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"I think I might be one of them" she said, and I couldn't help but blink in confusion. Was it the alcohol talking, or did she actually say what I think she said? What on earth does that even mean? Here I am, chatting with a girl who's willing to pretend to be someone's date for cash?Was I seriously admiring someone like her? I thought she was just this down-to-earth, kind-hearted person, but now I feel like I've been completely blindsided. This stings, man. Maybe it's just the alcohol messing with my head. I definitely need some shut-eye.
My expression shifted, and I could feel the sternness settling on my face as I uttered, "I think I need some sleep."
I rose from my seat, ready to put some distance between us, but Y/n started talking. "Wait, what's the issue?" she asked, her voice laced with concern. It hit me then—she genuinely didn't know what Binotto had proposed. I couldn't blame her; I wasn't about to spill the beans either. But I couldn't stand the thought of her agreeing to some fake dating scheme just for cash. I mean, I genuinely liked this girl. If she wanted to hang out, I was all for it, but this whole charade? It didn't sit right with me. "Listen," I began, my voice firm, "I have zero interest in this whole deal. If you have even a shred of respect for my feelings, steer clear of it."
I can find another girl, someone I feel nothing for, but not her. She's different, you know? There's something about her, something that draws me in. She's beautiful, sure, but it's more than that. It's like... I can't even explain it. I just know that I like her, and it's not simple.
"But I already signed the contract," she said, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. How could she just sign it without even knowing what it entails? Was it all about the money for her? "I don't care," I replied, though deep down, I cared more than I could admit. This whole situation could change everything for us. "But you have to listen, I was told—" she began, but I cut her off sharply. "Didn't you get it the first time? I said I don't care."
She flinched, and it cut me to the core. I turned away, ignoring Carlos calling out to me. I knew I had hurt her, but I couldn't bear to see the disappointment in her eyes. Deep down, I didn't want to lose respect for her.
I walked straight to my room and stumbled over to the couch, my head spinning, and drifted off to sleep.
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~One True Love~ Charles Leclerc F1
FanfictionCharles Leclerc... Well, he was the unexpected twist in your story. You'd never felt this way before, never knew what it meant to be truly alive. He became your beacon of light when darkness threatened to consume you. With him, you found solace, str...
