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alearicci · 9 months

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“you're losing me, charles” – CL16.

pairings: charles leclerc x girlfriend!reader(but name in fic Ann); charles leclerc x ex-girlfriend.

summary: the most difficult breaking is when you and her love each other, but the decision can no longer be changed.

warning: break up, hurt/comfort, sad, a little bit social media au.

song to read: you're losing me - taylor swift.

note: this is just my understanding of how a girl can act when parting. In your thoughts it may be different, but this is a story with my fantasy fiction and therefore, I ask you to treat it with understanding.

It was too painful to write, I feel very bad about parting with people I once loved.

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Charles Leclerc was sitting on the bed, looking at a photograph of him and his girlfriend Ann standing on the bedside table. The weight of the impending decision weighed heavily on his heart. But he understood that there was no other way out. That if he didn't tell her right now, he wouldn't be able to later. Then this belated conversation can aggravate the situation and make it much worse for both her and him. Charles took the photo in his hands and took the picture out of the frame. He smiled sadly as soon as his eyes met the girl in the photo. Ann. She was always there for him and gave him sincere love. She provided him with such necessary support, gave him the opportunity to feel needed.

Charles involuntarily thought about the day when this photo was taken. It seems that it was the first time she came to a family dinner in his family. Ann immediately liked his mother and brothers, which made the racer very happy. And how can someone not like such a girl?

Charles really loved her. He loved her with all his heart.

But now his heart is asking him to let her go.

The world-famous Formula 1 racer, determined to succeed in his career, knew that sacrifices were inevitable, but he never imagined that he would have to choose between career and love.

He was so eager to become a professional driver, did everything to make his dream come true. He could stay up all night thinking about how to improve the car, he trained until he lost consciousness, he squeezed everything out of himself to succeed. But how can you live without love in our cruel world?

He dreamed of returning home after a hard workout, spending time with his beloved and telling about the past day at the racetrack. He dreamed of seeing his girlfriend in the paddock, she would be wearing his trademark cap and would glow with happiness when he crossed the finish line in the top three. He dreamed of celebrating victory until morning and knowing that his sleeping beauty was waiting for him at home.

He got it and now he will lose it of his own free will. Funny, isn't it? When you love a person and when he loves you, you don't give up on him. But this time it's different.

Ann walked slowly into the room, noticing the thoughtful expression on Charles' face and their shared photo in her hands. A certain anxiety and misunderstanding of the whole situation filled her eyes as she walked towards him.

"Honey, what's wrong? I don't recognize you lately. Are you okay?"

Charles took a deep breath, trying to collect his thoughts. It turned out pretty damn bad. He couldn't bring himself to say those terrible words.

"Ann, we need to talk. Please sit down."

Ann sat down next to him, her hand gently touching his arm.

"Of course, Charles. What is it?"

He gently stroked her fingers with his own, finding solace in her touch before breaking the news that would destroy her in just a couple of seconds. And, it is unlikely that he will ever be able to touch her like that again.

"I... I think we should break up."

Ann's eyes widened in disbelief, she let out a nervous laugh and muttered.

"Break up? Charles, are you kidding? I don't really feel like laughing."

Charles plucked up the courage to look into her eyes, his own eyes were full of uncharacteristic sadness, because at any other time his eyes were filled with a mischievous sparkle.

"No, Ann, I'm not kidding. Damn it."

Charles exhaled heavily and bit his lower lip.

"What... What did I do wrong, Charles Leclerc?"

"It's not about you. It's about me and my career. Formula 1 requires a huge level of dedication, and also requires me to always be focused and ready for any turns. I'm not able to properly combine common sense on the track and feelings for you. I just... not worthy of you, you know? I want to spend more time with you so that we can be a normal couple like everyone else, go on frequent dates, stay up all night, dance until morning, but I can't. I'm sorry, but my decision is well thought out and I won't change it."

Ann's voice was shaking with pain. She couldn't believe it would end like this. That he had told her in plain text that she meant nothing to him. That he chooses himself, not them, or even her.

"So you prefer the race to me, right?"

Charles tightened his grip on her hand, his heart clenched in pain from the decision he had made.

