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Twenty Four: There’s Been An Accident

Charles Leclerc x Nova Teller (OC)

Till the wheels fall off Masterlist

Small town meets the fast lane. What happens when two souls meet? Will it end in happiness or will they both crash and burn?

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Monza was definitely special, I knew from watching on TV this place had a magical feeling surrounding it but there was something breathtaking about being here in person, surrounded by the team and seeing all the love the Tifosi had for the two boys in red. Charles knew how to give us all a heart attack, the last few laps of the race were so intense and I was pretty sure we were only moments away from having to get a defibrillator on Fred, especially when Charles locked up so close behind Carlos.

“Je n'ai jamais vu mon fils aussi heureux. I've never seen my son so happy.” Pascale said softly, resting her hand on my shoulder.

“Peut-on lui en vouloir, tout le monde l'aime ici. Can you blame him, everyone loves him here.” I beamed, keeping my gaze focused on my man who was currently standing on the pit wall with the crowd going crazy underneath him. He was in his element signing things for them and it warmed my heart seeing him doing what he loves.

“Nova, sweetie, I was talking about you.” Pascale chuckled softly, causing me to turn my attention to her, the smile on her face was as bright as the Italian sun. “Ever since you came into his life, I noticed his outlook has changed, as you know this season hasn’t been the best for him so thank you for making him smile again.”

I felt the lump form in the back of my throat, I knew how much Pascale meant to Charles so to get her approval made this weekend even better that I could have ever imagined.

However, all that was about to change and my mood was about to plummet into the earth.

The sound of my phone ringing caused me to freeze, it wasn’t my normal ringtone that was blasting out of my back pocket, this was the sound I had set for Pops. He never rang me, most of the time he had no idea where his phone was. My stomach dropped, my mouth went drier than the Sahara desert, I had a feeling deep in my gut that whatever this phone call was about it would cause my world to come crashing down around me.

To everyone it looked like Charles’ attention was solely on the crowd in front of him, yet in reality he was listening to everything that was going on behind him, focused on his girl and Mum. Nothing could wipe the smile off his face, even though he came fourth, Monza always meant a lot to him and now to be able to share this moment with someone as special as Nova made things so much more special.

Glancing over his shoulder, he noticed that Nova was now on the phone. The look of panic on her face caused Charles to worry, whoever was on the other end of the call must have dealt her some devastating news.

“Pops, take a breath, you aren’t making any sense.”

“What’s going on? Is everyone okay?”

“ACCIDENT?!?!?”

“Pops, who is hurt?”

Charles felt the pit in his stomach as he clambered off the pit wall, rushing over to Nova placing his hands on her shoulders. “Is everything okay, Sunshine?” he asked, trying to get a read of the situation. All of the color had drained from Nova’s face and her hands were starting to shake. “Come on, let's move out of the way of the crowd, give you some privacy,” he said softly, guiding his girl away from the fencing. The lack of response he was getting caused his mind to race, had something happened to Jax or Elenor? “Put it on speaker babe.”

Nova pulled the phone away from her ear, following Charles’ instructions.

“JT, it’s Charles, what’s going on?” he said in a panic as Nova tried to hold back the tears from spilling over her lash line.

“There’s been an accident involving Jax.”

Charles watched as fear completely took over Nova’s body, her knees giving out from her the moment her father said her brother’s name, luckily Charles was quick with his reaction, catching her before she landed on the floor.

“No, no, no, no, no,” she cried, gripping onto Charles’ hoodie.

“It’s bad Nova, really bad,” JT’s voice was starting to crack as he spoke. “Tig found him at the side of the road his Harley totaled along with Jax unconscious on the floor.”

Charles felt tears burning his eyes, as he held onto Nova letting her cry into his chest. He needed to get her back inside as he knew all attention would be on the pair of them even though no one could hear the conversation the atmosphere around the track had taken a turn. “I will be on the next flight home,” she breathed in between her cries.

The minute the phone call ended Charles quickly guided Nova back into the safety of the garage, not stopping until they were in his driver’s room along with Pascale. The air felt heavy in such a small room but all Charles cared about was getting his girlfriend back to Charming to be by her brother’s bedside.

“There aren't any flights to Cali until this time tomorrow,” his mum sighed, looking up from her phone.

“I will get Andrea to make sure the private jet is ready,” Charles hummed, running his thumb across Nova’s cheek trying to wipe away her tears. “Everything is going to be okay, babygirl.” he whispered, pressing a kiss against her forehead.

“No it won’t, you don’t understand,” Nova cried, tangling her fingers in her roots. “Jax is the best rider I have ever known. He wouldn't have just come off his bike like this, something must have happened.” Charles' heart shattered with every word she said, she sounded so broken and there was nothing he could do to fix the situation. “I’m sorry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for, okay. Family comes first, so within the hour we will be on the flight back to Cali.”

“Char, no!” she scolded, looking up into his green eyes. “You aren’t coming with me, you have the Pirelli tyre testing tomorrow.”

“I can bail, Fred will understand.”

“Nope, ain’t happening, this is your dream and I am not letting you jeopardize anything because something has happened back home.”

Charles let out a heavy sigh, he knew there was nothing he could do to change her mind on this. Looking over at Pascale he shot her a look causing her to nod in acknowledgement. “I will go with you, sweetie,” she whispered, placing her hand on Nova’s back. “And don’t try and fight me on this, you are in no state to travel on your own and I have a feeling you might need an extra pair of hands back in Cali.”

Within the next forty minutes they were standing on the tarmac of the airport, the private jet was ready to go as soon as Nova and Pascale had boarded. Charles was struggling to hold back tears, he hated saying goodbye even though he had a plan in place but it still didn’t make this any easier, especially when his girlfriend was distraught not knowing the state of her brother’s health.

“As soon as you find out how he is, let me know,” Charles whispered, pulling out his ipad from his backpack. “Take this, I have made sure all three of the Cars movies are downloaded onto it along with Monza 19 and a few other good races.”

“Char,” Nova whimpered, smiling weakly at him as she took the device, “thank you.”

“Try and get some sleep on the flight baby, you won’t be any help to anyone exhausted.” he whispered, resting his hand on her cheek before pressing a tender kiss against her lips. “Everything is going to be okay.”

Every step I took felt like I was being crushed further into the floor, the clinical smell of the hospital assaulting my senses. Since the phone call with Pops I had no updates so I had no idea if Jax had gotten worse or improved but I was sure as hell gonna eat the boys alive for not texting me even if it was just to say “no change.”

I felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest with how fast it was pounding against my ribs, my stomach was in knots and I felt like I was only moments away from throwing up. Jax had to be okay, he needed to be okay. I couldn’t go on without my brother, not with how Pops was. My thoughts drifted to Elenor and that's when the tears threatened to spill over my lash line.

Did she know?

If she didn’t know how was I going to tell her that her daddy isn’t well?

I had no idea what floor Jax was on let alone what room but I didn’t need to, my body was on autopilot and with every step I took it was guiding me to my older brother. As I ventured down a corridor I could hear the sounds of Tig and Chibs bickering in the distance causing me to roll my eyes. Suddenly I found myself frozen on the spot, no matter how hard I tried I just couldn’t get my legs to move, it was like someone had just nailed me to the floor.

“Sweetie,” the calming voice of Pascale came from behind me as she placed her hand on my shoulder. “I know how worried you are but take a deep breath,” she quickly appeared in front of me, forcing me to stop, “I know this is going to be hard but I am here for you and so are your family, so fall back on us.” Following her instructions I slowly nodded, scared if I spoke I was going to break down into tears.

