chapter thirty seven

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y/n's point of view:

After spending quite a lot of time in the shower together enjoying each other, Charles borrowed me a shirt to sleep in and we layed down in the bed. Charles pulled me closer to him so I hid my face in his neck. He started to run his fingers through my hair.

"Did you have fun today?" He asked silently

"I did" I smiled not looking at him "did you?"

"Actually yes" He chuckled

"Glad to hear that" I chuckled

"Are you tired?" He whispered asking while kissing my head gently

"Mhm"

"Okay," He brushed my cheek with his thumb making me look at him, which I did "good night" He kissed me gently

"Good night, Charles" I smiled giving him one more kiss before getting comfortable in his arms

Then he was stroking my hair till I fell asleep.

. . .

I woke up by myself. Charles was still sleeping and I again felt the anxiety of what happened. I suddenly didn't know how to feel, because all of the comfort and nice feelings I felt yesterday were gone. But not really, I just realised it was a bad idea, again. I picked my phone to see the time. 8:30. It's pretty late, everyone is gonna be awake by now eating breakfast. But of course I had a few messages from Pierre on my phone.

Pierre

12:05
Are you awake?

12:05
I'd want to see you, kinda miss hanging out with you

12:06
I missed you at the dinner

12:10
Fine, good night 💙

I didn't even feel sorry for him, it's getting pretty annoying him stalking me and wanting me all the damn time. It's different with Charles, more secretive. And I like it better that way. But no, I cannot keep on doing this with him.

"Morning" His sleepy voice got me out of my thoughts

"Hi" I gave him an awkward smile, putting the phone away

"Pierre?" He chuckled

"Of course" I did as well, got up from the bed and looked for my clothes

"Are you leaving?" He looked at me confused

"Yeah, I mean, It's late and I want to make it to the breakfast" I said while putting my shorts on and taking his shirt off handing it back to him "thank you for this"

He sat and took the t-shirt just looking at me all sleepy.

"Hey and maybe we should...I don't know forget about what happened" I proposed while grabbing the rest of my clothes

"Of course" He chuckled ironically "like we always do" He added silently

"I mean, I think it's for the best" I shrugged my shoulders not even realising I'm standing half naked in front of him

"Can't you just accept it for once?" He said this pretty pissed way "I mean look at us"

"What do you mean?" I asked silently feeling a bit embarrased right now

"It wasn't the first time and I think we both know it wasn't the last time either" He's got a point, but I feel surprised by him saying this

"It's just..." I sighed and sat next to him "no one has to know what we do"

"Do I look like I'm gonna run around the paddock screaming I fucked Y/N Y/L/N'" He laughed

"No" I laughed with him "I'm just not really sure about anything at the moment"

"I'm sure I had fun yesterday" He gave me a small smile

"Me too" I smiled with the corner of my lips looking him in the eyes

"Now please put your bra on or I'd have to repeat last night like right now" He made a joke pointing at me being half naked

"Oh, you're such an idiot" I laughed putting my bra on right away

"I meant it" He rolled his eyes playfully

"Shut up" I couldn't help myself but chuckle

"Will you please make me?" He smirked

I was just looking at him trying not to fucking smile, but I couldn't so I just kissed him. He pulled me down on the bed to be above him and we just started making out.

"I hate you so much, Leclerc" I chuckled in between kissing him

He didn't say anything but I felt him smile while kissing me. I pulled away after some time getting off the bed putting my top on.

"I gotta go for real now" I said

"Bye" He smiled

"Bye" I turned around to face the door finally, but I still couldn't stop smiling, this is really fucking weird. I left through his door luckily not meeting anyone and going straight to my room to take a shower and go for the breakfast.

. . .

I decided to voluntarily join Isa and Carlos for breakfast.

"Good morning" I sat next to Isa with a smile on my face

"Good morning, lady 'I'm not joining any social events'" Carlos joked

"Haha, I'm just full of y'all's bullshit" I laughed

"Yeah, sure" Isa joined "you're in suspiciously good mood by the way"

"Oh gosh," I laughed again "you need to find suspicious things in everything right?"

"Everything has changed since our talk about 'you know who'"  She said with her one brow up

"No, stop" I put on a serious face "not funny"

"Wait what? I wanna know" Carlos joined with confused look

We succesfully ignored him.

"Then explain this amazing mood" She spurred me on

"I just had a good sleep" I rolled my eyes

"With who?" Carlos smirked

"Alone" I smiled proudly

"I bet you're lying, we gotta talk about it later"

"There's nothing to talk about" I said

"Yeah, we'll see" Isa said with a smirk

"Hi y'all" Of course Leclerc joined sitting right in front of me, I wanted to stop smiling so bad, but I just couldn't get over the fact that I was fucking making out with him an hour ago

"Hello Leclerc" I tried and put on the most serious face I could at the moment

This is gonna be fucking awkward.

Hey hey heeeyyy 🩷 I finished a new chapter! tell me what y'all think !!! 🩷

Love

A.

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