𝟬𝟭𝟱: to the lovers

LOVER -
act two chapter fifteen.








































WAS THERE ANYTHING BETTER THAN LOVE? THE SHORT ANSWER WAS; NO. "A life without love, is no life at all"- Da Vinci. It doesn't matter whether this love stems from a significant other, or your friends, or simple thing like nature. There was just nothing better, nothing purer, nothing more fulfilling than love.

You met Iris Blanche when she realized she had not been loved. She had been a trophy, the punching bag and someone who you possessed not loved. There had been a time where Iris confused that with love but in reality, she had not yet met the love that made her heart skip a beat, or the love that she wanted to scream from the rooftops - which in her case would be in songs.

Previously, Iris had been pretty good at writing songs that didn't display her past relationship in the best light. Writing songs about someone she truly loved was something that had never happened to her, how was she supposed to write them? This was completely new territory and Iris didn't quite know how she'd land on her feet.

She wanted the happiness, Iris wanted people to know this love was good, it was better than any gift she'd ever received. But, love couldn't always be good. She couldn't write an album and not include the nights she spent wondering if she was the one, the nights wanting an escape from Monaco or the fact Scotty is always going to be a pain, he is always going to be apart of her life in one way or another. He was the bad dream that came to haunt her, and that needed to be addressed.

Iris wasn't writing an album for her ex-boyfriend, she never had been. That was never the audience.

Iris never wrote music with the focus just to simply be placed on her exes. There was much deeper meanings that journalists never wanted to discover.

There was truth, there was insecurities, there was fear and there was genuine love and adoration hidden in every lyric. Iris wanted music that you could relate to at atleast one stage in your life. Whether you were in love, whether you looked at yourself in the mirror and frowned, whether you wanted to move from your home and just get out.

Iris had been there. And she wanted you to know you weren't alone.

With her second album, Iris felt like she had really put herself out there. It felt raw, it felt open but most importantly it felt good. While her first EP had been a major achievement, she'd never felt this good about it.

Iris had poured every ounce of heart she had into this album.

Maybe that's why it felt so scary sitting opposite Charles Leclerc, who bobbed his head along to the melodies every so often and smiled when he heard a familiar note he had heard Iris playing weeks ago.

When you met Charles Leclerc about six months ago, he was a bit of a mess. His ex-girlfriend, who he'd left on very good terms with, still had boxes in his apartment, there was a moldy carrot in his fridge and most importantly there had been a hungover girl on his sofa - who had then jetted out the door seconds later.

When he clashed with her in the Bahrain paddock weeks later, to him (no matter how cheesy), it had felt like the stars had aligned. Their phones getting swapped and his idiocy when he realized Iris hadn't actually had a need to post on his instagram, surely it had been fate? Charles had never believed in fate but he swore he and Iris were fate.

They had to be.

The driver may have engaged in previous relationships and been in love, but he had never been so in love. He had quite literally punched someone! And while his maman didn't approve of violence, he couldn't help but have smiled at the bruises on his knuckles.

Charles had never thrown a punch, and bruises like a peach!

Charles would punch anyone (reasonably, of course), he'd cook her as much pasta as she wanted, he'd put as many pillows around her just so she doesn't have to get up and move. Charles would make those ridiculous forts for the animals, even if Teenie didn't like him.

He would do it all, as an act of love, for Iris.

Charles planned on doing it for the rest of his life, as long as Iris would have him... of course.

The driver had been avoiding listening to any snippet Iris played, on accident, throughout their apartment just so that when the album finally came out, or was played to him he could be completely surprised.

And Iris couldn't tell if he had the good surprise, like, "That was amazing!" Or the; "You can't publish this." Type of surprise.

She was really hoping for the first one.

And then Charles sniffled.

At the sound, Iris' and Weenie's ears perked up.

It hadn't been that bad it made him cry had it!?

"I'm sorry," he apologized, taking a deep breath, "I just wasn't expecting that."

That?! These are not good signs.

Noticing the fear written all over her face, Charles's eyes widened and gripped tightly onto Iris' hands, "That was beautiful, mon ange. I wasn't expecting to be so emotional, I thought I could make it to the toilet and cry to be honest. Your voice, your lyrics... it was perfect." He kissed the tip of her nose, "You're so talented, I shouldn't have underestimated you."

"You're crying on me." She laughed quietly as he forehead rested against hers.

"Sorry."

Iris smiled, "It's okay. Tears means it's good right? Grand-mére cried too. But, she cried when she steps of a spider so..."

"I promise you, that was the best thing I've heard, Iris."

"You have to say that though."

"That's not true," Charles said, "When you wrote that song that didn't make sense, I told you. And when you made those background sounds, I advised you that they were louder so that they make more of an impact."

