Pieces of our Love - Marcus Armstrong

One

Travelling back to Italy wasn't the same at the start of 2018. I moved out of the family home 2 years ago, so I could work towards my only dream, fashion designing. It was strange to live alone, although I shared a dorm room with people my age, and always had people I could lean on. Knowing that from now on I will have a family member in the country, was something I really looked forward to. Even more that it was Robert who didn't spend too much time at home until I left anyway. This opportunity he got, gave us a chance to get back to each other and get back some of our lost time. My dorm was still far away from his apartment but we could still meet up easier than when we were in different countries. We didn't even wait long before we planned our first meeting, and he got me to attend the Prema season opening party.

At first I wasn't sure they would be okay with me tagging along, but seeing as most of their drivers were allowed to bring one or two people I went with his idea. It made me anxious to know how many new people I will meet, but at the same time I was quite looking forward to it. I had many friends from school, but I considered myself quite outgoing and social, meaning I never backed out of getting to meet strangers. Maybe even make a few friends, but at least acquaintances. As this was about Robert's new team I wanted to at least meet them, so I knew who he was working with. This wouldn't be the last time I accompanied him to something in connection with his job if it was going to be his decision anyways.

I didn't even go home before the day of the party, sleeping at Rob's for the night. I had everything I needed to get ready and was even quicker than my brother who only had to get his clothes on. The car was already waiting for us when he came out of the bedroom finally. With the roll of my eyes I followed him outside but waited for him to lock the door. He was lucky that we planned to be early, so even with him taking his sweet time getting ready, we were not late at least. It wouldn't be ideal for him to miss the first event in his schedule and make everyone think he's like this usually when he's really not. I didn't know anyone who was as precise with being on time as Robert was.

" First event, which is a party actually, not even something serious. Still, you would have managed to be late. " I rolled my eyes as we stepped inside the elevator that took us down to the ground floor. " You would still be styling your hair if I'm not there to push you. " I scoffed, exiting first with him following behind right to the car that was waiting in front of the building.

" Don't you dare say that I'm usually like this or there will be consequences. " He poked my side, making me squirm and jump out of the way so he could get into the car. " It's because of you anyways. If you had been quicker in the bathroom I would have come out in time too. " He added, making me gape at him before getting in so at least the poor driver can do his job on time without waiting even more.

" Don't you dare push this on me, Robert. I spent five minutes inside, at max. " I rolled my eyes while getting my seatbelt on. I knew we won't be able to keep up the 'arguing' without bursting out laughing at one point, which did happen just seconds later.

The topic wasn't worth it anyways and we both knew the other one didn't mean what they said. This was one thing I loved about being his sibling. He had quite good humour, spicing up any boring moment if he wanted to. Sometimes he just added a word or two and everyone was laughing the next second. It could be hard if you didn't understand sarcasm, but still, he usually made sure you knew when it was just a joke or something he meant seriously. Everyone knows that sometimes jokes can go wrong, and he never wanted to hurt someone. I always looked up at him for how he could go from the class clown to someone driving cars at dangerous speeds and still manage to be professional in both.

Our car parked in front of the office, where the team planned the party. It was of course decorated and music playing in the big open room that was the main venue. They also had smaller rooms ready if people wanted to sit down a little in smaller groups away from the noisy crowd. They thought about everything, and I was really looking forward to everything they planned for the night. Until then I had to follow Robert so I wouldn't get lost and at the same time could meet everyone important. My mind was almost truly full of all the italian names after just half an hour spent meeting his new team and future crew members. They all seemed lovely people, but I felt quite overwhelmed by the amount of them. I never thought there would be so many people who worked just with him and no other driver. There was always someone talking, making it impossible for me to slip away as they were kind enough to give a chance for me to be part of the conversation. The one time I would have rather just looked around, instead of chatting with people who moved in a part of life that did not involve me. It involved Robert, but my only connection to it was watching him race on the weekends and hoping he won't crash.