𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃, charles leclerc

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, maisie

❝ can i go where you go? ❞
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I'm shoving everything I brought over into my bag quite quickly. Olive's plane already landed and I have to go pick her up asap.

One tiny problem, I don't have a car yet.

I'm gonna have to call a cab which is gonna take even more time and I'll be extremely late. Something I hate.

Once everything is in, I make my way out of the room. I'm heading for the main door but of course, I have to say goodbye to Charles.

I walk in a hurry and almost don't notice him standing in the hallway, waiting for me. "If you're this fast on the track, I'm gonna have to step up my game." He jokes.

"Kind of late." I use as an explanation. I remember to call the cab. I get my phone out and then realize I don't have any fucking cab numbers from Monaco. Does Monaco even have taxis? Or is it like old horses or some shit? "I need a cab. How do I call a cab?" I look back up at him.

"Uhm, with this?" He seems genuinely confused and not making fun of me as he points to my phone.

"I'm new here. I don't know any cabs to call. Do you have Uber?" I think of another solution as I open the Uber app I have never used or even opened until maybe now.

"Of course we have Uber. Why wouldn't we?"

Create an account

Ugh!

"Do you have Uber? Can I call an Uber from your phone?" I look back up at him.

"You gotta calm down, Freckles. You're back to over stressing." He says in a soothing voice but that's not enough to calm me down.

I get a little agitated sometimes when things aren't going my way.

"I'm gonna be late, gimme your phone." I put my hand out, frowning at him as I give him orders. Not only did I use his bed, eat his phone, play his piano... I'm now taking his phone.

"Here." He caves in but turns around and heads for his entrance, I follow, assuming his phone is there. He takes out keys from a bowl that's placed on the table of the entrance.

"These are not your phone."

"Obviously not." Then why are you giving them to me!? "My car keys. Go do what you gotta do and give them back when you're done."

I freeze completely. There's actually no way he's trusting me enough with his car. "I'd rather your phone." I barely manage to get out.

"Uber won't get here for another ten minutes at the latest. You'd be even more late. Besides, it's not safe out there. I can't let you go alone with some guy." He insists, handing me the keys.

I don't move. No. I can't take his car. It's becoming too much. "I'm not taking your car. No way." I shake my head, pushing his hand away and back to him.

"You don't have another choice." He pushes it back towards me, opening the palm of my hand and placing the keys in it.

"Charles! This is too much!" I put my hand out with the keys, trying to give them back to him.