"I don't want to lose you, Ann. But I can't ignore the pressure to perform, to constantly give my best on the track. I never wanted this, honey. I never meant to hurt you. But our careers, our aspirations pull us in different directions. The demanding nature of my profession and constant travel do not allow me to give you the time and attention you deserve."

Tears were still gathering in the corners of Ann's eyes as she hurriedly removed her hand from Charles' palm.

"You're losing me, Leclerc. As soon as I started this conversation. If you can't handle everything, then I don't think you really needed me. I thought we could support each other, Charles. I believed that we could handle this together. But it looks like it was all in vain."

Charles swallowed noisily and shouted nervously.

"Ann, our love is sincere and strong, but the reality of my profession is inexorable. Constant travel, intense training, demands on my time... it would be unfair to ask you to wait for me, to put your life on pause."

Charles paused, his voice choked with emotion, and Ann was silent, still trying to be strong.

There was emptiness inside.

With a heavy sigh, he gathered his thoughts and continued: "I don't want to keep you from your dreams, from the opportunities that lie ahead of you. You deserve someone who can be there for you, who can give you the love and support you need. And right now I can't be that person, no matter how much I want to be."

He automatically took Anne's slightly trembling hands in his again, squeezing them to comfort her. To comfort not only her, but also myself.

"Please understand that this decision is also tearing me apart. It's not because I don't love you, but because I love you enough to know it's the right thing to do. We both deserve real happiness and satisfaction, even if it means that our paths diverge."

Ann nodded, trying to smile as sincerely as possible. She knew she couldn't change Charles's mind, but she couldn't not defend her honor. Finally, she abruptly pushed Charles's hands off her own, causing him to round his eyes in surprise and said.

"If this is what you really think is best for your career, Charles, then I won't stand in your way. I hope that you will achieve the success you are striving for. Good luck.

Ann got out of bed and went to the closet to pack her things.

"Ann..."

Charles stood behind her and wanted to hold out his hand to calm her down.

"Silence, Leclerc. Silence. Let me pack my things and get out of your house. And out of your life. I will remain in it only in memories. As your friend said... Daniel, I think his name is. No regrets, only memories. Right. "

Ann's voice traitorously broke from nervous overstrain, which made both her and Charles start in fright.

When Charles reluctantly let Ann go, he couldn't help but wonder if the price he had paid was too high and if success on the racetrack would ever bring him the same joy and happiness that Ann had once brought.

Ann left an hour after their conversation. It took Charles a long time to get used to the idea that she would not come back.

Everything reminds him of her.

Everything reminds her of him.

As soon as Ann got to her apartment, she didn't cry or break the dishes. She went to her Instagram, deleted all joint photos with Charles from her profile and posted a post with a single phrase.

hahaitsann

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hahaitsann my heart won't start anymore for you

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arianagrande: babe are u ok?

⇾hahaitsann: happier than ever

carlossainz55: fck. ann you're alright?

⇾ hahaitsann: of course, ca, don't worry:)

danielricciardo: ann are you home? I will come now.

⇾ hahaitsann: ouuh. no need, dan, tysm.

kellypiquet: girl I'm here

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charles_leclerc i can't find a pulse.

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landonorris: you guys are scaring me, what happened?

⇾ charles_leclerc: nothing just an incident

carlossainz55: charles, can you go to direct and answer me?

fancharles1: WHA-A-AT

⇾ carlossainz55: same reaction mate

sofiestay: I hope you're all right, Charles.

lec16lerc: god what happened?

16charlec: did you and Ann break up?

⇾ janerttb: I think yes, they both don't have pictures in their profiles together. Did you see Ann's post?

⇾ 16charlec: no. but. wtf.

So that's what was supposed to happen. It hurts, yes. But you have to be a strong girl.

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thedirtygridd · 1 year

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CHARLES LECLERC’S BREAK-UP STORY…FEATURING YOU (FIC) PART 1

WARNINGS: 18+ Strong sexual content/Fictional

Summary: As per the breaking news today, Charles Leclerc has broken up with his girlfriend and he invites you (you are a close friend of Charles) onto his yacht for what you think is a party with his friends to help him feel better…but it turns out to be a lot more than that, and so does your “friendship”…

You found out about the news that Charles and Charlotte had split up on Instagram, while walking in the streets of Monaco on a December afternoon. You couldn’t believe it. You had been friends with Charles for a few years now, you were good friends and you knew him well. It took you by surprise that they split, because their relationship always seemed so strong. You quickly WhatsApp messaged Charles after reading the news.

