Lock Up ⏐Charles Leclerc

Chapter 62

Any predictions for qualifying later?

Btw, I might not be able to update tomorrow until Monday (but I will try ☺️) since I'm celebrating my birthday on August 1 🥳 BUT I might post something on my wall to either complain about tomorrow's race or be happy for Charles and Carlos (or both idek what to expect with Ferrari).

Enjoy! (And please comment if there are any typos.)

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Why the long face?" I asked Charles when he dropped by my hotel room. He conveniently asked Olivia which hotel I was staying at for fashion week and booked a room for himself. I don't see the point because every night, he ends up heading up to my room to sleep here.

"I want to sit next to you." He sighed, sitting down on the bed, dressed in a navy blue Armani suit with a black round neck shirt underneath and of course, black Converse.

I smiled and moved to stand in front of him and he widened his legs so that I'd have enough space to stand in between them, my hands settling on his shoulders while his moved to my waist. "You know why we can't yet." I said, fixing a few strands of his hair.

It's only been three days since we met up with Chiara and Giovanni, making it two days ever since news broke out that he and Chiara were officially broken up. In the eyes of the public, he'd be labeled as a cheater as soon as we're seen romantically with one another so it was best to lay low for the mean time.

"I will be patient as long as you start pouring your cereal first." Charles said and I groaned, closing my eyes and leaning my head back in frustration. This argument has resumed ever since we had breakfast yesterday and he witnessed me pour my milk first before the cereal. Just like the first time in Tuscany, he slapped my hand away and grabbed me another bowl, pouring the cereal there and then transferring the milk.

Charles stood up and I glared at him as he smiled widely at me. "Are you seriously using your pet peeve to blackmail me?" He shrugged and I shook my head at him, patting his cheek before heading for my dresser to finish getting ready. "You're lucky I love you."

He gave me a kiss on the cheek before sitting back on the bed, scrolling through his phone. My makeup was already done and I only went for a simple look so that it wouldn't be difficult going from one event to the other. For my outfit, I was wearing a navy blue set from Armani, loose trousers and a vest that had three gold buttons on the middle. I paired it with some black heels that wouldn't hurt as much after wearing them for so long and a pair of black sunglasses.

"Ready to go?" Charles asked when I grabbed my purse and I nodded my head. We made our way to the door and I was about to grab the room key when Charles stopped me by holding on to my wrist. "Wait."

I glanced at him curiously before smiling as he stood in front of me, hand moving to the back of my neck to give me a soft kiss on the lips. I closed my eyes and opened it when I felt him pull away, a warm smile on his face. "What was that for?"

"One for the road." He winked and grabbed the room key before opening the door.

I was sat beside Milo during the show and we mingled a bit with the other guests before it began.

"So, how's it going with lover boy?" He whispered beside me when the lights in the venue dimmed and focused on the runway, the first model walking out. I smiled at him before glancing at Charles who was on the other side of the runway beside Carlos. He caught my eye and sent me a wink, making me smirk back at him. "I'm going to take that as a good sign."