Neighbours, Friends, Lovers

40. Bodyguard

꧁ Charlotte's Pov ꧂

It was cloudy day and the sky was representing pretty well my mood.
The classes were filled of new things and I'm a bit behind with the work since I've been away for a few days.

I put my headphones on and play Escapism that is my song at the moment.
As she was singing "I found myself in a shit position" even if "the man that I love" didn't "sat me down last night and he" didn't "told me that it's over" I felt even worst.

My thoughts are interrupted by a hand grabbing my wrist. A firm grab with a huge hand.
I literally jumped out and when I was about to turn and hit the guy with my bag I meet the eyes.
Eyes that aren't of "someone".
Eyes that were the eyes few days ago.
My salivation stops.
My body gets incredibly hot.
My hands starts to sweat.

He is here.
I didn't saw him for more than a week.

I take my wrist back and he let it go.
His eyes are apologetic, while his outfit is a complete disaster. But as always he looks good anyway.

"Charlotte." he says waking me up from my thoughts. Even the sound of my name on his lips doesn't sound the same.

I shake my head trying to wake myself up while Escapism still playing in my ears.
I pull the headphones down till they are wrapped around my neck.

"What are you doing here?" I ask starting to walk again and he reaches for my elbow.
"Let me go." I say avoiding his eyes while I'm about to faint because of the many emotions that are running through my body.
I'm heartbroken that hurts like hell especially when he's here looking good as hell.
"Let me go people can see us arguing." I say slowly trying to soften my irritated face expression.
He slowly let my elbow go ending the warm contact.
"Please baby, let me give you a ride home, people are watching us..." he says and I burst in a laugh. In a hysterical laugh.

"You're worried for the people getting to know about our break up?" I ask between laughs.
His face gets dark.
"If it was for me I don't give a shit about people. I care about you. I know you're hurting." he lets out but it's difficult for me to believe him after what happened.
"Yeah I saw." I say clearly mocking him.
"Let me give you a ride, home is too far, you can't walk this much." he says like he was worried about me walking home even yesterday.
"See how you payed attention all this time?" I ask rhetorically.
He still doesn't know that I'm not staying at my parents house.
"Why?" he asks and I roll my eyes.
"Please Charlotte. Let's go." he says unlocking Arthur's car. He even thought of a way to not get recognised.

My phone rings and it's Thomas.
"Hey." I answer while Charles stare burns on my skin.
I can see clearly with the corner of my eye that he's biting his lower lip nervously.
"Hey where are you?" he asks while I can hear his car engine.
"Close to the Casino." I say slightly smiling while Charles face got even darker.
"I'm coming. Stay there." he says and after agreeing I hang up.

I look up at him with his hands into his pants pockets.
"You can go. My ride is coming." I say vague.
He furrows his eyebrows.
"Who called?" he asks making me laugh again.
I laugh because I have no tears left.
"I don't think it's your business. Not anymore." I say cold "You can go. I didn't agree to be seen with you in public. I agreed to attend some gran prix and some Instagram posts. Nothing more." I continue and Thomas car parks right on my side.
Charles eyes lays on Thomas.

He turns in my way again giving Thomas his back.
"Thomas?" he asks with a sense of betrayal in his voice "Since when you two got this close?" he keeps going "Are you a thing now?!" he yells.

The smile on my lips doesn't die.
I'm not touched. Not even a little bit.
The confusion and pain in his eyes are just the crumbles of the pain that I went through.
"It's not your business. Now you can move on with your Alex." I say even if it costs me a lot to pronunce her name.
His forehead furrows.
"My Alex? Are nuts? You are mine. My Charlotte." he says softly and his pupils are dilated now, his face expression relaxed.
He steps forward to reach my hands and I wake up.
I get to avoid his touch by stepping aside and walk by him.
"Was Charles. I wast." I say reaching for the car door and entering.