"big reputation, big reputation, oh you and me would be a big conversation."
the one where charles leclerc meets a girl who changes his whole life - for better and worse.
[written & social media]
She looks through the peephole even though she knows who it is, she's been waiting for him. It's like clockwork for her – every time she gets the same quick 5 second call ("I'm on my way, I'll be there in less than 30."), she makes sure to be pretty, primped, and ready before waiting anxiously by her front door.
It's no different this time – except it is. It's so different this time and that makes her feel extra queasy.
The blonde sucks in a deep breath before she opens her front door and lets the tall man walk right into her apartment. She watches him in awe as he pulls off his hood and then slips out of his jacket all together. When he turns around to look at her, he smirks at the flustered look on her face.
"Come to me," He orders and like a good girl, she follows his command in an instant.
As soon as she's right in front of him, he pulls her even closer, his lips right at the shell of her ear. She feels chills when his warm breath hits her skin.
"Why aren't you naked for me?"
She looks up and can't help but get lost in his eyes. He's staring right back at her with a devilish smirk still on his face. When she doesn't speak quick enough, his hands find their way to the bottom of the soft sweater she's wearing. He inches it up and up, goosebumps littering her arms when he pulls the sweater over her belly button.
She stops him then with her hands on his own big ones, he looks at her with furrowed brows and then raises one when her mouth opens and closes twice.
She knows she needs to just say it before anything happens. So she takes a deep breath and pulls her shoulders back. She looks up at the man in front of her but her confidence crumbles completely when he wraps his arms around her waist and pushes his groin into her lower belly.
The blonde lets out a deep breath before opening her mouth and letting the words finally spill out.
"I-I'm pregnant, Toto." She whispers, her eyes downcast and her heart beating rapidly in her chest while she waits. She closes her eyes when she feels him tense before pulling away from her all together.
When the seconds pass and he still hasn't said a word to her, she slowly pulls her gaze upward to finally look up at his face. Just as expected, Toto's face is scrunched and horrified. She doesn't know what to say so she just watches as he gulps and then runs his hand through his hair.
For the first time since he's entered her apartment, she zones in on the ring that is resting on his finger- always in place. It makes her heart hurt even more when she realizes how truly messed up this situation is.
"Please say something," She finally spits out, her voice wavering at the end.
Toto shakes his head and lets out a disbelieving laugh. "What would you like me to say? I can't– I don't know what i'm supposed to say to you."
She holds her head up high this time, "At- at least tell me you'll be there t-to support me and o-our baby."
The tall man stares at her and says nothing. He's unsure of what he could say to her that will not piss her off. All the words running through his mind are words he knows will just upset her.
"I'm married, you know that," Toto starts and then stops momentarily when he sees her deflate. "I cannot be there for you as you may be wishing but-"
She waits with bated breath. Though it hurts her to hear him already deny even promising to be there for her or for their baby, she waits to hear what he says next. She's a sucker for him and knows how wrong it is. She's known from the beginning that this man was never going to leave his wife– his family – for her and she fell for him anyways.
Toto clears his throat and runs a hand down his shirt. He walks over to pick up his jacket and drapes it over his arm. The night is ruined and after the news that was dropped on him, he needs to leave and go straight home – to his wife and kids.
"Toto," She whispers out, tears already welling up in her eyes. She knew this wasn't gonna end the way she wanted but it still hurts her nonetheless.
Toto ignores her as he heads back over to the front door, stopping when his hand touches the cold metal of the door knob. "I'll be in touch, give me a few days."
She doesn't say anything as the older man walks out of her apartment. She lets the tears fall shamelessly while she lays her hand over her still flat stomach.
She doesn't hear from Toto again until 11 days after that day in her apartment. He shows up uninvited on her doorstep with a contract sitting in his briefcase.
He leaves her apartment 32 minutes later with a signed contract stating she will not expose the baby's paternity to Toto's wife, family, or the public. As long as she agrees to never speak about the illegitimate child of Toto Wolff that she is currently carrying and will soon give birth to, Toto will continue to deposit a monthly stipend into an account for their child to do with as they please in the future.
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hi to anyone who reads this!!! this is just a small intro to my very first f1 book. i hope you guys enjoy and YES this is a charles leclerc fanfic, do not let the intro fool you 😁
i'm kind of nervous to write my first ever f1 story, just because i'm so new to being a fan of f1 so please excuse me if things aren't correct but also this is fake so i may make things up as well obviously!
also this will be in written format but also some chapters will be in/include social media format, i hope that's okay with you all.
