SIXTY TWO

"Coração, how did you manage to sneak in to my trailer?"

Larissa Cohen raised an eyebrow in confusion as she took note of her boyfriend sitting in her driver trailer, his ferrari suit hanging at his waist as his eyes sparkled at the sight of her.

"Lucy let me in, she blindfolded me until I got in here so that I didn't see anything."

Charles Leclerc smiled lovingly at his girlfriend, seeing the smug smile form on her lips whilst he stood to his feet to pull her against his chest and hug her, with his lips pressing repeatedly against her temple.

He had barely been able to see her nowadays, since they were both so busy with meetings, training and interviews but he always tried to make time for her, or watch on proudly if he couldn't.

Like when he had no choice but to watch as Larissa was interviewed by Nico Rosberg, which was of course, absolute chaos since she had only ended up answering one serious question because she kept asking stupid ones which Nico would then answer, forgetting that he had a job to do and interview her.

They were able to relax after races for a day or so together, since she would stay with him before having to spend time with her friends and uncles, and he always used that time to cuddle with her since he didn't want to let her go.

"That's my mother." Larissa chuckled as she thought of her trainer, Lucy Appleton, knowing that she would never let a team spy on the Cohen girls car.

Charles released a small whine from his soft pink lips which gained her attention, making her lift her head up to see him pouting at her, patiently waiting for a kiss.

Her smirk coated lips pressed against his as she lifted her hand to cup his cheek, using the other to wrap around his neck to keep him close, knowing that she had missed him. His muscled arms immediately wrapped around her frame, keeping her tightly against his chest before he lifted one of his hands to hold the back of her head.

The Monégasque pulled her down on to the sofa with him as he fell backwards, his back flat against the sofa as she was above him, kissing him with just as much as love as he was kissing her with.

Instead of laying on top of him or sitting on his lap, the Cohen girl took a seat beside him, pulling him back in to a seating position so that she could kiss him again, not wanting to sleep with him in her driver trailer.

Their lips melted together effortlessly as if they were made for one another, their heart beats matching in pace and intensity, which was rapid and frantic since they had missed being in each others company.

The door to her driver trailer abruptly opened making the two of them jump apart, though the person who interrupted them released a scream.

"Carry on!"

Zahra Bailey squealed as she turned around and left just as quick as she arrived, closing the door behind her and using her spare key to lock it so that nobody else could interrupt them.

Well, it wasn't her spare key but in fact Toto's, since the Austrian man had given her the key knowing that she would use it.

The two lovebirds smiled as they heard the Bailey woman running away from the trailer, small giggles leaving their lips as they glanced at one another.

Charles leant back against the sofa so that once again, his back was flat and opened his arms out for his love, grinning to himself as she followed suit, laying beside him and curling in to his side.

His hand began to draw circles on to the area of her drivers suit which was inbetween her shoulder blades, whilst his other hand was wrapped around her thigh, his thumb repeatedly brushing over the area as goosebumps covered both of their skin, hers from his touch and his from her breath on his neck.

"I've missed you, ma princesse."

Charles spoke quietly, his eyes examining evey single feature of her face since he couldn't believe the beautiful girl in front of him was real, let alone his girlfriend.

"And I have missed you, coração."

Larissa Kimi Cohen responded with ease, lifting her head so that she could lightly press a kiss to his lips, finding him instantly responding, before pulling back slightly to kiss the tip of her nose.

Her heart ached for the Monégasque whenever she was not around him, and she couldn't quite believe how lucky she was that he was dating her, believing herself to not be worthy enough for his affection and his love.

Since she was now living in her father's house in São Paulo again, there were barely any days that they could spend time together, and she wished that she could stay in Monaco with him but she had to be in Brazil.

Brazil would forever be her home.

Even without her father there, it was where she felt the most at ease now that she knew her grandfather was unable to get to her, and it was where she felt her papa's presence the most.

Especially in the newly renovated house.

She didn't even have to worry about Pete, because he no longer lived in the house next door to her, no, that had been put up for sale and had recently been bought.

By none other than Esteban Ocon.

The last that she had heard from Pete was the letter that he had posted through her door which apologised repeatedly for what he put her through and for his role in breaking her family apart, going as far as saying that he would be testifying against her grandfather to make sure that Luiz got justice.

And he did.

The trial of her grandfather was supposed to last six months, but the very first day of the trial had been eventful where Andrè Santos had bragged to Larissa about what he had done to her father to the point where he was forced to change his plea to guilty.

"Ma Princesse, what's the matter?" Charles found himself questioning as he noticed how her body stiffened, a single tear leaving her eyes which had made contact with his skin.

"Nothing, nothing is the matter, I'm just happy." The Cohen girl smiled reassuringly up at her Charles, seeing him nod in understanding.

"I love it when you're happy, and I love you." The Leclerc boy smiled, closing his eyes as he listened to her breathing, over the moon at having found his soul mate.

"Eu também te amo, coração."

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"Cohen, you do know that you're supposed to make it look difficult, right?"

Toto Wolff chuckled at his best driver as she celebrated with her team mate, since she was able to grab pole position in qualifying with Valtteri grabbing second  at the French Grand Prix.