"I tell you my honest opinion, Iris, so that you can be your best you. And make the best albums. You just did that." He confessed, her heart swelling slightly, "There's so much to discuss, I've been thinking about the meaning of each song but I just want to kiss you first."

"Because, I love you. And I love This Is What It Feels Like. And I'm so proud of you. You put everything into this album, you should be proud, mon ange."

She searched his eyes, Iris felt it was a habit just to check if he was lying, but she knew Charles never lied. Not unless he had good reasoning of planning a surprise or something he just wanted to keep to himself until he was ready to talk.

Iris found nothing. Nothing but truth.

He meant it. He meant every single word. He was happy. He was proud. He loved her.

She was loved.

Iris never would've expected love to feel like this. In all honesty, she never knew what to expect. She just never thought it would be so fulfilling, so beautiful, she never thought love would be the best thing she ever experienced. It was so good she didn't quite have the words to describe it.

Sitting with her boyfriend as he kissed her as if it's the last time, as if it's the first time. With so much love and the same passion he had the first day.

It seemed so long ago the night on the beach in Australia, a cheesy shot by Charles and she was like water in his hands. He told the silliest jokes and laughed the loudest at them but Iris was sure she wouldn't change it for the world.

There was no-one better for Iris Blanche.

"What was your favorite song?" She asked, finally separating from him.

He smiled, cheekily, "I'm really glad you ended up on my sofa that night." He could never just let that go! He always had to tease her with her boozy night.

"You're avoiding my question." Iris rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest. Yet, she couldn't help but smile.

Because, it didn't really matter which one was his favorite.

Charles Leclerc was proud of her anyway.

And Iris Blanche had found her lover after all.






























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irisblanche: to the lovers in waiting, i promise the wait is worth it.

this is what it feels like is out now and this is the album closest to my heart. i hope you feel my love, my fears but most importantly my joy.

there is nothing better than the love i wake up to everyday and there is nothing better than the love i feel throughout the day, and there is nothing better than the smile that's on my face when i fall asleep because i am so loved.

thank you 🤍

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augustisthebestmonth: why is it augusta and not august
irisblanche: it's a writer thing, you wouldn't understand
augustisthebestmonth: i don't understand a lot right now but i'm really proud of you
irisblanche: 🤍🤍

grandmereblanche: my beautiful girl, this is amazing. you are so talented. our angels are proud, and so am i ❤️
irisblanche: i love you lots grandmére 🤍🤍

userone: charles leclerc is literally a muse
usertwo: it's not all about charles

charles_leclerc: who do you wake up to everyday
irisblanche: weenie

charles_leclerc: i'm so proud of you mon ange 🤍
irisblanche: tell me your favorite song

charles_leclerc: i love you
irisblanche: i love you more
augustisthebestmonth: gross
arthur_leclerc: VOMIT
augustisthebestmonth: @arthurleclerc TWINS!

lorenzo_leclerc: i'm your biggest fucking fan iris blanche you're perfect
irisblanche: glad you're off the toilet 😖

arthur_leclerc: you're spectacular
irisblanche: i didn't know you could spell such large words!!!

sebastianvettel5official: So proud of you Iris, my favorite child who used to be so small is now all grown up and in love ❤️
userthree: bro knows how to use emoticons
irisblanche: thank you seb 🤍
mickschumacher: favorite child??! what is this mockery

mickschumacher: from the girl i used to know in diapers, who used to constantly shit herself, is now on a billboard with her big ugly face that looks like shit. can't believe you grew up and became a sop
irisblanche: and this is the nicest thing you've said to me in WEEKS
mickschumacher: love you iris 🤷‍♀️

userthree: charles is her LOVER. why do i not have a lover?!,!

userfour: i'm never going to recover

charles_leclerc: can we get a bird now
irisblanche: no
irisblanche: wait nvm let's go do it lover

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
it doesn't seem that long ago that i was planning the first few chapters of iris and charles and nearly a year later to be writing the final chapter of their story feels unreal.

there will never be enough words to describe how grateful i am for the gifts lover has given me. your comments, votes, even silent readers have meant the world to me. 300k of you reading this book and i couldn't have done it without you.

i recently hit 700 followers and that's just fucking crazy, i may not interact with all of you but i genuinely am so thankful for anyone that follows me.

lover has really been something special, comments have made me laugh to the point my belly hurt, but most importantly it has created so many new friendships for me. it's been my baby, my pride and joy but there is not much else for iris and charles and this ending is perfect for them. there will be bonus chapters and the extra content i can't wait to write but this is the final chapter.

it's been a journey, i've loved every step of the way even when i disappear for months on end and you guys still come back. your support is truly something i'll never get over.

thank you so so so much 🤍🤍

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