“I knew she shouldn’t have gone, she should be here not at some fucking race track!” Tig exclaimed, claiming my full attention. Is that what he really thought, did he really think it was an easy decision for me to go with Charles? “I knew that boy was trouble the moment I laid eyes on him. And now look, Jax is lying unconscious in a goddamn hospital bed with Nova is nowhere to be seen.”

“That’s way outta line!!!” Chibs snapped, I could practically hear the growl in his voice as he spoke. “That lassie deserved to have a break so I’d be careful what you say next because brother or not you will be the next one in a hospital bed if you carry on talking about Nova and Charles like that.”

Running my hand over my face I needed to intervene making sure this situation didn’t get any worse. I kept telling myself that Tig was only acting like this due to the stress of the situation but I think deep down I knew there was some truth to his words, ever since the morning he interrupted us in the kitchen he had been different towards me.

“If you have something to say Alexander, say it to my fucking face!” I scoffed loudly as I turned the corner, instantly being met with a very pale looking Tig. “I have just spent the last 12 hours on a plane, I am stressed to the max and very very cranky, do not fucking try me right now.”

I didn’t give him a chance to respond before barging past him, making a b line straight for Pops, the moment I was close enough I flung myself into his arms trying to find some sort of comfort in his touch. “How is he, Pops?” I whimpered, feeling like a lost five year old.

“Still unconscious, the doctors won’t let us do anything because you are his next of kin,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of my head, my heart sunk knowing how hard this was on him, because of his declining health he couldn’t make the decisions needed for his son’s care “they did have to take him for emergency surgery though.”

Pulling away from him I slowly made my way to the window of the room everyone was crowded around, placing my hand on the glass my heart shattered into a million pieces seeing my brother lying in the hospital bed. The moment I laid eyes on him the tears started to fall and there was no stopping them. The doctor in the room made eye contact with, whispered something to the nurse before she quickly made her way out to me.

“Are you Nova Teller?” she asked softly.

“Yeah, that's me,” I whispered, afraid if I spoke any louder my voice would give out on me. “How is he?”

“Come inside, the Doctor will update you on your brother’s condition.” she nodded.

“I want my Pops and Pascale in the room with me.” I stated, roughly wiping my eyes with the sleeve of Charles’ hoodie.

“Of course,” she said, opening the door for the three of us to enter.

The moment I had passed her I made my way to the seat next to the bed, automatically taking Jax’s hand in mine. “Oh Jaxy,” I whimpered, taking in the road rash that covered most of his arm and cheek. Once again I found myself fighting the tears as I looked up at the ceiling of the room praying to all the gods to keep him safe.

“Miss Teller, your brother is very lucky,” the Doctor said, his tone was stern which caused me to shift in my seat, I felt like I had been transported back to 16 year old me sitting in the principal's office with Jax after we decided to spray paint the reaper on the gym wall. Pushing the memory down I took a deep breath as the doctor continued. “He has broken his right leg, but due to the severity of the break we had to surgically fix the bones back in place, meaning he now has a titanium rod holding the bones in place. He has road rash covering a lot of his left side and had to be rushed for emergency surgery due to a ruptured spleen,” he paused, looking back at his clipboard for a moment. “His toxicology report also showed he was nearly four times over the legal blood alcohol limit.”

“When will he wake up?” I breathed.

“That is all down to Mr Teller, the anesthetic has worn off now so it is just a waiting game unfortunately.”

Taking a deep breath, I looked back down at my brother. We were going to need as much help as we could get whilst he was recovering, I knew the next few months were going to be a challenge. I knew Chibs would step up covering the President’s role in the club but I had no idea how I was going to cope with getting Jax back to full health alongside looking after Elenor and Pops.

“You aren’t in this alone, sweetie,” Pascale said softly, squeezing my shoulders, like she was inside my head, “I will be here as long as you and your family need me.”

The hours had passed and I had no idea how long I had been in the room, all I knew was I wasn’t leaving Jax’s bedside.

“I swear to god, if you don’t wake up I will smother you with your goddam pillow!” I cried, clutching his hand. The tears were freely rolling down my cheeks, Jax had been one of my lifelines for so long.

I couldn’t lose him now.

He was the reason I found my voice, he taught me how to fight much to Pops annoyance, he was my partner in crime and always had my back when I needed it the most. He was also the reason why I was so happy, without him I would have never taken the plunge with Charles, I would have more than likely hidden myself away not to make a fool of myself.

“You gotta fight bro, we need you to pull through,” I paused, taking a deep breath, “I cut my time short with Char, because you we stupid enough to ride four times over the limit,” I scoffed, staring at him trying to see any signs of movement.

“I didn’t ask you to ditch him,” Jax mumbled, his voice raspy from the endotracheal tube used for the anesthetic. The sound of his voice caused me to freeze, seeing his blue eyes staring back at me. “Oh that’s it, give me the silent treatment,” he hummed, smirking at me.

“Do you know how fucking stupid that was, you had a daughter who needs you and you could have killed yourself,” I said narrowing my eyes at him. “I could punch you in the face right now.”

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Till The Wheels Fall Off || Masterlist

Charles Leclerc x Nova Teller (OC)

Small town meets the fast lane.

Nova Teller, a force not to be reckoned with. She’s just about keeping her head above water trying to balance keeping two businesses alive as well as looking after her family. In her eyes she doesn’t have time for love. But what happens when it comes knocking on her door?

Charles Leclerc, after a shit start to the 2023 season all he is focused on is getting his head back in the game, not falling in love.

What happens when two souls meet?

Will it end in happiness or will they both crash and burn?

One: Good Days And Bad

Two: Welcome To Charming

Three: He Was Checking You Out

Four: This Is A Matter Of Life Or Death

Five: I’ll Call You Sunshine

Six: What’s The Worst That Could Happen

Seven: The Old Nova Is Out To Play

Eight: Highs And Lows

Nine: Unfortunate Kind

Ten: I Have A Confession

Eleven: Tellers Never Quit On Family

Twelve: You Deserve The World

Thirteen: The Man That Raised Me

Fourteen: Can’t Steal Something You Own

Fifteen: So What Happened Last Night?

Sixteen: Give Me Your Goddamn Kutte!

Seventeen: Baby You Ain’t As Anonymous As You Think

Eighteen: He Wants To Play Cupid

Nineteen: You Got Her Singing Again

Twenty: Jackson Teller Are You Jealous

Twenty One: He’s Already Forgot About Me!

Twenty Two: I Don’t Know If You Know But I Am A Famous F1 Driver

Twenty Three: Don’t Make A Scene

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⟡ charles leclerc 3 ⟡

NONE OF THESE ARE WRITTEN BY ME

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— ᶠᴸᵁᶠᶠ ⟡

best moments - @valstranquility

c'est tourjours toi - @sv5hive

'cause when you know, you know (^)

my person - @russellsppttemplates

drive to survive's newest star is...not a driver? - @charlessainzz

bear hugs - @lightsoutletsgo

studies - @lxclerc

early mornings (^)

ten seconds (^)

mine (^) (i read their entire masterlist 😭)

burning - @scudevils

birthday - @norrisleclercf1

predestined - @mariclerc

you can call her phone - @captainreecejames

your hand fits in mine (so cute, i'll sob) - @the-offside-rule

hungry for you - @writtenfangirl

the prettiest star - @lovings4turn

charles helping his grumpy girlfriend - @leclewi

admiring - @lcriedlastnight

ruination - @1644s

hot shot driver - @rebelwrites

sentimental - @illicitlimerence-writes

— ᴬᴺᴳˢᵀ⟡

forced - @imaginaryf1shots

wait for your love - @leclerc-hs

all i'm asking for is your time - @mariahcarreyyy

as long as he's here (mentions of death of parents) - @forzalayla

just a mother - @natwritesf1

all of me for you (dark stuff !!! and smut towards the end) - @annie115

flushed (!!!! spiking drinks !!!!)- @xxblairexxss

— ˢᴹᵁᵀ⟡

something angelic - @agendabymooner

do i wanna know - @leclerc-hs

— ˢᴼᶜᴵᴬᴸ ᴹᴱᴰᴵᴬ ⟡

le temps de l'amour - @nouvellevqgue

dream girl - @lunavrse

tying you to me - @duhyork

everything has changed - @thisismeracing

king of manifesting (^)