Behind third place, Charles Leclerc.

"Maybe the others are just shit."

Larissa shot a playful wink at her team principal, seeing his face light up at her competitiveness, whilst her team mate patted the top of her head as if he was a proud brother.

She spotted her favorite rivals watching her with fake hatred, making the Brazilian lift both of her hands up in to the air to flip them off, knowing that she was victorious in beating the Ferrari's and the Red Bull's.

Pierre Gasly of Red Bull pretended to faint as he took note of her flipping him off, his big cheerful smile never fading since he was so proud of his best friend.

Charles and Sebastian laughed at the antics of the Mercedes girl that they both adored, glancing at each other before they both flipped her off, seeing her pretending to be offended.

They knew that they would most likely not be able to get past her during the race tomorrow, but it was nice for a moment for then to pretend like they had a chance.

But they were right.

Because the next day approached and just like they had predicted, the legacy Cohen stormed to victory, with Valtteri in second and Charles in third.

Even after Larissa had spun out on track due to the track being incredibly wet and ended up being overtaken by most of the drivers since they were on wet tires whereas she wasn't, she was still able to overtake them all over again once she finally had the grip to do so.

Even Nico Rosberg who had been watching on thought that nobody stood a chance now that she was in a championship battling car.

Well, it wasn't so much of a championship battle when the only person that she was battling with was herself, but it was nice to be delusional and pretend that it was.

At the rate that she was going at, she wouldn't even need to make it to Abu Dhabi for her to win the championship, she could win it with ease long before.

Because she was Larissa Cohen and absolutely nothing was getting in her way.

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Anthoine Hubert had created a spare key to Larissa's São Paulo home.

Without her knowledge.

Well, it wasn't going to be for long that she didn't know, because as she was busy flying back to Brazil from his home country of France, he was sat in her living room on her sofa with his feet up on her coffee table.

And he was watching a movie that his best friend always forgot was his favorite. Legally Blonde.

He ended up watching it twice by the time that she arrived back with a Subway in her hand, entering the house and nearly releasing a scream as she noticed somebody in her house.

It wasn't that their was an intruder but it was actually a much more important thing, one that made her panic a lot more than it should have.

"Get your stinky feet off my coffee table!"

Larissa yelled loudly as she stormed towards the French boy who could not stop laughing at how much of a mother she seemed to be. She used her hand to smack at the Hubert boys ankles, making him remove them from the coffee table before he would lose his feet, knowing that she would actually try and cut them off.

"Papouille, do I not even get a hello?"

Anthoine pouted sadly before he abruptly grabbed her around her waist to pull her down beside him so that he could hug and hijack her so that she would have no choice but to watch Legally Blonde with him again.

"Not when you've been contaminating my coffee table with your disgusting feet." Larissa scowled at him, seeing how his smile only seemed to grow which made her desperately try to stop herself from smiling.

"Would you say hello to me if I said that I invited friends?"

Anthoine giggled quietly as he watched her face fill with surprise, before a knock at the front door sounded making her glare at the French man that she loved with her whole heart.

As she opened the front door, she could have fainted from who she saw standing in front of her with wide grins on their lips.

"Jamie fucking Chadwick, what are you doing here?"

Arms barrelled tightly around the neck of the Cohen girl as Jamie Chadwick stepped in to her house, hugging her, followed by the next person who copied her instantly.

"Anthoine asked us here to annoy you, and you know that we couldn't turn it down, Cabezón."

Tatiana Calderon shot a playful wink to her friend as both Jamie and herself hugged the Brazilian, before jumping on to her sofa and placing their feet on to her coffee table as the third arrival was a lot more polite.

Larissa smiled as she recieved a kiss to her cheek from her favorite Ecuadorian, wrapping her arms around him and giving him a hug since he always knew to not annoy her, because she could easily embarrass him in front of his friends.

"Welcome, JM. Would you like some of my food?"

Larissa spoke loudly so that the other three could hear her and grinned as they all released dramatic gasps.

"Sure. I brought alcohol for us to share."

Juan Manuel Correa smirked as he closed the front door to the Cohen household, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and pulling her towards the sofa where the group of friends sat down beside each other.

It wasn't often that she was able to see Jamie, Tatiana and Juan but she was so happy that she could, and despite pretending to be mad at the Hubert boy, she knew something else.

She could never be mad at Anthoine.

"Feet off the coffee table!"

"No!"

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A/N

We're getting closer to Spa and I am so not ready to write it oh my god

What do you think?

Also as I post this, it is the day after the 8th anniversary of Jules' death, and whilst I wanted to write a chapter and post it yesterday, I mentally couldn't do it. I had no medication for 2 weeks and whilst the first week was fine, this week I was just all over the place.

But we all miss you Jules every single day, rest in peace 💔🕊

Ooo and what things could you see being true about Larissa? Like things she would say or things she would do? Or facts about her?

Anyway, I hope that you all enjoy this chapter and I'll see you all soon for the next one,

I'm so proud of all of you, my loves

Love you all,

P.s I still haven't made Author notes shorter I am so sorry

-RUBY