"You're dead to me, Charles," she gasped. "You promised, Mar!" he yelled after her. She came to a halt. Without a second glance, she replied, "And I've kept mine for way too long." -------- Margot has loved Charles since they were kids hitting the karting tracks and dreaming of futures bigger than their small heads could fathom. But when Charles became a driver in Formula 1, soaring through the ranks while people whispered his name in awe, the boy who once held her hand and promised forever disappeared into a world of speed, fame, and shallow affections-leaving Margot and her heart behind. To him, she is a memory of the past he can remember or discard at will. To her, he's the ache she can't forget and the betrayal she can't forgive. But when a single drunk dial and an everlasting heartbreak bring their lives crashing back together, Margot must decide whether the boy she loved still lives inside the man who broke her, and if her love is worth rebuilding from the shards he left behind. ❗content warning: strong language, mature scenes, death, panic attacks [FINISHED] ⚠️ This is a work of fiction! I do not hold any rights regarding Formula One, Charles Leclerc as a real-existing person or any of the other real-existing people. The events of the book are fully made-up. However, I do hold rights over the plot and fictional characters especially of Margot Pelletier and do NOT allow any reuse of the idea or my own characters! 🗣️ [ENG] 📌 [Charles Leclerc × OC best friend] © All rights reserved - hiddenwritingcorner, 2024 written by: Terry

You and I walk a fragile line I have known it all this time But I never thought I'd live to see it break It's getting dark and it's all too quiet And I can't trust anything now And it's coming over you like it's all a big mistake - Haunted by Taylor Swift ----------------- Camille Mourea never cared for Formula 1. Her world was music-raw, aching, and beautifully untamed. But for Juliette Jones, her best friend and biggest fan, the track was everything. And so, Camille found herself in the heart of the paddock, in the whirlwind of roaring engines and flashing cameras. To Juliette, Charles Leclerc was the love of her life. To Camille, he was just her best friend's boyfriend-until he wasn't. Until stolen glances turned into something she couldn't ignore. Until his presence felt like a melody she was never meant to write. What begins as innocent admiration slowly unravels into something unspoken, something dangerous. It lingers in the spaces between races and late-night calls, in the weight of a gaze that lasts too long, in the suffocating guilt of wanting what she cannot have. Because love, like racing, is a ruthless game. One mistake, one wrong turn, and everything could go up in flames. But how do you stop a heart that's already in free fall? Charles Leclerc x FemOC F1 Driver x singer Disclaimer This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to real people, events, or relationships is coincidental. I do not know the individuals mentioned, nor do I intend to misrepresent or disrespect them. This is a work of imagination and should be read as such. -> this Story is a slow burn! It's very light and more about the what ifs, if you don't like that maybe rather look at my other fanfictions <33