“Hey CL, I’m so sorry about the news. I’m here if you need any support x”

You pressed send and you immediately saw that he had read the message. “Wow he’s keen!” You thought. He started typing…

“Thanks for the message. Support would be great, maybe come join me and a few others on my yacht later? I’m taking it out for the night, need to clear my head”

You immediately responded saying that you’d definitely join him on his yacht, who could turn that down! And that you’d meet him after you had got changed. Just as you were putting your phone back in your handbag, you noticed he had sent another message.

“Wear a bikini.” the message said. Nothing more, nothing less. You thought that was a bit strange, but of course you’d do as he said, maybe he was planning on having some fun jumping off his yacht and swimming later on.

You quickly went back to your apartment and picked out your favourite bikini - it really didn’t leave much to the imagination. Your body looked insane in it.

Time passed and you eventually pulled up in the harbour and arrived at Charles’ yacht “Monza”

You had been on it before, it was incredible. So big inside, so modern…and so expensive. You stepped onboard, as the yacht immediately started to sail. You could hear music coming from inside, and you noticed a few pairs of high heels on the deck near where you stepped onboard. You slipped your own shoes off as the staff welcomed you onboard. “Charles has asked us to sail out to the cove tonight, he’s in his private area, with a few of his guests if you’d like to join him….” The kind man mentioned.

You found it so cool how he paid people to run his yacht. It was almost like being in a fairytale, he had the dream life. But you still couldn’t forget how much he’d be hurting right now after his separation with Charlotte. You still felt sorry for him and couldn’t wait to give him a friendly hug. As you started walking, another member of staff offered you a glass of champagne. “Charles requested this for his guests. Please enjoy your evening” he said while you wondered into the long corridor that led to his bedroom.

You noticed the music was getting slightly louder as you wondered down the corridor. You noticed even more high heels, dropped all over the floor as you stepped over them.

“Who is Charles with?” You wondered. “Who has he invited to this get together?”

You pulled on the handle of the door to his private bedroom…but it was locked. You could hear strange noises coming from inside over the beat of the music. “Hello! Charles! Let me in!” You shouted as you knocked on the wooden door.

A few seconds past and finally the door slowly opened, you stepped in to be greeted by another girl, wearing her very own small bikini. She was very attractive, you’d never seen her with Charles before. “Hey, charles asked me to come see him, is he in here?”

“Oh yes…he is. But our job is to cheer him up, he was in a foul mood before, are you ready?” the girl said

You thought this was all very strange, you didn’t know who this girl was. She then leant in and gave you a kiss on the cheek. “Emily by the way…” she said. As she came closer you noticed how her skin was completely covered in oil…

“What’s the oil about?” You wondered. The girl smirked and took your hand gently and guided you towards the next door, which took you into where his bedroom was. The noises were now getting louder, you tried to see if you could recognise any voices as you stepped towards the door. You could make out girls giggling and what sounded like Charles giving out the occasional deep groan.

“FUCK!” You heard Charles shout before laughing. “Get yourself down…” he added.

What was going on? You wondered. Your head was full of things Racing round. What did Charles invite you to?

And then the door opened and you stepped inside the low lit room. The room also smelt sweaty, as if people had been exercising in there.

This is when you couldn’t believe your eyes… Charles was lying down on his bed, surrounded by naked girls. You counted 4 around his naked body and then a 5th girl was squatting on his face. You could see his tongue smothering her ass as she squatted on him. The girls were pouring hot oil all over each other, while making out with each other and rubbing Charles’ hard cock with it. The bed was drenched wet with oil. Bikini bottoms all over the floor and the bed. You could hear the girls juices slosh around as Charles licked inside her. You noticed drips smothering his face, getting caught in his stubble. You were so shocked…but also so intrigued.