da track life - @sincerlyleclerc

perfect - @mclqren

wrong city - @captainreecejames

everything ends...or does it? - @chrisevansonly

the short con - @planetpiastri

i know places - @pierregazly

"you" in church - @slyscoutess

they don't know me like my baby - @maplesyrupsainz

booktube - @edwardslvrr

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just friends two three - @milaeth

a house, a home where do we go? you think, you know love will always show green eyes - @vetteltea

the florence nightingale effect lay all your love on me - @champagneholland

splashes and ashes - @dnsbarbie

jealousy jealousy wish you were sober you are in love - @diorleclerc

to live for the hope of it all two three (smau) - @pierregazly

night after night one man warrior - @charles-eclair16

say don't go now that we don't talk suburban legends - @dannyriccsupremacy

revenge two - @xxblairexxss

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Twenty Three: Don’t Make A Scene

Charles Leclerc x Nova Teller (OC)

Till the wheels fall off Masterlist

Small town meets the fast lane. What happens when two souls meet? Will it end in happiness or will they both crash and burn?

As always reblogs and feedback is highly appreciated ❤️ if you want tagging in future parts let me know ❤️

“How is everyone doing back home?” I hummed, leaning against the wall of the Ferrari hospitality area, a smoke hanging from my lips as I squinted at my phone screen trying to block out the Italian sun, even with the raybans shielding my eyes it wasn’t enough. Everything was different here, I had never really traveled outside of Charming, well apart from the occasional run with Jax back in my teenage years. But this was different, the warmth of the sun beating down against my skin felt like I was being wrapped in a fluffy blanket. There was something comforting about it and I couldn’t help but smile.

Everything so far had been somewhat of a culture shock, I had tried foods that I would have never dreamt of trying, and even though I was still trying to adjust to the time difference I was living my best life.

“Everyone is good, in fact everything is perfect,” Jax smiled back, there was something about it that didn’t sit right with me. Not only wasn’t it as bright as normal but he had a haunted look on his blue eyes.

“Tell that to your face,” I scoffed, taking a long drag of the cigarette. “You look like someone just took a shit on your Harley.”

I stared intently at my device, watching as my older brother ran his hands over his face. “I’m just tired, that’s all,” he paused, obviously trying to think of what lie to spin. “There is nothing for you to worry about, I’ve got everything under control. Now enough about me, Squirt, how is Monza treating you?”

“It’s amazing, Jax,” I beamed. I finally felt free from the weight of the world that always seemed like it was crushing me into the dirt. Part of me felt bad for feeling like this, but I had quickly realized that taking care of Pops and the club had taken a toll on my mental health, so it was nice to have a break from it all. Although that didn’t stop me from missing everyone. “Everyone is amazing, and they are already treating me like family. Fred has taken the role of my body guard which is highly amusing,” pushing myself off the wall I decided it was time to head back into the garage, not wanting to miss the start of free practice.

“As in team principal, Fred Vassuer?”

“That’s the one, being the new kid on the block the press are trying to get the latest gossip but anytime they try and get too close to me whilst Fred is around he gets all protective of me. It’s kinda cute, reminds me of Pops.” I grinned, glancing over I noticed that the pit crew had formed what looked to be a human wall at the front of the garage. There was some sort of commotion going on, I wasn’t quite close enough to hear what was happening but the moment I heard my name being screamed I felt my blood boil. It had been years since I heard that scratchy voice, the sound alone sent a cold shiver down my spine.

“Squirt, you look like you’ve just seen a ghost, you have gone white as a sheet.” Jax asked, causing me to shift my attention back to him.

“I think I fucking have,” I mumbled, trying to stop the anger brewing deep inside me from bubbling over, causing me to explode, this was not the place, “that bitch has a fucking death wish.” I growled, flicking my gaze between my brother’s face and the opening of the garage.

“I can fucking see her, let me speak to my daughter.”

“There is no way,” Charles growled, venom dripping from his words. This was the first time I had seen this side of him but I wasn’t scared, in fact my heart skipped a beat at how protective he was being. “Sur mon putain de cadavre. Over my fucking dead body.”

I could feel the anger radiating through the phone screen from my brother, from the look on his face I was adamant he was going to jump on a plane to personally take care of the waste of space that was my birth mother.

“I am gonna fucking kill her,” Jax seethed, “She has no right crawling back into your life now, god I am so fucking angry right now!”

Taking a deep breath I knew I was going to have to take control of this situation, this was not the type of press coverage the team needed.

“Jax, I gotta go, don’t worry about me, I can handle this bitch,” I said, not taking my eyes off Charles. I could feel the anger radiating off him from the other side of the garage. “Charles is gonna snap and that isn’t good for him or the team.”

“Don’t make too much of a scene Squirt,” he hummed, cocking his brow at me.

“No promises.” I shrugged, before quickly saying bye.

Slipping my phone into the back pocket of my jeans I let out a shaky breath, I hadn’t seen this bitch since she last tried to make contact with me and Pops and the club chased her out of town.

“Kiddo, you okay?” Fred asked, appearing at my side.

“Je le serai, une fois que j'aurai mis cette salope à terre. I will be, once I put that bitch down.” I growled, clenching my fist by my side. She had no right trying to worm her way back into my life, I didn’t need her, she was dead to me.

“Il suffit de ne pas salir le sol et des blocs de glace se trouvent dans le réfrigérateur si vous en avez besoin. Just don't dirty the floor, and there are ice packs in the fridge if you need them.” Fred chuckled, taking my shaking fist in his hands squeezing softly. “Don’t let her get to you, kiddo.”

Slowly nodding at the Frenchman standing in front of me, I took a deep breath trying to steady my heart rate. I knew I needed to confront her otherwise she would never leave and reporters were already gathering around the garage trying to get the best shot of the disruption to the weekend. Within a few short strides across the room I found myself standing next to Charles, my hand instantly finding his, not caring if I outed our relationship at this moment. I needed his touch to keep me grounded and calm because I did not want my face plastered all over the gossip sites.

“The fuck do you want?” I said keeping my voice low and emotionless.

“I want to make amends, you are my daughter at the end of the day,” she pleaded. “I’ve changed, I went through rehab, I’m clean just for you baby.”

Rolling my eyes at the confession, did she think I was stupid? Her pupils were the size of dinner plates, she couldn’t stand still to save her life and was excessively sweating. I knew what her game was here and she wasn’t going to succeed in creeping her way back into my life, using me to get money.

“You ain’t clean,” I scoffed, leaning further into Charles. “Do you really think I would believe you? I ain’t that vulnerable five year old you left living in squalor just so you could get your next fix.”

“Fred, il faut la faire sortir d'ici. Fred, we've got to get her out of here.” Charles said, turning to his team principal.

I was moments away from lunging forward tackling the person who abandoned me, the main cause of my trust issues, the reason I carried demons on my back, but before I could step forward Charles wrapped his arms around my shaking body, holding me tight as he managed to guide me through the garage back to his driver room.

Once the door was shut I felt my resolve crumble, my fingers went into my roots as I slumped on the floor letting out a strangled scream. “Who the fuck does she think she is, coming here trying to act like the caring mother.” I growled, “you should have let me rip her apart.”

