LOVER -
act one chapter two

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IRIS HAD FAILED MISERABLY AT BEING A RESPONSIBLE ADULT. She wasn't quite sure at which point in the evening in which she had decided to throw the act out of the window. But by 2am it was long gone.

And she was sure a lot of her money was too. It was a boozy night, for sure. Mick had left at a reasonable time of 1am, and had no alcohol to drink as he was preparing for the beginning of the season and wanted to be in best shape.

Iris, however, was on the opposite scale to Mick. She couldn't even tell you the name of the restaurant she had been in, or the best cocktail in the bar. What she could tell you was that she had a splitting headache and her stomach felt like it was about to jump out of her own body.

Maybe the sushi before drinking hadn't been the best decision.

She very vaguely remembered falling asleep and could only hope, she hadn't brought a complete stranger home. Although it would've made a good song, she didn't really like the idea of bringing someone home when she couldn't even remember what she had for breakfast.

Iris very quickly realized, that she was not in a bed. And was on a sofa. A plush grey sofa. This was not her sofa. As she went to stand up, she made the sign of the cross. Hoping someone could listen to her prayers right now.

A large sigh of relief was released when she opened her eyes. The only positive to take away from the situation was that she still had her dress on from the night before. (And technically the morning.)

Iris' first thought was that she had been kidnapped. But the luxurious apartment seemed to prove her otherwise. However, kidnappers still can be luxurious and decide to take you.

Her worries did not seem to vanish when she heard a sizzle in a pan from the kitchen, praying that it wasn't anyones skin.

She poked her head round the corner, revealing a man in grey sweats that hung loosely around his waist. And a tight white t-shirt.

Iris had no clue on what to say, or what to do. How do you greet someone you don't even remember meeting? Thankfully, he better her to it.

"Morning." He greeted with a smile, having heard light footsteps in the background and knowing it was her. Of course, in the moment Charles believed he was doing a good deed. Which he was, but also forgot how dubious someone could be after waking up after a long night drinking. "I didn't know what you'd like, so I just made toast, bacon and eggs."

Iris having lived in Monaco many years ago recognized that accent and placed the unnamed man as a local, who had the - rare - common dignity not to take advantage of her. She also couldn't deny that he was a man of beauty.

Maybe people don't just live in Monaco to avoid taxes.

Having finished plating up the food, he slid the plate towards her. Sending her a warm smile as he moved to wash the other dishes.

"I am so sorry for whatever you may have witnessed last night." Iris awkwardly chuckled, picking up her knife and fork. "And thank you so much for this. I'm sure not many other people would. Are you not going to have any?"

"I've already eaten, there's no need to worry." Charles dismissed her worries, moving towards one of the cupboards and revealing the time on the oven.

"Oh my God!" Iris almost choked, having seen the time as 12:00pm. Mick was going to kill her.

Charles instantly turned around, "Are you alright! I'm trained in CPR if you need it!"

Iris began hurriedly cutting up the pieces of food on her plate. Although she was quite saddened as the meal was delicious. "No! I'm fine, it's just the time! My friends going to kill me!"

"Well don't rush! I'm sure they'll understand. Let me get your phone so you can explain where you are!" Charles walked out the room and towards what Iris guessed to be his room.

He strolled back in, handing it over to her. "I put it on charge last night." He smiled at her, as she attempted to smile back but it faltering when she saw the amount of missed calls and messages.

But that necessarily bother her. She was just blinded by his ability to care for her. Not even her ex-boyfriend would do this for her, he'd never make breakfast or charge her phone when it had died. The most he had ever done was clean one plate.

Charles was an angel from above. Iris just wished she'd asked for his name before rushing out of his home and replying to as many texts as she possibly could.

seb and his children :

SEB:
Hello?!!?!?!
Iris Valentine Blanche.
Answer your messages right now
Or I will tell your grandmother
And she will not be impressed

CHILD #1:
please do it
it will be funny

SEB:
Iris is missing Mick
It is not funny

CHILD #1:
sorry seb

CHILD #2:
hello
im here
i hate this gc
why am i child #2??
im older than mick

SEB:
Is that really your priority right now?
You have been MIA for about 8 hours
That's highly unusual.

CHILD #2:
well yeah obviously
but
im fine

CHILD #1:
it's obviously because
i'm better

SEB:
Mick.

CHILD #1:
sorry

CHILD #2:
that's what i thought 🤣
being favorite child isn't for everyone

CHILD #1:
don't act like something you aren't

SEB:
Good Lord be nice to each other
for Christs sake
The bigger question was where was
Iris
I was almost going to call the police

CHILD #1 :
you have to wait 24 hours

SEB:
Well I'd tell them I was Sebastian Vettel
And then they'd help me

CHILD #2:
that's exactly what you'd tell us not to do

SEB:
Well it's acceptable in this case

CHILD #1:
fame isn't supposed to be used to our advantage seb

CHILD #2:
yes seb
you shouldn't use fame to your advantage.

SEB:
Stop trying to parent me
I'm the adult here
And I'm asking where you were Iris

CHILD #2:
A random man's apartment

CHILD #1:
WHAT

SEB:
WHAT
Sorry capital button got stuck

CHILD #1:
well at least you're learning how to type

CHILD #2:
well done seb!!

SEB:
STOP CHANGING THE SUBJECT

CHILD #2:
stop using capitals

SEB:
Sorry I got Hannah to fix it
God that was scary

CHILD #1:
the fact she was at a randos house
or the caps lock

SEB:
Both to be honest

CHILD #2:
it wasn't like an actual creep
it was like a nice guy

CHILD #1:
why are you making this guy seem normal
tell me you are fine in the nether regions

CHILD #2:
what kind of question is that mick
he was really nice
he even made me breakfast

CHILD #1:
cute
go poo it out
you don't know what he put in there

SEB:
Go to the doctors Iris
You do not trust a random man

CHILD #2:
i feel fine
so i'm fine
he even charged my phone

SEB:
When you get the shits
It won't be our problem

CHILD #2:
well it's gonna be over your toilet xx

SEB:
Thanks xx
You can clean it up XX

CHILD #1:
well i think your caps are broken

SEB:
SHIT UP MICK

CHILD #2:
well that was aggressive

SEB:
Caps got stuck again
Sorry guys

AUTHORS NOTE:
well 🫣 seb ❤️‍🔥