched.
After he bandaged his thigh's he went out, wearing his ferrari hoodie and jeans so much for trying to hide, he was of course wearing a black cap to try hide a little more but he saw his friends all having fun from afar at the beach where no fans interrupted them, am i the problem? he got himself thinking while walking to the shop.
once he got to the shop he got a basket and started to get more bandages, toiletries, makeup and groceries, heading to self checkout and paying around £60 for everything and headed out with a bag full of stuff. he almost was seen by Lando but he looked the other way as he looked over at him. he quickly made his way to the hotel and into his room before keeping everything where they belong.
he looks over at his phone seeing Carlos had messaged him, he picked up and looked 'hey myte casn you pik me up?' (hey mate can you pick me up?)
clearly drunk around a hour ago where you at?' and a instant response from him. 'benh in park ner club' (bench in a park near the club) he almost had a stroke from how bad his spelling was but got his keys for his Ferrari and started to drive where the Spaniard was.
he got out the car to see a drunk sobbing Carlos. "hey mate whats wrong" Charles sat by him and put a arm over his shoulder. "I found out that Lando has a girlfriend.." he slurred up some words but it was understandable. "hey mate its okay, do you really like him?" Carlos nods. "good thing you didnt do anything else okay? you have to stop drinking your problems like old me?" Carlos groans in response. "your stayin' with me tonight c'mon mate." he helps Carlos to his car putting his seatbelt on and driving back to the hotel.
back at the hotel he set up the sofa bed for Carlos and got him a glass of water. "drink up." Charles asked watching him drink it. "dont tell anyone else that im here?" Charles asked with a tone of pleading. "i wont tell, thanks for having me." Charles nods at the Spaniard. "ill make you some breakfast when you wake up get some sleep." Carlos nods at the Monegasque's commands and slowly drifted to sleep. Charles set a alarm on Carlos's phone for 9am so he could get plenty of rest before heading to change into a hoodie and sweats and setting his own alarm for 8am. and going to sleep.
sorry its short n late
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||its not your fault||Lestappen||
FanfictionCharles Leclerc x Max Verstappen Charles finds it hard to believe that everything isn't his fault, every time some one crashed near him, he believed his rivalry between him and Max was his fault, every fail he felt as if he wasnt good enough, never...
