Fifty Shades Of Red | Charles Leclerc

12. My Way

                                Charles'pov

"Why are you here?" I ask when I see Hailey standing outside my door. I'm not surprised to see her here after what happened today but then again I wasn't expecting her to actually show up to my door.

I look down at what she's holding and I see a piece of paper similar to the one that's sitting on my coffe table.

I know why she's here.

"We have to talk." Is all she says and I open the door wider and step aside for her to get in. Hesitation is written all over her face at first, like she wasn't expecting me to actually invite her in.

Hailey walks inside my room and stands there awkwardly, eyeing me up. She seems like she's shaking. Is she...nervous? As if she could read my thoughts, she turns her head up, standing a big straighter. I turn my head towards my bed, signaling for her to sit down and she takes a seat while I stand to keep some distance between us.

"So?" I say after some minutes of silence since none of us dares to speak first.

"Charles-"

"I'm sorry." I whisper and my entire body goes numb as I hold my breath.

"What?" Hailey looks up at me from where she's sitting and I bite my tongue this time.

"Come on, don't make me say it again." I turn my back on her, embarrassed.

"I heard what you said, it's just...I wasn't expecting for you to apologise when I came here."

I wasn't expecting to apologise to her either but it kind of just slipped out of me. There are a few things that I need to apologise to her about...okay maybe like a lot, however for some reason I just can't do it.

I cough a bit to clear my throat.

"Well, believe it or not I can own up to my mistakes." I say while turning around and Hailey raises up one of her eyebrows.

"Don't make me regret apologising in the first place. This is already hard for me."

Hailey giggles a bit then bites her lower lip to stop herself from smiling. She is enjoying this. Enjoying me suffer.

"I don't forgive you." She says now with a straight face and I cross my hands in front of me while leaning my back on the wall.

"What? Why?" I look at her in disbelief.

"It's going to take more than that."

"I already apologised, what do you want me to do? Get on my knees and beg?"

"Perhaps." She smirks.

She's playing me. But I don't like to play fair.

We look at each other, never breaking eye contact when I start moving towards her slowly. Once there's barely any distance between us, I use my knee to part her legs so I can stand even closer to her while she looks up at me from sitting down on my bed. I can feel her breathing begin to quicken, it being a fair representation of mine while I take a lock of her hair and put it behind her ear.

"W-what are you doing?" Hailey asks as I get on my knee, now being eye level with her, using one of my hands to keep my balance on the bed while I roam the other on her body, it slowly stroking her clothed thigh.

"I'm sorry." I murmur, sounding genuine this time.

"Charles." Hailey says with a threatening tone and with a cold stare but it doesn't affect me because my whole body is burning up at the mention of my name from her lips.

"What? I'm apologising." I say innocently and move my hand towards her inner thigh.

I can feel her get tense under my touch and I smirk, satisfied with the reaction I'm getting out of her.

"Is this what you call apologising?" She says out of breath, putting her hand on top of mine, peeling it away from her.

"It's my way."

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Hailey's pov

I immediately stand up, removing myself as far away as possible from Charles' presence.

One moment he's humiliating me and saying unkind things to me and the other he's literally all over me. It's so confusing, and I hate him for it. I hate how he's always messing around with my thoughts and feelings.

I stare out of the window, trying to make sense out of everything when I feel Charles shift positions behind me, now standing up.

"So, are we really doing this?" Charles says and I turn to look at him "Being in a relationship?"

"Don't say it like that, it's just pretend." I roll my eyes and he gives me an all-knowing look.

"Right...so pretending to be together."

"We don't have any other choice, do we?" I say annoyed this time, trying to make Charles somewhat guilty since we're in this situation because of him.

"Alright then." He says while walking towards his coffe table where several letters are lying.

"What are you doing?" I ask when I can't see what Charles is doing because his body is blocking the way.

I shift in my position, walking closer to him and I see him shoving some letters quickly inside a drawer befitting holding the pr contract that looks excatly like mine and signing it at the end without hesitation.

"Why'd you sign it right away? We had to talk about it together first!"

"What's there to talk about?" Charles asks, turning towards me handing me the pen "We might not get along but this problem is bigger than the two of us."

"So nice to think about something else rather than yourself." I say and take the pen Charles is offering me, lining it up on the blank space.

I hesitate at first, the ink from the pen soaking the paper a bit as I think about all the things that I'll have to deal with after I write my signature down.

I take a deep breath.

"Try not to fall in love with me." Charles says from beside me.

"As If." I roll my eyes at him, knowing that he hates it when I do that, my voice filled with sarcasm.

I look down at the pen, trying to make my hand stop shaking as I write down my signature.

That's it. There's no going back now. I've officially "signed my soul away." From now on, a part of me is Charles' in a way and a part of him is mine.

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I APOLOGISE FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER, HOWEVER I DIDN'T HAVE TOO MUCH MOTIVATION TO WRITE ANYTHING MORE.

I'LL TRY MAKING THE NEXT CHAPTER LONGER❤️