“Oh f-f…uck” charles said while almost choking himself on the other girls juices. She squatted off his face and sat down next to him, completely wrapping her tanned oily legs over his hard abs. “Listen girls…” charles said over the music , you could tell he was quite tipsy. “Listen…this is my good friend…she’s come to join us.” He got distracted as he said this because another girl had placed her ass near his reach, you saw his eyes wonder to her before grunting and giving it a hard SLAP. The sound echoed in the room. “Mhm, good girl” he said while biting his lip. His hand had already left a red imprint on her left cheek, before he continued, while rubbing another girls oily legs. “…This is my good friend, like I-I- said. Come join us baby” he said while lying back down. At the same time, another girl got into place and squatted onto his face. He immediately began smothering his tongue all over her ass and in between the crease of her lips.

You stood there, shocked. You didn’t know what to do. “Charles…I think I’m gonna go upstairs again…”

As you turned to the door, you heard a thud, and before you could even turn around, Charles placed his hands on your waist.

“Hey, hey…” he whispered gently. He had to focus on what he was saying, due to his tipsiness. He turned you to face him as his hands wondered around your body. “Come onnnn, let’s have some fun. Fuck what anyone thinks, this is about all of us. Let’s just fuck…”

You couldn’t believe what he was saying, you had always been great friends, and only friends. You never even dreamt of being with him, it was never in the question.

“You want to know a secret?” He said while another girl rubbed oil into his muscly, sweaty back and wide shoulders.

He brought himself closer to you, as he did, you felt his hard cock hit your leg. “I’ve always wanted to fuck the hell out of you…” he whispered. At the same time, you felt his dick throb and some of his pre-cum drip out. “Here, let’s have a toast…” he grabbed your champagne glass from your hand.

“To fucking!…” he toasted, while the other girls giggled and continued rubbing him up. He took a sip of the champagne before immediately coming into kiss you. As he kissed you, you realised he hadn’t swallowed all of the alcohol. As you made out with him, you traded champagne and saliva between each of your mouths, you felt him untying your bikini as he did it. His tongue was warm and slimy, it felt so good. You enjoyed the warm feeling of his saliva drip into your mouth. You were instantly turned on. His thick fingers had made it down to your pussy and he decided to go straight in there, while you stood making out. You felt his fingers slide deep inside you, right on your G-spot as he wiggled them around. He started with two fingers , but you quickly felt a third slip inside. He was already stretching you out. You grabbed his oily back , struggling to get a firm grip on him, as he finger fucked you.

“Fuck….fuck charles” you said before he picked you up. You quickly lost balance as he carried you, and found yourself grabbing hold of his oily, rock hard biceps as he tensed them while carrying you. He quickly dropped you onto the bed, and spread your legs wide open.

He didn’t wait around, he licked four of his fingers before rubbing his dick in between them, and then he slipped it inside of you. He was so huge, his dick stretched open your tight walls as he forced himself into you. He picked up a full bottle of champagne at this point, took a massive gulp out of it, and then opened his mouth and spit it out onto you. The champagne covered your tits and your belly, the bed was now covered in sweat, oil and champagne. It was chaos.

He continued to thrust his hard cock into you, you couldn’t help but think how lucky Charlotte was to have this man, and how sorry you felt that she couldn’t have him anymore. But that thought was quickly replaced with the intense feeling of you squirting on Charles’ thick cock. You sprayed his abs and chest as you released your fluid. He pulled out of you so he could fully feel your spray.

Once you had stopped, you saw him smothering his hands around his body, rubbing your juices into his pores. You noticed his finger rings had become fully smothered with your juices.

“Suck me off!” he said to the girl next to him. She got down on her knees and took his wet cock into her mouth. He firmly pushed himself inside of her mouth, and held himself there for a few seconds. The girl was gagging on it, spit was flying out the side of her mouth, and Charles was loving every second, you could see it in his eyes.

He pulled himself out of her mouth, and quickly bent down to kiss her. His tongue fully smothered around her mouth and in her mouth. He was determined to lick up all her spit.

He then stood back up, leaving that girl on the floor, and picked up another one. He pushed her against the wall behind the bed and fucked her hard. You could see how intense it was. His back was now covered in red scratches…where we had all been scraping and grabbing him uncontrollably as he fucked us out.