“Sunshine,” Charles whispered, crouching in front of me, placing a hand on my knee. “You need these right now,” he said softly, handing me a pack of cigarettes.

“I don’t,” I whispered, resting my hand on his cheek. “I just need you.”

“Je suis là, bébé, je ne vais nulle part. I'm here, baby, I ain't going nowhere.” he hummed, wrapping his arms around me, pressing small kisses against the top of my head. “Why would she come here now?”

“Because you have money and she is a gold digger, she must have seen the posts about us and thought she could get a massive pay day,” I breathed, gripping onto Charles’ fireproofs like my life depended on it, “and she knew if she tried to step foot in Charming, Pops would kill her with his bare fists.”

“Well, if she tries to come near you again I will drive over her with my car at 200 miles an hour.”

“Char, that would cause too much damage to the car,” I said with a slight laugh. Letting out a shaky breath I looked over his shoulder to the clock on the wall. “Five minutes till FP1 you better get going.”

“I can’t leave you, not like this.”

“I will be fine, promise,” I nodded, resting my forehead against his, “I’m gonna go chill with Fred, we might even make a list of different ways to kill her, you know just some light bonding nothing major.”

I knew Fred would make me feel better, there was something about him that reminded me of Pops, he happily took me under his wing in Zandvoort making me feel right at home within the team. I knew Charles had told him everything he needed to know about me and my past, which was the reason he was so protective over me when the devil made her appearance in the garage.

“Just don’t go all psycho killer on me now baby,” he chuckled, pressing a soft kiss against my lips.

“Don’t spoil all my fun, Mr,” I hummed, a small smile appearing back on my face. “Now go kick some ass out there.”

I found myself staring blankly at my boyfriend, trying to process the words that had just casually fallen out of his mouth.

“Hold on a second, you want me to drive that?” I stated, pointing at the SF-23 that was currently sitting in the middle of the garage.

“Were you not listening to me, Sunshine,” he chuckled, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, pressing a kiss against my temple.

“I was listening, but you do realize how crazy you sound right now? I don’t even have a super license, we would get into a shit load of trouble if anyone knows I took her on the track. She aint set up for me Char,” I rambled, not taking my eyes off the car, “there is no way. Aint happening, I will kill myself do you know how fast that thing is.”

The sound of Charles laughing caused me to tear my gaze away from the middle of the garage, cocking my brow at him, it was official he had completely lost his mind.

“Babygirl, it’s fine, we are all good, no one will know, trust me. Plus we aren’t in parc ferme conditions yet,” he smirked, slowly guiding me towards the car. “All I ask is don’t crash, I kinda need her for quali tomorrow.”

“You are fucking crazy, Leclerc.” I shot back, refusing to believe he was being serious. “We shouldn’t even be here, everyone has gone home.”

“Thought you loved driving fast?” he hummed, that cocky smirk still firmly planted on his face.

“Yeah in my beater of a truck, that if I am lucky will hit 70 miles an hour, or Jax’s Dyna, not a beast of a machine that is built for speeds of 200 miles an hour plus.”

“Fine, if you won’t drive this, what about this?” he said, fishing his car keys out of his pocket, placing them in the palm of my hand.

Dropping my gaze I ran my fingers over the bead keyring Elenor had made for him, my heart fluttering at the fact he had this on his keys, “wait, isn't this your Pista?”

“You talk too much,” he winked, moving so his arms were wrapped firmly around my waist, in one quick motion I had been thrown over his shoulder and was staring at his ass.

“Well, this is the best view ever,” I giggled, praying that he didn’t lose his grip as he carried me out to the track. “You drop me and I will kill you.”

“Quoi, comme ça ? What, like this?” he said, jolting his body causing me to cling onto him for dear life.

“Fucking asshole.”

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Twenty Two: I Don’t Know If You Know But I Am A Famous F1 Driver

Charles Leclerc x Nova Teller (OC)

Till the wheels fall off Masterlist

Small town meets the fast lane. What happens when two souls meet? Will it end in happiness or will they both crash and burn?

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My whole body froze. Had I just imagined Charles’ voice, like my brain was trying to trick me, making me hear the one thing I desperately needed at that moment? Looking over to Nero, he just shrugged, staying silent as I placed my palms on the floor, pushing myself to my knees. Taking a deep breath, I ran my hands over my face trying to calm my heart rate down. Everything about my movements was extremely slow, like I was trying to protect myself from disappointment.

“Sunshine,”

Tears threatened to spill over my lash line as I rose to my feet, that's when I saw him, across the bar, only a few scant feet between us but with the way time slowed down, it was going to take me ages to reach him. Charles was standing in the middle of the room with a bunch of red roses in his hand. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. He was meant to be on a plane more than likely over the ocean by now, not standing in the middle of my little bar. My body moved slowly and mechanically, pushing me to my feet, then deciding walking around the bar would take too long. I clambered across the surface, eyes still glued to him, like if I even blinked too long, he would disappear. He might have said something else, or maybe even Nero, but my heart was pounding in my ears too loud for me to hear it, everything in my body screaming out Charles.

Slowly I pulled myself up onto the counter top, trying to calm my nerves as I clambered over the solid wooden surface, Charles didn’t move as I took baby steps across the room scared if I moved any faster he would suddenly disappear.

I found myself opening my mouth to speak but no words came out, lifting my arms out, I harshly rubbed my eyes with the palms of my hands, there was no way this was real.

“Nova, babygirl,” Charles breathed, his voice slightly closer than before. “Please stop, you are going to hurt yourself,” he said softly, placing his hand over my wrist. The feel of his gentle touch caused me to still, this was real, he was here and this wasn’t a trick from my mind. Without saying a word he wrapped his arms around my shoulders pulling me into his chest.

I quickly found myself nuzzling my face into the soft material of his hoodie taking in the smell of his aftershave. The pair of us stayed wrapped up in each other's arms for a few moments before I finally found the words. “You didn’t get on the plane?” My head was spinning with all the reasons why he would just walk away from his flight, summer break was over and he could go back to living his dream.

“I couldn’t,” he hummed, pressing a tender kiss to the top of my head. “I couldn’t leave you behind, Sunshine.” My heart stuttered at his declaration, I had never had a guy make such a bold gesture such as this before. “I made Pierre turn the car around about an hour and a half into the trip.”

“You didn’t text me back though” I whimpered, feeling the tears bubbling to the surface again, if he was in town all this time why didn’t he tell me or come to find me sooner.

“Well,” he breathed, chewing on his bottom lip, something I had noticed he did when he was feeling nervous about something, “I was actually working on something else,” he hummed, pausing, letting his gaze shift to the main doors of the bar. And as if on cue the sound of the bar doors slamming against the wall gained my full attention, “Daddy, get off I got this,” Elenor sassed as she pushed a suitcase that was bigger than her through the opening. It took me a moment to realize that it was my suitcase she was pushing, followed by Jax and Pops, chucking at the stubbornness of the five year old.

Turning my gaze back to Charles I cocked my brow at him, “what have you planned Mr?” I questioned, trying not to melt from the smirk he flashed, if it wasn’t for his strong arms wrapped around my waist I would have been on the floor due to my knees giving out.

“Well, I kinda have to go, I don’t know if you know but I am a famous F1 driver.” he hummed with a cocky smile on his face.

“Never heard of you,” I teased, causing him to playfully roll his eyes.

“As I was saying, I need to leave for Zandvoort but I couldn’t go without you, I want you by my side, I want you watching from the pits. So I may have persuaded Jax, JT and Ellie to help pack your suitcase.”

The moment the words left his lips I felt my entire body freeze.

Could I just drop everything and travel to Zandvoort with Charles?

Would Jax cope with looking after Pops without me?

How long would I be away?

Was it just going to be for one race or longer?

