F1 One Shots

#119 Checo - Night in a club

MARISOL POV.: After long day at the factory, I think I need to go somewhere and relax.. Only break we had, was to eat and drink coffee... And it isn't even race weekend!! I think I need to go to the club and drink A LOT....

IN THE EVENING
Both me and Checo were leaving the factory, when I remembered my plan..
-Ej, Checo?
-Si?
-Are you doing something specific right now?- I asked him with hope, that he's not.
-I don't have plans I think, why do you ask?
-So... While both of us don't have any plans..
-Then?- I could hear that he's intrested.
-We could, for example, go to a club and go for some drinks... To relax, what do you think?- I suggested with innocent expression.
-It's fine with me!- he agreed and we smiled to one another.
-Yours or mine?- he asked next.
-Taxi. We both deserve to have a drink- I decided and pulled out my phone, to call a taxi for us.
-That's what I'm talking about!- he agreed and laughed. I couldn't keep streight face and joined him. We were in very good moods...

HALF AN HOUR LATER
IN THE CLUB
We got ourselves comfy by the bar and ordered drinks, talking about everything and nothing. Music was loud, so we needed to talk a bit louder than usual, but we didn't mind... From the beginning, I felt that such an evening would be useful to us ... Recently we only work and see each other only at work... And where is the fun of life?! Well, Jason and I don't really have it, but when I'm with Checo, it's completely different story... With him I feel free... Free and accepted in every way, even the worst flaw...
-This is what I needed after such a difficult day!- Sergio commented.
-And you know that dancing is the best for stress ?!- I stated more than asked, smiling.
-Si? I thought that racing?- he answered the question by another question, with genuine smile.
-Ey, Checo!- I whined, laughing -Ok- I got an idea -Drink it all and come on! Don't tease me, let's go dancing! - I said, jumping off the stool on which I was sitting and walking slowly to the dance floor.
-You say dancing..?- he said, quickly finished his drink, left empyt glass on the bar and followed me, onto mid-crowded dance floor. We were dancing like nothing happened, and suddenly, Checo grabed my wrist and began to twirl me around, making me laugh. And we weren't even THAT drunk?!

We danced like that for a few minutes, laughing our asses off, and then, without second thought, I took my hand out of his and with a few movments, I made us dance VERY close to one another... I didn't doubt it, to place my arms around his neck, bringing us even closer... And Checo on the other hand, without a trace of doubt, was looking me deeply in the eye, and as if nothing, wrapped one of his arms around my waist, and the other one placed on my hip. Our foreheads touched, and gazes were locked... In sinc, we swayed side to side slowly. I felt how my heart was pouding in my chest, but it wasn't from fear... That was something else, something I couldn't describe... Something more... Intense... I felt like my insideas were pulling me to him... I didn't knew myself, what was happening between us, and if it was only consummed alcohol... There was never any tension or insecurity between us, we always got along and worked well with each other, ever since I joined Sahara-Force India F1 Team... And that's how it was this time...
Suddenly, I don't even know myself, what gotten into me, but... I kissed him. Sweet and short, but I did it, moving away right after that, when it got to me, what I actually did.... But luck was with me today, because this something which happened to me, also got into Sergio, who pulled me into another kiss right afterwards, way more passionate. Then I wasn't holding myself back...We kissed more and more passionate and heated, and felt like time around us had stopped... Slowly, we're loosing the air, but it didn't stopped us either... Only when we REALLY needed to come up for air, we pulled back only for few milimiters. Neither of us could switch their gaze, breathing quick and uneven. We didn't say anything, and we didn't need to... That's how it just is between us... Gazes were enough...
-Let's get out of here!- Checo shouted, to out-shout the music.
-Que!!?- I didn't listen, so Sergio held my wrist again, and pulled me to our places next to the bar. The noise was less, but not so much...
-I said, let's get out of here..- he repeted, and I felt how rapidly my heart is pouding in my chest, I even don't know why...
-Ok!- without thinking, I agreed, we paid what we needed, took what is ours and left the club. We weren't THAT drunk to don't understand what we're actually doing, but tipsy enough to feel care-free... I, myself did, I don't know about Checo... He and his Tequila...?!
Taxi pulled up shortly and we quickly got inside. Checo told the driver the address and we drive away. I didn't try to change it, because at mine is my sister, and I don't know where "this" is going... And what's weird. it doesn't concern me that much..?!