strange feeling

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Kiara woke up in Charles' arms, feeling warm and relaxed. He had his arms around her, holding her close. She lazily turned around to look at her phone to see the time. They didn't had anything to do but still maybe Charles had something else to do than cuddling her?

Is was 8am, Charles was still sleeping next to her, his face buried in her shoulder, his soft breathing making her warm.

She didn't wanted to move, she wanted to stay in his arms forever..

Charles slightly stirred, making Kiara jump with panic.

"Hey.. shh it's okay.. I'm just getting comfortable." Charles assured Kiara by stroking her back softly, making her relax against him again.

She closed her eyes, her arms wrapped around Charles' neck. Slowly falling back asleep.

Their peaceful slumber didn't last long because Charles' phone rang, making him groan because he had to let go of Kiara.

The name on his phone made him frown, his girlfriend. More like ex girlfriend, but he still didn't ented up the things with her officially.

"I have to go for now Ki, I'll come back." Charles gently whispered to Kiara who was half asleep still, she only nodded, not even caring why Charles is leaving. She just wanted some more sleep.

Charles met with Alexandra in the lobby, she tried to kiss him but he pushed her down, only because his feelings for Kiara were devoloping.

But was this normal? After just one night? How could Charles fall for her after such a short time? Is it even real?

"Why is that Charlie?" She tried to hug him but he pushed her away again.
"We need to break up, i don't feel it anymore and there's no point." He said coldly, really trying to not break her heart, but it was impossible...

Is he making a mistake? Maybe Kiara doesn't love him and he's losing the love of his life by breaking up with Alexandra? He couldn't care, he didn't wanted to. He wanted Kiara. If she didn't want him, he will make her want him. He'll make sure she falls for him. At all costs.

Alexandra was confused, broken, miserable. She couldn't understand Charles and his reasons, but she agreed. Only know you love someone when you let them go. So she let him go.

Soon Charles came back to Kiara's room, finding it empty, he panicked but heard the shower, it calmed him down. He sat on the bed, alone with his thoughts...Thinking about what he did. Alexandra really loved him, and it was visible. He couldn't keep hurting her. She deserved better.

Kiara snapped him out of his thoughts by exiting the bathroom with a towel around her body and hair. He smiled softly, she was stunning.

"I secretly hoped you went for breakfast because I'm starving.. but we can just order room service." She said as she settled on next to him.

Charles chuckled, but he felt distant, he felt sad after his break up.. He didn't wanted to be away from Kiara when she probably needed him, but his head was having a million thoughts per second and he was confused.

"Ki, i need to leave again, I'm sorry. I'll explain later.* He stood up and exited her room, leaving her confused...

Did she do something? Is he mad at her? She just needed him... His hugs, him at all... But he still left.. leaving her all alone. With her thoughts.

Both of them confused, hurt and miserable. With or without each other. Still the same.

Kiara spend her day tossing in bed or eating food from the room service. She watched movies and just let herself rest.

She heard her phone buzzing, she took a look and sighed, it was Toto telling her about a late meeting.

She dressed and walked to the paddock, entering the motorhome, she was greeted by few engineers that were working on her car. She politely greeted them and walked to the meeting room.

George was there with Toto, her race engineer, his race engineer, i sat down next to James and sighed.

"It's 8pm guys, what is this meeting?" I frowned and rubbed my eyes.
"It's about your relationship with George, it doesn't seem too pleasent so i want you two to do more things together. Like a teammates and friends of course." Toto said and looked at Kiara and George.
"Okay. I'll do it for the team's sake." Kiara tried to act professionally and do what's right.
"Thank you Kiara, means a lot." Toto said proudly, finally agreeing with Kiara on something.

George looked hesitant but still agreed.

"I suggest doing a movie night or something together. Like a dinner or whatever feels up to both of you." Toto said and i took a deep breath,turning to George.

"I'm honestly tired, up for a movie and room service?" She tried to be nice and George surprisingly agreed.
"Sure, my room or your room?"
"Mine has bigger couch." She suggested and he agreed.

The pair settled on Kiara's couch with fries and burgers on the table, switching Netflix movies.

"How about something scary?" George suggested.
"Oh no please.. I'll be like a whiney baby. Something like a comedy?" She tried to change the movie but George still put a horror one, Insidious. It was actually horribly scary one, well for Kiara.

She found herself snuggled into a blanket, her body dangerously close to George's, once there was the first jumpscare, Kiara jumped and yelled in fear. She hid her face in the blanket and panted. George chuckled.

"Come on, it's nothing. Look." He made her look in the most shit part ever when another jumpscare appeared, making Kiara jump again and turn on the lights.
"I swear to god! This thing is horrible!" She whimpered and settled on the couch again.
"Hey, it's okay. Do you really got that scared?" His hand landed on her back and rubbed it slightly.

Kiara nodded, actually feeling frightened by the movie.

"Can we please switch because I'm really not sleeping tonight if i keep watching.." Kiara snuggled closer to the blanket.
"Okay okay, we can switch." He chucked.

She switched to some comedy and kept eating my dinner. George's arm found its way around her shoulders, bringing her close to him. She somehow felt safe again. Not as same as with Charles... but still.

Kiara fell asleep on the couch, in George's embrace. But did it felt right? Last night Charles, this night George? Was she a whore? Do she feel like one?

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