Who would run the bar whilst I was away?

“Squirt, stop it, I can smell your brain burning from over here. Everything is going to be fine, the world isn’t going to come crashing down if you go.” he scolded, crossing his arms across his chest and at this moment he looked just like Pops did when me and Jax tried sneaking back into the house after drinking in a field. “You have everything you need for a month away, and whatever you are missing you can buy. But you are going even if I have to throw you on the plane myself.”

I felt my eyes widen at his words, “A MONTH?!?” I gasped, trying to get my brain to process everything, “no, that’s way too long Char. My mind was racing, could I leave everything behind for a month? My heart was screaming at me, I would be spending a whole month with Charles watching him doing what he does best, and being by his side at the next four races.

“But what about Pops?” I whispered, as a pang of guilt shook my body. He was only getting worse with his dementia, how could I just jet off and leave him?

“My sweet angel,” Pops said, moving across the room until he was standing in front of me and Charles, “I want you to go, look how happy you have been since Charles came into town, I haven’t seen your smile this bright since you were a teen causing havoc on Charming,” he whispered, placing his hand over mine. “You deserve this, I will be fine with Jax and the club.”

“You promise?” I whimpered, blinking back the tears.

“Cross my heart,” he smiled, “my sweet Nova don’t be putting your life on hold for me, go have the time of your life, make memories and most importantly have fun.”

I was once again lost for words, looking over Pop’s shoulder I made eye contact with Jax who stayed silent but his eyes said everything I needed to hear, over the years we had become pros at talking without saying a single word. The expression on his face changed slightly, the smirk turned into that cocky smile that meant teasing would quickly follow. “If you don’t get your ass on that plane I will stab you, then we can have matching scars.” Rolling my eyes at my older brother, I let out a shaky breath, turning my attention back to Charles, resting my palm against his cheek once again.

“Let’s go to Zandvoort.”

The whole flight I tried to hide my nerves from Charles, I didn’t want to distract him from the weekend. The last thing I needed was for him to be worrying about me when he was behind the wheel of the car driving over 200 miles an hours.

“Welcome to The Netherlands, Sunshine,” Charles hummed, resting his hand on the small of my back as we exited the plane. “Andrea will meet us in arrivals but there will be fans waiting, try not to worry about them, just stay close to me or Andrea okay,” he whispered, pressing a kiss against the back of my head.

“Okay,” I mumbled, as I finished the text to Jax letting him know we had landed before slipping my phone back in my back pocket and pulling the sleeves of his hoodie over my hands.

I couldn’t lie, I was dreading meeting his fans in person, I had avoided social media ever since the yacht company leaked the pictures of me and Charles. My stomach was churning and my heart was racing as we quickly passed through security. I kept my word to Charles by keeping close to him, as much as I didn’t want to face the crowd I wasn’t going to be the type of girlfriend that stopped him from greeting his fans.

This was something I needed to get used to.

“You good?” Charles asked softly, linking his fingers with mine, giving my hand a gentle squeeze.

"Are you sure you want me with you? It's the start of a new season, you don't want the press to be stirred up over me. I can just stay with Andrea." I mumbled, fiddling with the sleeves of my hoodie.

Charles came to a stop, causing me to follow his actions. He was now standing in front of me blocking my view of his fans. He slowly took my hands in his, slowly brushing his fingers across the skin, “I don’t care what they have to say. I meant it when I said I want you by my side. Every step of the way."

I found myself slightly speechless at his words, I found my flashing him a loving smile, squeezing his hands before speaking, “go greet your fans.” At the end of the day I saw more people in the bar on a friday night than the amount that was here waiting for us.

Soon enough Charles had made his way to the group of people that were congregating near the exit, I made sure to hang back just enough but it wasn’t enough because some of the girls started asking questions.

“Is she your girlfriend?”

“How long have you been dating?”

“Can I get a picture with her?”

I found myself becoming quickly overwhelmed as everyone's attention had turned onto me, I should have been used to this especially being the only female within the club but this was different.

“Qu'en dis-tu, chérie ? Tu es d'accord avec ça ? What do you say, darling? You okay with this?” Charles asked, looking over his shoulder with a loving smile on his face.

Taking a deep breath I needed to be honest with him, “Peut-être un autre jour, je ne suis pas encore tout à fait prête pour cela. Maybe another day, I'm not quite ready for that yet.” Charles didn’t seem phased by my answer, like he was expecting it in a way.

He turned back to the group of people standing in front of us, signing more things, taking what felt like millions of photos. I found myself standing there awkwardly with the cases and Andrea not knowing what to do with myself whilst I waited. Pulling my phone out I quickly shot Jax a text letting him know what was happening, I knew he would probably be asleep but it made me feel slightly better getting my thoughts out to my older brother, even if he would take the piss outta me for being such a loser. I was deep in thought when I heard something that caused me to look up from my device.

“Your girlfriend is so pretty.”

Charles didn’t respond, which I was thankful for as we hadn’t spoken about announcing the relationship to the world just yet, but he glanced over his shoulder at me, throwing me a wink. I was so grateful that these people weren’t like the trolls online, they weren’t nasty or bitchy, they were accepting of the relationship. “Thank you for waiting, your support means the world to me but we need to get going now,” he said confidently, waving goodbye to everyone before coming over to me and Andrea.

It was now Friday, meaning everything was even more chaotic than what was broadcast on tv. It was the first race weekend after the summer break and everyone was pumped to be back. For most of the morning I found myself practically glued to Charles’ side, I didn’t really know anyone, well I knew of them but I was now in their world and for the first time ever I felt ten times smaller. I was completely out of my comfort zone, without my family as my life support. Feeling Charles’ gentle touch on my lower back, I tried to push all my worries down not wanting to ruin the weekend for him.

“Talk to me,” he said softly, guiding me into his small driver’s room within the Ferrari hospitality. “Don’t say nothing is wrong either, Sunshine, it’s written all over your face.”

Running my hands over my face I let out a shaky breath. “I’m just a bit overwhelmed, that’s all” I finally admitted, I kept my gaze focused on his race boots. I was used to knowing everyone back home, people knowing my reputation and my relationship with the club. But here it’s like I am starting all over again, I’m not used to the press, everyone asking questions.

“Oh Sunshine,” he said softly, placing his fingers under my chin, slowly lifting my head up, “let me properly introduce you to the team and then maybe that will make you feel a bit better.”

“What if they don’t like me?” I whimpered, feeling extremely self conscious.

“Nova, babygirl, they are going to adore you, especially Fred.” he said with a wide smile. “Andrea loves you already, he won’t stop asking questions about you, about us.” he chuckled, resting his forehead against mine. “I promise you have nothing to worry about, I’m not going to let anything happen to you, okay.”

“Promessa?. Promise?”

“Sempre. Always.”

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Twenty One: He’s Already Forgot About Me!

Charles Leclerc x Nova Teller (OC)

Till the wheels fall off Masterlist

Small town meets the fast lane. What happens when two souls meet? Will it end in happiness or will they both crash and burn?

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The air in the house weighed heavy on my shoulders, the tears I had been holding back all morning were threatening to spill over my lash line. Today was the day I had been dreading, there was only a few hours left before Charles had to leave town. I couldn’t stay in this house any longer, I needed some space. Charles was distracted with Elenor meaning it gave me the perfect chance to slip out of the back door. I found myself wandering around the back garden until I was standing at the bottom of the ladder to the treehouse Pops built when me and Jax were kids. Over the years Pops kept everything maintained, swapping out any rotted boards so Elenor could get the same enjoyment out of it. Letting out a shaky breath I slowly started climbing the rungs until I had pulled myself into the treehouse.

