I FEEL A pair of arms tighten around my waist as i turn towards my closest source of heat, a body. i've been known to practically thrash about in my sleep, so i'm assuming this isn't the only time he's had to practically hold me down. i look up, admiring his features as his eyes remain closed until after a few moments, i'm met by a sea of blue and green and his usual grin i notice he almost always has when he's around me. 'hi.' i whisper as i nuzzle my face into his neck, feeling him peck the crown of my head.'good morning.' he speaks softly as i close my eyes, feeling his chest vibrate. there's a period of silence for a few moments before i decide to speak again.
'can we just stay here forever?'
'we could.' he chuckles. 'but as much as i love being with you, i'd also like to drive an f1 car.' he jokes and i giggle.
'great to know that you'd choose your car over me, leclerc.' i mumble as i close my eyes and let out a sigh of satisfaction.
'of course not.' he replies and i scoff.
'whatever you say, baby.' i say softly. we stay in bed for a bit longer until we finally decide to get up.
'what do you want to eat?' charles asks me as i shrug.
'i'm not hungry.' i mutter as we head downstairs, his shirt and my panties being the only thing i'm wearing as he furrows his brows at me.
'well, breakfast is the most important meal of the day, so..' he trails off as we get to the kitchen and i take a seat at a stool on the island and he stands opposite me.
'well, i'm not hungry.' i mimic as he rolls his eyes.
'sure.' he mumbles before he opens his fridge door and starts rummaging through it.
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'hey, did you know that kiara was the one who uploaded the video of me drinking?' i bring up as i poke around at the scrambled eggs charles practically begged me to eat.
'what?' he questions as i look up, seeing his brows furrowed and i nod.
'yeah, i found out that day that you crashed out in the race.' i say to him as he swallows hard.
'and you've known all this time and didnt tell me?' he asks, almost shocked.
'yeah..'
'théa what the fuck? why didnt you?'
'because it wouldn't have changed anything.' i shrug and he scoffs.
'are you gonna sue her?' he asks and i shake my head.
'there's no point.'
'do you know 100% that it's her?' he asks and i look back down at my plate.
'i'm like, 99.9% sure its her.'
'how do you know?'
'well, we were talking and she was openly telling me how she was jealous about our relationship and how she was there that night at the club in monaco but she doesnt remember what happened because she was too drunk.' i explain as i can basically see him connect the dots in his head. 'there was no one else who it couldve been so i just assumed.' i shrug.
'no, you're right. i'm sorry. i shouldve been more aware of what she was doing.'
'it's not your fault. and besides, everything happens for a reason, right? if she never uploaded that video, then we wouldnt be here now because my relationship with my father wouldnt have gone to shit and i wouldnt have moved in with you.' i say and he nods slowly.
'yeah, you're right.' he mumbles before he kisses my lips with the same passion he always does.
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for the rest of the season, i join charles with all of his races, eventually sparking an interest by the media. he posted a picture of us captioned with a heart so now everytime the camera pans to me in the garage, i'm labelled as his partner and a model. how sick is that? anyway, it's finally the end of the season, charles coming second in the championship as we've almost arrived at my parents' house.
'we should get a dog.' i announce randomly whilst scrolling through social media as charles raises his brows at me from the driver's seat.
'really?' he asks and i nod.
'a dachshund. i've always wanted one.' i shrug as he smiles.
'okay, whatever you say.' he agrees and i smile too. he brings his ferrari to a stop outside the mansion as we both step out, my hand in his as we walk in.
'hello?' i call out as one of the maids approaches us.
'your family is outside, miss.' she says with a smile and i nod.
'thank you.' i say kindly as we both head out, our fingers still interlocked as i see charles' family outside too. 'sorry we're late.' i apologise as they all look at us with smiles on their faces and they come up to greet us. after that, i sit down between pascale and charles as she gives me a smile.
'i must say, i always knew you two would end up together.' she says and i give her a small smile.
'well, i always hoped that we would.' i laugh as charles' hand slips onto my thigh.
'what are you drinking?' he asks me and i shrug.
'whatever you are.' i say as he nods.
'not too much.' he says and i roll my eyes.
'whatever.' i scoff as he laughs. i feel a pair of eyes on me as i look across, seeing my brother glaring at me.
'how long have you liked him?' he asks me as i smirk.
'ever since highschool.' i say with a laugh as he scoffs.
'i knew it!' he announces and we all laugh.
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sorry for the shit ending i lost motivation lol
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