𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 ★ charles leclerc

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚, charles

❝ it's 2AM in your car. ❞
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When Maisie's old karting place where she used to work and train knew she was back, they instantly invited her up.

So it is now one A.M. and we're getting ready to go up to race. Olive, her uncle and his wife, her second cousin, Nour and her boyfriend are joining us too.

"Willow, stop!" She yells at the dog who keeps barking excitedly, thinking she's going out with us. Her aunt was supposed to come too, so Willow could stay with her while we drove and watched us but their baby, Paul, I think, just got sick so she can't leave him with her grandma.

"Maisie..." I try to calm her down as the dog annoys her while she tries to finish getting ready.

She shrugs and continues looking at herself in the mirror as she applies her make up. I walk over, ready myself, and lean down, placing a kiss on her cheek.

"Stop it, I'm trying to do my makeup." She doesn't appreciate my gesture and instead pushes my face away from her.

I chuckle, leaving her to continue as I sit behind on her bed and just watch her. I could sit all day and admire her just preparing herself and never get bored.

I love her freckles. I love her humor. I love her vanilla scent. I love her country. I love her laugh.  I love her family. I love her eyes. I love everything about her. And especially her.

Every time I look at her, I just want to tell her. I want to tell her just how much I'm in love with her and I'd do anything for her. But, I'm too afraid.

And right now, that feeling is stronger than ever. I keep it in though. I can't risk it. The relationship is already a risk, telling her I love her, It's just too hard.

"Will you stop staring? You're making me blush and I'm trying to put on blush." I couldn't care less. Make up or not, she's the most beautiful girl in the world.

I stand up and pick her up as she holds her brush. She yells. "Leclerc!" She yells, her high pitched voice ringing in my ear. "Charles Marc Hervé Perceval Leclerc," She enumerates. "Put me down immediately!" She demands as Willow helps her by barking at me.

I laugh and let her down, keeping her on her toes and making her stand in front of me. "You memorized my full name?" I smirk.

"Well," She starts, her eyes darting away for a second before looking back up at me. "If it's going to be my future name, shouldn't I?" She refers to my comment of yesterday about marrying her.

How can I not tell her I love her after that?

"Fuck, it'd look beautiful next to your name." I groan before bringing her waist on mine and kissing her. We're talking about it in a joke-y matter way, yet deep down, there's nothing I'd want more than to put a ring on her finger.

She chuckles as we kiss, and it literally sends butterflies down my stomach. Damn her, I love her so fucking much.

When I let her go, she finishes off quickly in order for us to get going before we're late. The ride is not more than an hour from here.

"We have to film a TikTok, as per my manager's instructions." She tells me as she locks the door behind us.

"Okay." I nod.