Leaning against the wall I pulled the box of cigarettes out of the pocket of Charles hoodie, I had already gone through half a pack since I woke up this morning and I knew it wasn’t going to be long before I was crumpling the cardboard, reaching for a fresh carton. Placing the smoke between my lips I tried to light it but my emotions finally took over. Growling in frustration I dropped the lighter into my lap, pulling my knees up to my chest. I didn’t want to have to imagine a life without Charles but soon that was going to be my reality. The last month had been amazing, I had never felt so free and full of love and in what felt like a blink of an eye he was being ripped away from me, promises on making a long distance relationship work but that voice in my head kept telling me it wouldn’t work. His lifestyle was completely different to mine, he would constantly have women throwing themselves at him, always having that temptation dangled in front of him.

This was the reason I held back from letting myself fall for him but I had to go and listen to my stupid heart.

I couldn’t hold the tears back any longer and soon enough sobs had taken over my body. I wanted to pause time, I was so torn all I wanted to do was pack my suitcase leaving with Charles but the reality was I couldn’t leave town. Pops was getting worse and I needed to help Jax with all the interviews for the new hires we needed across all of the businesses.

“Je me demandais où tu avais disparu, Sunshine. I was wondering where you disappeared to, Sunshine.” Charles said softly, pulling himself up into the treehouse. I refused to look up at him, I couldn’t, it was too painful. “Viens ici, babygirl. Come here, babygirl.” he whispered, moving over to me, the moment he was close enough he pulled me onto his lap wrapping his arms tight around my shaking body. “It’s okay, everything is going to be okay.”

“It’s not,” I sobbed, gripping onto his hoodie, like he was going to disappear if I let go. “Je ne veux pas que tu partes. I don't want you to go.”

Charles stayed quiet, he slipped his hand underneath the hoodie letting his fingers graze across my skin, I knew what he was trying to do, he was trying to calm me down.

“I’m scared Char,” I whimpered, finally admitting my true feelings, “I’m scared you're going to forget about me the moment you go back to the fast life.” I cried, burying my face into his chest. The pain in my heart was getting too much, in a short space of time I had fallen head over heels in love with the boy from Monaco.

Charles let out a shaky breath, pressing a soft kiss to the top of my head, his fingers moved to under my chin, his movements were slow as he lifted my head up so I was now looking into his eyes. He had silent tears streaming down his cheeks, the sight of him crying made me feel even worse. “I could never forget you, Sunshine. Not in a million years.” He whispered, moving his thumb to my cheek, trying to wipe away tears but it was no use they just kept falling. “Talk to me, babygirl, what’s bothering you?”

“Everything.” I choked, letting my eyelids flutter closed, partly from embarrassment and partly because I couldn’t bear to see the sadness shining bright in his amazing green eyes. My insecurities were trying their hardest to break through the surface and right now they were winning the battle. The fear of being abandoned had once again reared it’s ugly head, it was a demon I had thought I had overcome but then Charles sped into my life and apparently the fear once again had a death grip on me. “I’m nothing special, even your fans see it. And I am scared that you will realize it soon enough like everyone else in my life. I don’t want to be abandoned again Charles, I don’t know if my heart could take it.”

“Nova, babygirl,” he whispered, his voice strained as he spoke. “I only have eyes for you, I don’t care about anyone else okay. You are the only one I want and nothing will ever change that. I could never forget you, you do not have to worry about me walking away from you okay, I am always going to be here, you are stuck with me now Sunshine.”

As much as I wanted to believe his words, my demons were making it extremely hard. “How can you be so sure?” I mumbled, still refusing to open my eyes, I was trying my hardest to quieten the demons in my head screaming at me.

“I wasn’t looking for anything when I met you, Nova Teller. Actually, I wasn’t planning on falling for anyone so soon,” he said softly, leaning forward resting his forehead against mine, “but then I met you, and everything changed. All of a sudden I had forgotten about how shit the season has gone, that didn’t matter, all that mattered was you,” he paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. “I didn’t realize it at first but the moment I laid eyes on you my heart was screaming ‘she’s the one’. Nova you are beautiful, smart, strong, courageous, fuck what the fans think they obvious don’t see the girl that’s in front of me.” His words caused my tears to fall harder, I had never had anyone say anything like this to me before, hell no one had ever made me feel like Charles did. “Sunshine, there will never be anyone else for me. You are the only one I want, the one I want to have a family with, the one I want to have by my side the day I win the world drivers championship,” he whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “Nova I love you, and I will until I take my last breath.”

My heart lurched out of my chest hearing him say those three little words. Slowly i leant back from him, letting my eyelids flutter open. The moment I saw his gorgeous eyes I felt the demons retreat back into their cages, all of a sudden it was like the sun coming out after a thunderstorm you never thought was going to end.

“Charles,” I breathed, reaching up letting my hand rest on his cheek, “I love you to, I love you so fucking much it hurts. I can’t lose you, I can’t say goodbye.”

“Ce n'est pas un adieu, Sunshine, c'est juste à plus tard. It's not goodbye, Sunshine, it's just see you later.”

The hours had passed since Charles and Pierre left for the airport, each minute that went by caused the pain I felt in my chest to worsen. He promised he would text me when he was boarding the private jet, yet all I received instead was radio silence.

No calls.

No texts.

Nothing.

All I was left with was silence.

My grip was tight around the neck of the bottle of Jack, slowly bringing it to my lips trying to ignore how bad my hands were shaking. I should have known this would have happened, I must have done something terrible in a past life to deserve this. Pulling the bottle away I took a long drag of the cigarette, I knew Pops would be pissed I was smoking inside, especially at the bar, but right now I didn’t give a shit.

“Mamacita, where you hiding?” Nero’s voice echoed around the empty bar, making me regret the decision to give him a key. My movements stilled, I didn’t want him to know where I was, I just wanted to be alone, drowning my emotions with alcohol and cigarettes. “Oh mama,” Nero sighed, causing me to look up through my lashes finding him standing at the end of the bar, a sad look consuming his face.

“I want to be alone.” I scoffed, taking a large gulp of the amber liquid, feeling the familiarity of burning in the back of my throat.

“Yea, like I’m leaving you,” he whispered, holding his hands out, “especially not like this.”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him, don’t get me wrong I loved Nero but I wasn’t in the mood for one of his motivational talks right now.

“Whatever!” I huffed, dropping the cigarette butt into a glass of water I was using as a makeshift ashtray.

He stayed silent as he lowered himself onto the floor next to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, he didn’t speak right away letting the silence simmer between us before he finally spoke, “do you want to talk about it”

“Nope.”

“Fine, sit here, drinking yourself into oblivion, but we both know it’s not helping.” He said, with a slight shrug of his shoulders.

The only sound that could be heard in the room was the ticking of the clock on the wall behind the bar. What was the point in talking about it, it wasn’t going to bring Charles back or make him text me. Every time I checked the conversation the words ‘delivered’ were teasing me, once again reminding me he was gone. Dropping my gaze to what I currently saw as my lifeline in my grasp, I realized I had nailed a quarter of the bottle. A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I slowly screwed the cap back on before raising my arm, launching the bottle through the air watching as it collided with the wall.

The glass shattered, like my heart, the moment it made contact.

“Feel better?”

“Not really.” I laughed coldly, leaning my head back against the mini fridge. “He said he wouldn’t, he said he never could.” I screamed, letting my fingers tangle with my roots.

“Wouldn’t what, Chika?” Nero asked, placing his hands on mine, slowly pulling them away from my scalp.

“He said he wouldn’t forget me, he said he wasn’t going to abandon me like everyone else.. But I guess everything he said was a lie, he promised he would text me when he got on the plane but that was five hours ago now.” I stuttered through strangled cries. “I guess he’s already forgotten about me. Outta sight, outta mind.”

