ꜰᴏʀᴛɴɪɢʜᴛ - Charles Leclerc

EIGHT - way to go tiger

"I- wasn't stalking you, chiara was," I looked around the place, trying to find chiara. The girl nowhere in sight.

I looked back up at Charles, his eyebrows furrowing, "Chiara was what? She's not here."

"Oh my god," I mumbled under my breath, as I sent him an awkward smile.

"I'm just joking," he said with a playful smile, "she's outside, I think she got a call from someone," he pointed towards the glass window.

Chiara in sight, pacing around the sidewalk.

Thank God for that.

Charles laughed, "you should've seen the look on your face, oh my god I wish I took a picture."

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I looked up at him, his face unable to read.

Chiara walked back into the shop, looking a bit frustrated but nonetheless, fine.

"Ca va?" Charles asked her, nodding her head.

"Just business," she started, "oh wait, hey Charles." She laughed slightly as she leaned in for a side hug, Charles hugging her back.

"You guys coming tomorrow?" He asked, taking a sip from his coffee.

"Mhmm," I hummed, causing Charles to look my way, a small smile in his lips as he sipped on his coffee.

"Ehem," the cashier said, which diverted our attention to her.

"What would you like to order?"

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"No, Lewis Hamilton," Chiara argued as we walked around the streets of Monaco with Charles.

Charles rolled his eyes, "what do you think Vivian?" He asked me.

I wasn't really paying much attention to their conversation, that turned into an argument. They were discussing who was the best driver on the grid, but to be fair, I wasn't as intellectually inclined in formula 1 to answer that question.

I shrugged, "Fernando Alonso."

Charles gave me a questionable look, chiara already knowing I was going to say that.

I've been obsessed with him for months.

"Fernando?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowing as he let out a sarcastic huff, "odd."

I quirked a brow, "what about fernando?" Not liking the attitude that he gave when I said Fernando's name.

"It's just, weird I guess?" He looked back at me, trying to brush it under the rug.

I looked at Chiara for a split second, then at Charles. "How?"

Charles shrugged, "I just expected you to say someone else maybe?"

I quirked another brow, "Alonso is the best, can't change my mind," I paused for a second, then added, "plus he's hot."

My comment earned a weird look from Charles, his green eyes now wide open as he stared at me, a shocked but amused look on his face.

"You know he's double your age right," he mentioned, still looking at me as we walked.

"Guess I like older men then," I looked at him, a wide smile on my face as Chiara began giggling, causing me to laugh alongside her.

Charles side-eyed the both of us, his face now full of different types of expressions, mainly confusion.

"What Charles?" Chiara nudged Charles shoulder as she laughed, "got a problem?"

Charles shook his head immediately, "no, no problem at all." He sent her a small smile, "I just think you guys are high."

"Oh shut up."

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a/n

I just survived the hardest week of my life.
Why do teachers like torturing us? I HAD A FREAKING PSYCHOLOGY, BUSINESS, MATH, AND A FREAKING ENGLISH PROJECT ALL DUE IN THE SAME WEEK. Anyways, short filler chapter CUS I NEEDED TO WRITE SOMETHING CUS IT WAS THE ONLY THING KEEPING ME SANE.

Btw I didn't proof read it so, the chapter might be full of mistakes LOL

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