! Trigger Warning: Mentions of Self Harm !
Max pov:
I was so lucky to have a 'friend' like Charles. "Max if you want to shower you can." I looked up. Charles walked out of his room in a pair of sweatpants, his hair wet and god did he look gorgeous. "Ok. Thanks" I got in the shower it was nice to feel the hot droplets fall on my back. I got out the shower and wrapped the towel around my waist as I was reaching for my shirt the door opened and Charles walked in. "Sorry I just wanted to..." He stopped and stared at my arms. "Max why didn't you tell me?" I sighed. "I didn't want to worry you Charie." I know why he was so shocked the cuts on my arms weren't exactly very small. "Please don't do it again" I looked away. I didn't want to make a promise I knew I would break. "Max look at me. Promise you won't do it again" "I promise" I knew it was a lie but I could at least try for him.
But I knew it was going to happen again.
I would always be broken.
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Driving In My Head, Driving In My Heart
FanfictionCharles is a driver for Ferrari. Max is a driver for RedBull. But what happens when they fall in love?