I knew I was lashing out to try and hide the anger and pain I was feeling. Just like I knew I was acting childish but the last time I felt abandoned like this was when my so-called parents chose drugs over me, so I didn’t know how else to process the feeling. I knew I shouldn’t have gotten involved with Charles Leclerc, from the day he walked into the bar I knew it would only end in heartbreak, my heartbreak.

This is what I get for opening my heart up.

Emptiness and pain.

“I told Jax this would happen but no he had to make me believe that this would work, that we could survive the distance.” I sobbed, hiding my face in my hands. “So much for soulmates.”

Nero let out a heavy sigh, adjusting his position so he was now kneeling in front of me. “Nova, both you and I know you don’t believe the words you are saying right now.” He said softly, once again taking my hands in his. “I’ve seen how that boy looks at you, there is no way he wouldn’t keep his word.”

“Well why the hell hasn’t he text me back then?” I scoffed, finally making eye contact with Nero.

“You know I don’t know the answer to that, Mama.” He whispered, brushing his thumb over the top of my hand. “But you gotta have faith, you have always jumped to the worst possible scenario, it might just be something as simple as his phone dying, his flight getting delayed or many other things but I do not believe for one moment that boy has forgotten about you.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because you are a Teller, and Teller’s are unforgettable.”

Part of me wanted to believe him but the pain was becoming unbearable, Charles' words from the treehouse earlier this morning were ringing loud and clear in my mind making matters worse. If only I had the courage to have packed my case, getting on the plane with him, then I wouldn’t have been a mess on the bar floor, trying to find the answers in the bottom of the bottle. I was so lost in my thoughts I didn’t hear the main doors of the bar opening, that was until the person spoke.

“Je n'ai pas pu prendre l'avion, Sunshine. I couldn't get on the plane, Sunshine.”

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Can you write a Clay x reader drabble with this?? Love your writing 💕

Hi thank you ❤️ but I am no longer writing anymore sorry

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Twenty One: He’s Already Forgot About Me!

Charles Leclerc x Nova Teller (OC)

Till the wheels fall off Masterlist

Small town meets the fast lane. What happens when two souls meet? Will it end in happiness or will they both crash and burn?

As always reblogs and feedback is highly appreciated ❤️ if you want tagging in future parts let me know ❤️

This was the reason I held back from letting myself fall for him but I had to go and listen to my stupid heart.

“It’s not,” I sobbed, gripping onto his hoodie, like he was going to disappear if I let go. “Je ne veux pas que tu partes. I don't want you to go.”

Charles stayed quiet, he slipped his hand underneath the hoodie letting his fingers graze across my skin, I knew what he was trying to do, he was trying to calm me down.

“Charles,” I breathed, reaching up letting my hand rest on his cheek, “I love you to, I love you so fucking much it hurts. I can’t lose you, I can’t say goodbye.”

“Ce n'est pas un adieu, Sunshine, c'est juste à plus tard. It's not goodbye, Sunshine, it's just see you later.”

No calls.

No texts.

Nothing.

All I was left with was silence.

“I want to be alone.” I scoffed, taking a large gulp of the amber liquid, feeling the familiarity of burning in the back of my throat.

“Yea, like I’m leaving you,” he whispered, holding his hands out, “especially not like this.”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him, don’t get me wrong I loved Nero but I wasn’t in the mood for one of his motivational talks right now.

“Whatever!” I huffed, dropping the cigarette butt into a glass of water I was using as a makeshift ashtray.

“Nope.”

“Fine, sit here, drinking yourself into oblivion, but we both know it’s not helping.” He said, with a slight shrug of his shoulders.

The glass shattered, like my heart, the moment it made contact.

“Feel better?”

“Not really.” I laughed coldly, leaning my head back against the mini fridge. “He said he wouldn’t, he said he never could.” I screamed, letting my fingers tangle with my roots.

“Wouldn’t what, Chika?” Nero asked, placing his hands on mine, slowly pulling them away from my scalp.

This is what I get for opening my heart up.

Emptiness and pain.

“I told Jax this would happen but no he had to make me believe that this would work, that we could survive the distance.” I sobbed, hiding my face in my hands. “So much for soulmates.”

“Well why the hell hasn’t he text me back then?” I scoffed, finally making eye contact with Nero.

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because you are a Teller, and Teller’s are unforgettable.”

“Je n'ai pas pu prendre l'avion, Sunshine. I couldn't get on the plane, Sunshine.”

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Twenty: Jackson Teller Are You Jealous?

Charles Leclerc x Nova Teller (OC)

Till the wheels fall off Masterlist

Small town meets the fast lane. What happens when two souls meet? Will it end in happiness or will they both crash and burn?

As always reblogs and feedback is highly appreciated ❤️ if you want tagging in future parts let me know ❤️

“Babygirl,” Charles whispered, running his fingers down the back of my arm causing me to stir in my sleep. “It’s time to wake up.”

“Urgh,” I groaned, nuzzling my face into his bare chest, pulling the duvet over my face to block out the sunlight. I knew what today was, it was the last full day I had with Charles before he had to fly off to The Netherlands. “Can’t we just stay in bed all day?” I mumbled, letting my fingers trace imaginary shapes across his torso.

“As amazing as that sounds, Sunshine, I’ve made plans.” he said softly, pulling the covers away from my face. “I want to spend today with my girl.”

My heart lurched at his words, this man was perfect, “five more minutes?” I asked looking up at him, flashing him my best puppy dog eyes.

He let out a dramatic sigh, “on one condition,” he hummed as that gorgeous smirk appeared on his face, “I get my morning kiss.”

“I’m sure I can make that happen, Mr Leclerc,” I giggled, propping myself up on my elbow before leaning down pressing my lips against his.

The moment I made contact, he swiftly flipped me so I was now pinned between his body and the mattress. He slowly ran his fingers up my arm until he linked his fingers with mine. Our lips moved in sync, neither of us caring about the dreaded morning breath, it was like we were both horny teenagers once again, not being able to get enough of the other.

I felt like I was floating, I was quickly becoming addicted to these lazy morning makeout sessions in bed. There was never any pressure from Charles to take things any further which I was grateful for, he wanted to take things slow and kept telling me we would know when the right time would be. I had no idea how I was going to cope once he had left to finish the season.

The pounding on the bedroom door quickly pulled me from the moment, causing me to groan against Charles’ lips. “I swear he has a radar or something every time we are making out.” I huffed, resting my forehead and his.

“You two coming down for breakfast or what?” Jax called out, barging into the room without waiting for an answer.

Charles instantly rolled off me, making sure I was covered by the duvet.

“Fuck off!” I growled, glaring at my brother. This had become a regular occurrence over the past week, every morning he would barge into my room without a single care in the room and judging by the smirk on his face he knew what he was doing.

“Stop being lazy and get out of bed then.” He laughed, walking across the room, perching on the edge of the bed.

“Seriously, get out of my room.” I snapped, trying to kick him in the ribs but it was no use he was too far away. “Don’t make me call Pops.” I threaten, looking around to see what was in reaching distance for me to throw at his stupid face. Jax held his hands up in defeat as he slowly got up from the bed, exiting the room but leaving the door wide open. “Goddamn, were you raised in a bloody barn or something.” I shouted after him.

Running my hands through my hair I turned to Charles to find him grinning like a dork. “What you laughing at Leclerc?” I hummed, cocking my brow.

“You two so remind me of me and Arthur.” He said softly, leaning over, pressing a soft kiss against my lips. “Now get that amazing ass outta bed.” He winked, rolling out of bed himself.