He pulled himself out of the other girl and immediately said “fuck…I’m, i’m really close” you could see sweat dripping off his forehead, and collecting at the side of his nose. Part of you wanted to lick it off him. But before you could even suggest it, he ordered you all to get on your knees. You all did as he said, and he pushed all your faces close together before standing over you and taking long jerks of his wet cock. It didn’t take long before he started to position himself even closer to you all. He aimed his cock right in front of all your faces, before he let out a groan and then released ribbons of white cum , which came shooting out his throbbing tip. You felt your face get covered with his warm milk as you knelt before him. You smelt the scent of it as well as it hit you. The other girls were quick to react to the impressive load by moaning “mhm, fuck yes Charles , give it us…give us your cum. We want it”

And he did…he continued to shoot out cum for at least 10 seconds. Once he stopped he stood there watching us all. The girls , and you, were scooping up the cum like it was gold, sliding it in between your fingers before sucking it off. You noticed how every girl reacted in the same way. They all treated this man like a god. They all wanted his cum.

But Charles was staring at you in particular, and paying the attention to you now. He didn’t seem to notice the other girls, as you sucked a ribbon of cum off your index finger. It tasted warm and salty, it tasted good.

“Come with me” he said to you while reaching his hand out to collect you. He pulled you up, you were still half covered in his cum. You could feel it slowly dripping down your body. He led you to the bathroom, And guided you into the shower. He locked the door behind as he turned the shower on. The water fell like it would in a waterfall, such a posh shower. Marble all over the floor.

“That was fun…but I gotta admit, I’ve had my eyes on your especially” he brought himself closer as he said it , before giving you a kiss. You noticed his face was full of all sorts of slime, but you didn’t care. It was dirty and sexy. He kissed you again before adding “I’ve always wanted to do that with you. I felt like we’ve always had a bond…and yes I know I’m fucking drunk…but I want to do this more with you. See where it goes…” he continued to kiss you. The water from the shower was now dripping down his hair and on his face, it ran down across his sharp jawline. You placed your hands on the side of his wet face as you kissed. You could feel his cock getting hard again on your leg.

“Fuck! I’m horny…” you both said at the same time before bursting out laughing. He missed you some more before turning you around and pushing the palm of his hand on the arch of your back. He pushed your body forward as you stood there, almost putting your face into the wall of the shower. And then you felt his cock enter you again , this time as he fucked you from behind.

He fucked you even faster than he did before, you both groaned as he thrust inside. You felt even tighter from this angle, and he felt even bigger (if that was even possible.) This is when Charles mentioned “I’m gonna fucking cum again…”

You had to quickly interrupt…

“But….b-b-b…Charles! I’m not on birth control…”

As you said it, you felt his cock fill up to breaking point , and then it burst. You felt even more warm, thick ribbons of his milk filling you up

“Fuuuuuck yeah” he groaned as he clenched on your ass cheeks

“Shit, charles…” you said

He turned you back round to face him. He looked exhausted. He had water dripping down his face , his hair was soaked through and very messy

“Charles, I’m not on birth control…” you laughed nervously to try and relieve the stress of the fact…

He wasn’t fully listening, he was too caught up in the lust of the moment.

“I want to fuck you like this every day, you’re fucking beautiful” he said. His cock was still hard at this point, still throbbing, and still dripping with a mixture of cum and pre-cum. You didn’t know how he wasn’t fully empty by now.

“Oh Charles…you’re so cute” you said while wrapping your arms round his scratch- covered, muscly back. “Look at the state of your delicious back” you said to him “full of scratches” you found it hard not to get too turned on by the feeling of his body, it was still all too new a feeling for you to grasp.

“Worth it though” he cheekily said while holding you in his arms. You could tell he was starting to get tired now.

You stood there with the water dripping down both of your warm bodies, as you felt his cum inside you. He had fully filled you up, and you weren’t on any birth control…

You thought to yourself “I came here to try and cheer him up after his hard break up, and now he could’ve impregnated me…on the same day that he split up with Charlotte….” You stood and stared into space as the thoughts wizzed around your head….

What if…………?

To be continued…

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