Stargirl || CL16

Chapter 61

It's post French grand prix, Charles and I have come to Paris, for quite a few things. 

Firstly the FIA are doing some sort of gala thing here, mainly for press I suspect, but they've also stated that the theme is supposed to be like a ball, so long dresses and white gloves is how I interpret a that one, I'm actually quite excited to see the reaction to me wearing something below knee length. 

Secondly I have an appointment with a relatively big wedding dress shop in the centre of Paris, I'm just glad that my bridesmaids and men will be there to give me advice, that was my main concern when trying to find a place. 

And the final thing we've got to do before we leave is I have a brand deal with Yves Saint Laurent which is like massive, they want me to do one of their adverts, freaking mental, I personally do not think I will ever be good looking enough to be in a perfume ad but I was not about to turn that one down.

It was Pierre's party yesterday, he decided to have it after the race for the first, he usually does it on the Wednesday before, I must admit it is nice that I haven't really got to work today as hungover as this but I do still have stuff to do. 

"Morning mon amour" Charles rolled over wrapping me up in his arms. 

"Hey, how's your head?" He drank quite a lot last night, he won again yesterday, taking the championship back to Ferrari, so the celebration was quite deserved. 

"You know I don't get hangovers" He kissed my head. 

"Wish I could say the same" I leant my head onto his chest groaning quietly. 

"Do you want breakfast, I think Pierre will be needing it too" I nodded, we were staying at Pierre's he just got a proper house in Paris, even though because he's McLaren he spends most of  the time in the UK, he still bought this place, it is nice to be fair.

"Did he even go to bed last night?" 

"He's probably asleep outside knowing him" We both laughed slightly. 

"Go be a chef, love you" I gave him a kiss tapping his back. 

"Love you" He got up stretching and putting on some baggy shorts, heading off downstairs leaving me alone in bed. I checked my notifications sitting up to reply to some o my emails, downing the water I left on my bedside table last night. 

I showered and got ready, I had the dress fitting at eleven and it was eight now, I didn't need to put any makeup or anything for this, I'm not posting mainly because I want to keep it a surprise for Charles what dress I get. 

"What have you made love?" I put my hands over his shoulders leaning my head on his shoulder from behind. 

"Crepes and smoothies, thought it best for hangover, something that'll work but is a bit rank and something to enjoy" He flipped one of the crepes "That's your one, lemon and sugar" 

"Thanks darling, where's Pierre?" 

"On the sofa" I walked into the living to find the man sprawled across the sofa looking a right mess still in yesterdays clothes, Kika came down about five minutes later. 

"How do you still look perfect even after having a massive party?" I shook my head in disbelief of her put-togetherness compared to my hot mess. 

"I'm not on the inside" Charles slid a plate across the kitchen side, gesturing that it was for her. "Thanks" She sat down next to me.

"Pierre's past out on the sofa" I told her with a mouthful of crepe in my mouth. 

"I've gotta wake him, seeing his parents today" She rolled her eyes, walking over to the back of the leather sofa, leaning over the back and speaking to Pierre. Ten minutes later he was opposite me trying to stomach the crepe Charles had made.