Formula One Angst - Blog Posts
Unachieved Dreams
Charles Leclerc Imagine
Summary: Every person has dreams in life, Charles is becoming world champion live every Formula 1 driver wishes to achieve one day and Y/N was becoming a wife and mother, but Charles achieving his dream was stopping Y/N from achieving hers.
The scent of the evening sea breeze from Monte Carlo swirls in the air as you sit on the balcony, looking out over the shimmering lights of the city below. A glass of wine sits untouched beside you. The quiet hum of the streets can’t drown out the echoes of your thoughts, the words you’ve replayed a thousand times since he left the apartment earlier today.
"Y/N, we both knew this wasn’t going to work out."
Charles' voice had been calm when he said it, too calm, as though the gravity of his words didn’t carry the same weight for him that they did for you. You thought about his hands—steady on the wheel, gripping the trophy, but cold when they let go of you.
It was always about the championship. From the day you met, you knew he had one goal: to become world champion, to be the best in a sport where only victory counts. That was his dream, the one thing he couldn’t let go of, couldn’t sacrifice. You’d admired him for it, fallen in love with that relentless drive. But somewhere along the line, it became clear that your dreams weren’t part of his.
You wanted more. You wanted a home. A family. To be a wife, a mother. You’d whispered those dreams to him late at night, in the moments between races, when you were both tangled in bed and everything seemed possible. And for a while, you believed he’d share that dream with you, too.
But then came the races, the endless travel, the pressure mounting on his shoulders. He could handle the physical strain, the crashes, the mistakes—but he couldn’t handle the weight of your dreams. You asked for a future together, a life beyond the finish lines and podiums. He asked you to wait. Always to wait.
"I love you, Y/N. But I can’t give you what you want. Not now. Not while I’m still fighting for this."
His words felt like a punch to the gut, as if you were the one holding him back, standing in the way of his destiny. Every driver dreams of becoming world champion, and every moment spent with you was, in his eyes, a distraction. But to you, he was everything. You would have traded every podium, every grand prix, just to have him by your side.
He made his choice today.
You sigh, your breath shaky as tears brim in your eyes. You wonder if he even hesitated before leaving you standing there, shattered. The Charles you knew wouldn’t have, and that was what broke you most. You knew this day was coming. You'd seen the signs, felt the growing distance every time he came back from a race. You were the one with the unfinished goal now, the one whose dreams were slipping through her fingers.
Becoming a wife, a mother—it seemed so simple in comparison to his grand ambition. But in his world, those dreams were secondary, smaller, not worthy of slowing down for. He was always going to chase the world championship, always going to sacrifice everything for that victory. Even you.
A tear falls, landing on your hand, and you realize that no matter how much you loved him, you couldn’t keep sacrificing your dreams for his. The realization hurts, ripping through your chest like a wound that would never fully heal. But there it is, raw and real. You were never going to be his priority.
You wanted a life together. He wanted a trophy. You wanted to be his future. He wanted to be a legend.
As the stars twinkle above, you realize that love wasn’t enough to hold onto someone who was destined to belong to the world, not to you. Charles would always choose the podium over a shared life. And maybe, just maybe, it was time for you to let go and choose yourself.
In the distance, you hear the faint roar of an engine. Charles is out there, chasing his dream, while you sit here, mourning yours.
But tomorrow? Tomorrow, you’d start chasing yours again.
Even if it meant leaving him behind.
Anais’s thought: Hi this is my first fan fic! If you’re reading this thank you for reading it, I hoped you liked it and feel free to leave and request or any feedback! Love Anais❤️