All of Me (Sebastian Vettel)

14. Cry For Help

A/N:  So who's reading the rewrite?   Have no idea if people are reading as most have already read it.   Let me know what you think!

Alyssa dragged herself out of bed, still half asleep.  She'd worked the late shift the night before and hadn't got home until nearly 1am.  She yawned loudly as she plodded into the kitchen and switched the kettle on. 

Cherry was sat at the table eating a slice of toast.

"Good morning Alyssa," she said.

"Morning," Alyssa muttered, lifting her hand to rub sleeping dust from her eyes.

The kettle didn't take long to boil as Cherry had not long made a cup of coffee.  Alyssa quickly made herself a cup of tea and sat down at the table opposite her friend. 

"You look like a Walking Dead extra," Cherry informed her.

"Thanks a lot Cherry, love you too," she replied. Cherry laughed out loud. 

"You always look beautiful cherie! And that racing driver of yours thinks so too, or why would he keep texting you all the time like he does?"  

Alyssa and Seb's lighthearted banter had resumed after the flirty texts they'd exchanged when he'd been in Imola.

"He's not my racing driver" Alyssa said, blushing. "We are just friends. Oh that reminds me.  I need to check how he did in Miami. It was so late when I got in and I was so tired that I forgot."

She stood up and padded back to the bedroom to get her phone, before rejoining Cherry in the kitchen.  She sat down at the table again and tapped on the F1 app icon, blinking in surprise at what she saw.

"Oh my fucking God.  He won!!"  She jumped up off of her chair, and began bouncing up and down.   She felt so proud of Seb.  He'd had such a tough time the last two or three seasons.  He'd told her some of it when they'd had lunch in the cafe, the rest she'd found out on Google. She quickly logged on to Twitter to look for any posts about the race. 

Aston Martin had posted photos of Seb on the podium.  He was holding the trophy aloft in one hand and his infamous finger was raised on his other hand.  He'd had a shave, he only had a little stubble now, but he still looked so sexy. 

His eyes were glistening with unshed tears.  Alyssa felt herself tearing up.  She saw a link for a YouTube video.  She clicked on it and watched an onboard of him as he passed the finish line.  He'd got quite emotional on the team radio.  Her tears spilled out and began to roll down her cheeks.  She was so happy for him. 

She glanced at the time on her phone.  She calculated that it would be 5 am in Miami.  She didn't want to wake him but she wanted to congratulate him.   She decided she couldn't wait. 

Alyssa: OMG!! I just found out you won!! I was working last night and they never had the race on as the crappy football was on.  I was so tired when I finished so I didn't find out til now.   Congrats!!! I am so happy for you.  You deserve it.   😘 😘

She picked her phone and cup of tea up and headed back to bed. She was going to get an extra hour sleep before having to get ready to start work at 3 pm.

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Seb was just coming back from the toilet when he saw his phone light up.  He slipped back into bed next to Tanya and picked his phone up.  He smiled when he saw he'd had a  text from Alyssa.

He read her message and smiled even more.  Feeling brave, probably due to the fact that he was still slightly drunk from the night before, he tapped out his reply.