.......Carlos pov:
I was in the house, and my eyes searched for him!
It was like he was still here
He's fragrance filled my whole headBut whatever it was, it was my imagination
I dragged myself to the bed with difficulty and tried to sleep
But I couldn't The dance scene, his eyes, his hair falling on his face from the heatAll of them stole sleep from my eyes And nothing tormented me more than his perfume on this bed
The fact that he has been sleeping on this bed for the past few days It made me more restless than before,
I jumped out of bed and made my way to the gym to calm my thoughts
But what a useless effort
Every punch I hit
His image became clearer in front of my eyes
My hair was wet and sweat was running all over my faceI don't know how many hours I was there to make him escape from my head
But I know that a little light shines into the room from the windows
And this means that everything I tried was useless!I threw my gloves
"My God, what are you doing? "I shouted to myself
"Why do you think about him so much?
He is nobody in your life, nobody!! "
I was panting
I looked in front of me I saw myself in the mirror "My God, my God
what are you doing with yourself?"
My voice was low now"Just because of that guy? "
I put my hands on my face And I covered my face with them"My God, why I want him so badly? "
My voice was broken
It was still hard for me to accept this
I lowered my hands and I stared at myself again" Why do you need him so much?"
My pupils were trembling And my body because of several hours of non-stop training was hurt"You know he hates you, right? "I repeated to myself
Like torturing myself was giving me what I wanted!"he's not for you, Carlos, and he won't be!!"
That's it? give up So what was those looks?
The looks that I saw in his eyes in these few days.They are just your imagination!
The voices inside my head were arguing and giving me a nervous headache
I left the mirror, I wanted to leave the club
when I heard his voicein my head
It stopped meI turned back to see him But something similar to the images of my memories passed in front of my eyes
The night we fought together here The night I was teaching him how to fight
The moments when I got too close to him He was blushing but trying to hide his face and distance himself from me
With Remembering those moments, something warmed my heart Something like hope.
I knew that I have been very bad with him until now And I made him hate me
But I'm not going to pass up something that I want with all my heart"I will make you mine, little boy
Even if I have to wait a long time"
I said in a quiet whisperIt was like he was here and he heard my words!
..
The vacation is over and now the whole team is on their way to Canada
I came here a few days early,
because I had to do everything
I was preparing for the race
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My driver | charlos
Fanfiction"It's a gay story" -- Charles Leclerc, the golden boy of the Ferrari and Carlos Sainz , who has big secrets in his life They hate each other because of what happened between them And at this time , things happen between them that make this two en...