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Charlotte's Pov

It didn't took us much to put all my stuff in Arthur's car. He let us borrow it as the sweetheart he is but also he was trilled to borrow his brother's Ferrari for a day too.

A sensation in my chest took place and now is living rent free since the night Charles asked me to move in with him.
It's kinda sad to see my bedroom get a bit empty but I cheer myself up telling myself that I'm not going to a war or that even if I'm moving with Charles that doesn't mean that my bedroom will be taken down. It will still there I just will be going to Charles apartment than here after my classes.

My mom looked at us with shiny eyes and I get what's going into her head.
It's not easy for me too.
This is a really big step for me. Committing to stay with someone 24h for the next days, months and maybe years that isn't a member of my family.

Charles takes my hand and kisses a knuckle of my hand.
He drives us away from my house and drive us to our home.
Me keeps comforting me with his touch while his eyes are focused on the streets that now he could do with his eyes closed for how much he knows them well.
He doesn't let go my hand even when some fan recognises Charles and captures us on a photo or video,
He distracts me from it by talking about Miami.

"Oh cmon baby.." he protests.
"Babe you know that I can't take all these days off class. I went even to the Italian Grand Prix." I say showing him a pout.
I want to go too, I really do expecially in the States since I've never been and also since I have actual friends in the paddock.
"Oh, baby please?" he says now showing his best pout.
"Mon amour, you know I would never leave your side if I could but I can't." I say and he lets a sigh leave his mouth.
"At least you will be at our apartment." he says and my chest freezes almost like I've just forgot how to breathe.

Our.

"What?" he asks waking me up from my mental freeze.
I shake my head and unable deeply trying to send some fresh air to my body .
"I just..." I start and then hesitate trying to find the right words to explain what just happened to my chest.
"What?" he asks now kinda worried.
He reaches for my hand again.
I look at him. He looks fresh then ever, happier than ever and all this juts because he will get to share his place with me. Place that he didn't wanted to share with nobody in the past.
"It's just that the word our hit me." I explain and his dark brown eyebrows hits the roof of his brother car.
"It's our baby. It's not just mine anymore." he says and just by few words he transforms a pretty sad and nostalgic day in the best memorable day.

▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Charles Pov ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀

I'm not gonna lie.
I already miss her and this long ass flight is not helping me at all.

The first night at our apartment she was a bit nostalgic but it went very well.
It was so natural have her around and it didn't felt like an invasion at all.
I love how the place it looks with her stuff around but put very tidily. Her make up, her skincare, her toothbrush right next to mine.
Her running shoes in my closet, her books on her side of the closet.
Her lip balm, water bottle, glasses and computer on her nightstand.
Her favorite foods in the fridge.
I even love how tidy and fresh the fridge is looking with her healthy stuff.
I love to see her apartment keys that I gave her, in the bowl at the entrance every time I get home and I find her freshly showered waiting for me.
One thing that I absolutely love is how the place is  smelling now with all her candles, how my bedsheets smell from her body spray and body lotion and last but not least I love giving her flowers and see them well assembled in different vases around the house.

I can't stop smiling even thinking about how many products she made me try in these past days before bed while we were chilling in the sofa or in the bed. I play annoyed but the real fact is that I love it to be her products tester... it makes me feel like we're bonding even more.
I love to see her happy and satisfied and I would do 100 face masks if she wants also be a I love them and I love how my skin is looking, all because her love and her skin routine products.

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