Unreliable

18 - PR relationship part one

Trigger/Content Warning: Homophobia (are you even surprised that there's homophobia in this chapter?) and Sexual Content

Third Person POV

Courtney is currently sitting in Carla's office, waiting for the young lady to walk in the room and have an argument with her. Courtney fucked up, and she knows that, but she doesn't want to face the consequences.

Courtney hears the loud stomping of Carla's last season Prada shoes on the extremely expensive quartz floor. Courtney had never thought of being in the FIA's head office in her life.

Courtney can't stop thinking about the moments she's had with Charles.

Courtney's POV

I try to make my brain snap out of these memories with Charles, but I keep thinking of them.

"Hey." He coldly replies back, looking away from his phone and looking at me. It was only midday so Charles still had a while until the start of the practice session, in two hours and a half.

"My engineer has reviewed all the data and he has confirmed that the car is fully ready for the practice session." I then sit down next to him, worried.

"What's wrong? You're worried." Charles looks at me and holds my hand.

"I'm just worried you'll... y'know."

"Don't be, Courtney. I can ask Fred if you can watch the race from the garage. I promise it'll all be alright." Charles promises me.

"Pinky finger promise?"

"Pinky finger promise." We both interlace our pinky fingers and kiss. I have to admit, kissing Charles is a fucking fever dream.

God, I need to stop thinking about this shit. I'm not even together with that faggot anymore. I'm surprised he hasn't killed himself yet.

"I want to be with you, forever." I tell Charles, while he's holding his hand in my neck and using the other hand to brush my soft, blonde hair.

"I want to be with you forever as well, baby." He pulls me in for a kiss, with tongue, obviously.

"Charles, there's something I have to tell you." I continue, looking at him in the eye as he pulls out his phone.

"I need to go," He kisses me on the cheek. "Tell me later, alright?" I nod and he leaves the room.

Fuck! Why am I still thinking about this guy?! I need to stop thinking about my encounters with this faggot. Why is my brain doing this? It knows I hate him!

"Charles?" I get on top of him before he wakes up suddently.

He wakes up and rubs his eyes. "You ready for round 2?" I ask him, taking off his shirt while on top of him.

"Why didn't you ask earlier?" He pulls me in and starts kissing me so hard I can't breathe. This is an impulse after hearing what Wyatt said to me.

A physical impulse, a mental impulse, a seuxal impulse. Worse than just straight up giving me the middle finger.

Suddently, my hand reaches down into Charles' pants where I can feel his stiff cock. I unbuckle his belt and I pull his pants all the way down.

I go all the way down the sheets, getting close to his underwear. "How about you put me in a wheelchair, Charles?"

I pull down his underwear and I carefully lick his big cock. It's unbelievable how Charles' and Max's cock are nearly the same size, damn.

Oh god damn it! I'm obsessed with him, that's why!

Finally, a few seconds after that horrible thought - Carla comes in the room.

Third Person POV

"You dumb bitch!" Carla yells as she enters the room and slams the door closed. Courtney gulps in nervousness.

"Why would you do that, Courtney?!" Carla continues yelling as she sits down, slamming a fat stack of papers on the big, black, wooden office table.

"Why... not? I mean, we both hate him." Courtney says, pointing at her and then at Carla.

"I don't care, Courtney! The contracted agreement was that you and Charles would be together at that house, 24/7." Carla says, flipping through papers, skimming them. "If you don't follow the contracted agreement and the NDA, you know the consequences. And you don't want that to happen, do you, Je-" Courtney cuts Carla off.

"ALRIGHT! Alright! I'll follow the Contract and the NDA." Courtney chickens out and Carla grabs her papers and her purse and leaves the room.

"I'm ready to tell this shit to the public, fuck it."