My heart rate increased, the room felt like it had become ten times hotter and I knew my cheeks were flush, all because of the beautiful sight of Charles moving around my bedroom in nothing but a tight pair of boxers. “Stop checking me out and get some clothes on, Sunshine.” Making his way towards the door he slowly closed it, giving us some privacy once again.

“You gonna tell me what you have planned, ya know so I know how to dress?” I asked, slowly walking over to my closest, making sure I added an extra swing in my step. I was wearing nothing but a red lacy pair of pants and I could feel Charles gaze burning into my ass. “You know it’s rude to stare, Leclerc.” I giggled, looking over my shoulder, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth.

“Urm,” he breathed, rubbing the back of his neck, “just wear, fuck,” he paused, his eyes still glued to my body. “Je ne peux pas penser correctement avec toi comme ça chérie. I can't think straight with you like this, darling.” He breathed.

“Maybe that was my plan.” I smirked, turning back to my closest, trying to figure out what to wear. “Unless you want me going out like this then give me some hints.”

“Comfy and casual.”

I started grabbing items from the hangers, laying them over the back of the chair in front of my vanity table. It was already eight am, and for the first time in what felt like forever I had managed to sleep in. It was such a good feeling knowing we wouldn’t be leaving yet, meaning we had time to have breakfast with everyone, so I quickly threw on a pair of shorts and Charles hoodie. The moment I had pulled the garment over my chest Elenor came barging into the room. “I'm getting a lock for this door.” I chuckled, spinning around to see Elenor wearing her Ferrari hoodie and a pair of jeans.

“Come on Uncle Charles, Poppy is making us breakfast.” She beamed linking her hand with Charles dragging him out of the room, luckily he had managed to put some clothes on before she barged in.

“Oh that’s it, forget about your Auntie Nova.” I huffed dramatically, but it was pointless she had already left the bedroom with Charles in tow. Shaking my head, I grabbed my phone off the nightstand making my own way downstairs.

The moment I entered the kitchen a pack of cigarettes was launched at my head. Taking one look at the packet I took a deep breath, I knew I needed to quit but it was a hard habit to break. Pushing the thoughts of quitting to the back of my mind I followed Jax out onto the back garden.

“What’s on your mind?” I asked, leaning against the brick wall, placing a smoke between my lips.

“Don’t know what you are talking about.” Jax shrugged, not making any eye contact with me so I knew he was hiding something.

“It’s Charles isn’t it?” I sighed, taking a long drag feeling my lungs fill with nicotine before exhaling. I knew this was coming, I had seen it progressing every day for the last two weeks. Jax wasn’t coping well with being second best. “Don’t lie to me either.”

A heavy sigh escaped his lips, finally he looked up at me with a sad look in his bright blue eyes. He didn’t need to say anything, over the years me and Jax had found a way to communicate with each other without words.

“Jackson Teller, are you jealous?” I asked, wrapping my arm around his shoulder.

“I know I shouldn’t be but I can’t help it, Nova.” he mumbled, finally admitting his feelings. “Charles came into our life so fast, and don’t get me wrong I am so fucking happy for you but he is all El talks about.”

The long pause told me there was a lot more on his mind, I could see the internal battle that was happening, placing my hand on his shoulder I flashed him a soft smile. “I’m worried, Squirt. I know I told you to just have fun but I can see how much that boy means to you in the short space of time he has been around. You and El adore him and don’t even try to hide it from me. Your smile is brighter, and your laugh is louder when you are with him,” he took a deep breath, blinking back tears. “I’m worried that once he leaves I am going to be left picking up the pieces of the broken hearts of my two favorite girls.”

I had never seen my brother like this before, I felt my stomach tighten, this was partly my fault for getting involved with Charles. Because of me he was spending more time around our family and then Pops invited him and Pierre to live with us. “Jaxy, you are her father and that girl loves the living hell out of you. Yes, she is obsessed with Charles but she was long before he came into town and yes that one is on me.” I said with a slight chuckle.

“Squirt, none of this is your fault so please don’t ever say that again.” Jax said softly, placing his hand over mine. “We all have insecurities right?” He asked, pausing for a moment to take a drag of his cigarette. “I guess mine is the fear of Elenor not needing me anymore. That little girl is my whole life.” His voice was cracking, without looking I knew he was holding back the tears. “She’s all I’ve got.”

My heart was breaking for him, we all have our demons and this one was Jax’s. “Come ‘ere.” I whispered, tossing the cigarette butt into the metal bucket before wrapping my arms around my brother, holding him tight in my arms. “Listen to me, and listen hard.” I whispered, running my fingers through his hair. “That girl is always going to need her daddy, no matter how old she gets, no matter where her life takes her. And I know that because of Pops, I’m all grown up now but noone in this world will ever replace him.”

Pressing a kiss to the top of his head I continued, the feeling of dread was quickly forming in the pit of my stomach, knowing that my time was running out with Charles. “Just focus on El okay, when Char leaves don’t worry about me, I will be okay,” I said not making eye contact with him because the moment I did I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop the waterworks. We both knew I was lying through my teeth but Jax stayed silent letting me continue. “Charles is wanting to take me for the day, I have no idea what he has planned El is not going to be happy that she won’t be able to come with us so she will need you more than ever,” I whispered, loosening my grip on his body, “so if you need to go beat the shit outta something at the garage to make you feel better but don’t let her see you like this, she will get upset and we all know the devil comes out in her when she's losing control of her emotions.”

“I want to go too,” Ellie sobbed, tugging at Charles’ arm as we walked towards the front door. The sound of her cries were breaking my heart, how do you explain to a five year old that someone has to leave?

Charles took a deep breath before crouching down so he was at Ellie’s level. He gently took her little hand in his, pressing a soft kiss to her knuckles. “Little bear, I have a special day planned for your Auntie Nova, it’s our last day together for awhile, remember?” he whispered, engulfing El into a warming hug.

“But, But,” she stuttered as her bottom lip started quivering even harder, “it’s our last day together too!” she screamed, forcefully wiggling out of Charles’ arms before running into the living room.

I found myself frozen to the spot as I tried to process what had just happened, out of the corner of my eye I noticed Jax run his hands over his face letting out a heavy sigh. “I should have seen this coming, I should have planned something to distract her today.” he mumbled, flashing me an apologetic smile.

Charles slowly pushed himself to his feet, staying silent as he wandered into the living room. I couldn’t help it as I followed him into the room but stopped in the doorway to give him and Elenor some space.

“Little Bear,” he hummed, crouching in front of the sofa, resting his hand on her knee. “I need to go for work, but I promise I will be coming back, and you can even come out to some of the races. Then you can meet everyone and not just Pierre.”

For a moment I thought his words were going to work but within a split second he cried got louder and Charles had a defeated look on his face, not knowing what to do next.

Jax took a deep breath, wrapping his arm around my shoulders before pressing a kiss to the side of my head. “You guys go, I’ve got her.” he whispered. My heart was weighing heavy in my chest, I was torn on what to do. Part of me wanted to stay here with Ellie, trying to provide comfort but the other half of me wanted to spend as much time with Charles as possible. “Please Squirt, go spend time with Charles. You will regret it otherwise,” Jax whispered, squeezing my shoulder, like he could hear my thoughts.

The rest of the day passed in a blur, Ellie’s words hadn’t stopped rolling around my mind. I wanted to stay in the present cherishing every moment I had with Charles, but every time I did, it hurt too much and I found myself quickly getting lost in my own thoughts once again.

I knew Charles could sense the sudden shift in mood, hell anyone within a 200 mile radius could feel the change. I felt like the worst human on the planet right now, the man standing in front of me had planned the most beautiful day, walking around the lake before stopping for a picnic lunch and here I was worrying about him leaving tomorrow, I could already feel the walls he had smashed down, slowly creeping back up and I was pulling away in order to protect myself.

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