You Are Not Alone [Charles Leclerc]

🌠Thirty-second chapter🌠

"Got no self control
And I don't mean cigarettes and alcohol
'Cause when it comes to you, I can't say no
I don't want a taste, I want it all."
Self Control; Bebe Rexha

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*TW - subtle racist remarks*

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"Hey, sorry for the delay, GPS betrayed us," I quickly apologised before we sat on the two empty chairs. I was seated against Alexandrina and next to...yes, you guessed right, next to Charles Marc Hervé Percival Leclerc...yep, that's his full name actually. I had no idea until I found it randomly on the internet.

As I was seating myself Charles quickly glanced at me. Our eyes locked up for a brief moment before he shyly looked away.

"Don't tell me you got lost!" Jasmine exclaimed loudly and laughed.

"Sérgio's GPS is dumb," I shrugged and gave the Brasilian a look. He glared at me before turning his attention to the young blonde.

"Normally not...it just doesn't know this place," Sérgio was quick to defend a stupid software.

"I'm not surprised, it's a -"

"DON'T," Jasmine interrupted Chloe with a warning look in her eyes.

"But it's true..."

"It's my favourite place in the world! I'm also not insulting your favourite place so shut up."

"It looks like a dorp," Chloe casually said and Jasmine looked at her in shock.

"You can't say that!"

"God, stop arguing like little kids and let's order some food, I'm starving," Alexandrina rolled her eyes and grabbed the menu. We all did the same and the whole table was silent, everybody was deeply studying the menu. I guess they eat Asian foods very often because they were quickly done with their choice. I, on the other hand, was drowning in the weird names, having no clue what should I imagine underneath it. Hell, I can't even read it properly, how am I supposed to choose something?

"Don't know what to pick?" I didn't have to move my eyes from the menu to feel Charles looking over my shoulder, his arm resting on the back of my chair.

"No idea," I admitted, trying to control my wildly beating heart. He's wearing that cologne I love the most on him...I bet he did this on purpose. He knew I'm going to be here so he wants to show me what I'm missing. If that's right, his plan is working very well, I'm slowly losing my self-control. Well done Charles.