In Love With Formula 1

Part 7

I got back to my apartment around 8pm and I was SO tired, I had such a busy day and as much as I loved it I wasn't used to doing this much in one day let alone a whole week. I closed my front door and took my boots off putting my fluffy socks on and putting my hair in a ponytail, I moped into my kitchen to put the kettle on whilst I got my favourite mug out and put a tea bag and slightly too much sugar in when there was a knock at my door.

"Hey" Lando said between breaths, it looked like he had ran here,

"Hello?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to come to Charles' apartment for a celebratory dinner"

"I'm leaving for England really early in the morning so I don't know if that would be a good idea"

"Wait why are you going to England?"

Shit, I had to come up with an excuse that seemed reasonable, I racked my brain for the only thing that could be feasible,

" Oh, I'm just going to see my mum"

It wasn't a lie

"How long are you there for?" he asked back

"This isn't an interrogation room Norris"

"Okay sorry, but, how long are you there?"

"Long enough"

He looked at me with one eyebrow raised and a confused look on his face,

"3 weeks, why?"

"Who's interrogating now huh"

"You are at my front door, I could shut it in your face right now if I wanted to"

"Okay okay, my flight is tomorrow morning as well, we might be on the same flight"

"Maybe" I said as a yawn escaped my mouth

"Are you staying at your mum's house when you go?"

"No, there's a hotel nearby that I'll stay at"

"Okay, goodnight Izzie"

"Night"

As soon as I shut my door I forgot my tea and went straight to bed, I was exhausted.

I was woken up by my alarm at 4am which was ridiculous in my eyes, my flight wasn't until 10am, 6 hours to do anything seemed like an age. I rolled out of bed brushed my teeth re-did my ponytail and changed into a pair of black leggings and my filthy brown jumper. I looked rough to say the least, I stumbled over my suitcase and got a bottle of water from my fridge and some leftover biscuits from the other night and shuffled out of my apartment and as I was walking to my Uber, Charles whisper shouted my name and wanted me to get in his car, without me realising that George Russell and Lando were in the car as well. I was so embarassed by the state of me but I honestly couldn't talk because my body wasn't awake. I shuffled into the middle seat in the back of Charles car and George said quite quietly

"Morning" but it felt like he was shouting right in my ear I retorted back at him

"Shut up and let me sleep"

It was a 4 hour drive to the airport in the south of France so I decided I would try to get as much sleep as possible. I fell asleep with my head resting on Lando's shoulder but he was also out like a light, I don't think either of us were morning people.

We were rudely awakened by Charles and George shaking us awake and a collective groan came from both me and Lando. We walked into the airport and got our bags checked and we went through security and customs, I decided I wanted a cup of tea and some food so I walked over to the nearest cafe, dreary eyed, rubbing my eyes every 5 seconds. I pulled out my tea bag and asked the lady at the cafe if I could have some boiled water and some milk,

"Pourriez-vous faire bouillir de l'eau et me chercher du lait s'il vous plaît"

"Ouais, ça va prendre quelques minutes."

"Merci"

Lando was also in the line but ordered in English, it was quite funny watching him point and try to explain he wanted a coffee to the poor French woman.

"How do you do it?" Lando asked

"Do what?" I said back

"Speak French like it's nothing, you haven't said a word to anyone all morning and you come out with that bunch of letters in a weird order and she somehow understands what you're saying"

"Magic"

I was drinking my tea when our flight was called for boarding so I started ambling over to our gate getting my passport and boarding pass ready, I was so excited to sleep another 2 hours on this flight.

I got to my seat and put my bag in the overhead compartment and got my fancy noise cancelling headphones and phone connected and as soon as the safety procedures and take-off were complete I turned my music on and fell back asleep until the lady next to me woke me up when we had landed.

England was incomparable to Monaco like this, it was drizzling with rain and was cold and windy. I didn't miss this at all, when I was collecting my bags I saw the boys on the other side of the conveyor belt and waved at them. They made their way over to me asking how I was going t get to my hotel.

I lied saying I was going to get a bus when in reality I had my Nissan R-34 GTR skyline waiting for me in the storage part of the airport. Awkwardly we all ended up walking to the same place, this could not have gone worse, I just didn't say anything and kept walking, I signed for my car at the reception and my keys were given to me. Just my luck that Lando had his car stored on not just the same floor as me, but right next to my car, I was slightly annoyed but I couldn't let it get to me, it was just cars at the end of the day, and mine was better than his, silly Mclaren cars, definitely didn't want one or anything.

"Do you just collect cool cars or something?" Lando laughed at me whilst inspecting my car

"Maybe"
I said back unlocking car and putting my suitcase on the passenger seat and moving round to get in

"Can I hear it?"
He asked like a child asking for a sweet

"Go on then"

I started my car up and it did sound good starting from cold, I let it run for a bit so I got back out and started inspecting his car whilst he was putting his bags away

"Company car?" I asked in a joking tone

"Yeh pretty much"

"Nice, it's the 2018 model right?"

"Yeh how do you know that?"

"I like Mclaren, always have both motorsport wise and automotive side"

"Well you got the best of both worlds here, and F1 driver for Mclaren, who drives a Mclaren"

"How cool" I said not really wanting to continue this conversation so I made my way back to my car and I rolled the window down giving a quick wave to Lando before wheel spinning away making the best noise my car had ever made.