Twenty Two

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Spending time at George's has done me the world of good. The day after we got back from Spain, I went with him to the Williams factory and I had a great time. The best part was that I got to have a go in the sim. Let's just say that I beat Georges time on the Monaco track, which made his engineer laugh. I rang Lando straight after to tell him, and when I told him he was in a meeting with Zak and hearing them both laugh made my day. 

The next couple of days, me and George went for a nice long walk in the countryside and then went back to his house and spent the rest of our day watching movies. I also got a text off of Rosie's mum Claire seeing if I can do a eulogy at the funeral and I was happy to do so. I spent ages writing one, talking about all of the good memories that were shared with her and how she loved her job and all sorts of other positive things. I'm definitely leaving the part out about her awful ex-boyfriend Leon West. Let's just say I don't like him and he doesn't like me because he is a manipulative piece of work and didn't support Rosie's career choice of being in the Army. If I see that bastard again, I'm going to swing for him. 

It's now early Thursday evening, me and George are heading over to Bristol for the funeral tomorrow. God, I'm nervous to do my eulogy but I'll be fine. Once we're both in the car, I decided to call Oliver because I haven't really spoken to him for a while.

Oliver: Hey AJ you alright?

AJ: Hey, yeah I'm good thanks. Just nervous about doing the eulogy tomorrow

Oliver: You'll be fine sis.

AJ: I god hope Rosie's ex doesn't turn up, because if he does bro I'm going to swing for that little fucker for what he did Rosie in the past

Oliver: AJ don't do anything stupid, you have an image to uphold in the motorsport world. I don't want you getting in any trouble, okay. 

AJ: I'll try not to but if he says one bad thing about my best friend, I will not hesitate to knock him out 

Oliver: Everyone here is sending you their love and we'll see you tomorrow at the Crematorium 

AJ: See you tomorrow Ollie, love you 

Oliver: Love you too sis, bye


Oliver ends the call and AJ is just staring out the window, into space, gathering her thoughts until George places his hand on her thigh which breaks her out of her thoughts. "You alright beautiful?" George said kindly. "I'm alright handsome, just hoping tomorrow goes to plan and that I don't have to go and punch someone," AJ said as calmly as she could. "Don't worry about it too much babe. I'll be there to stop you if he does show up" George said.

2 hours later, we arrive at the hotel in Bristol and we head up to our room, I check my bag to get my phone out but then I realise that I've left it in the car. I then walk over to George and say "Babe can I have the car keys because I've left my phone in the car". George throws the keys over to me and then I head out of the room and walk towards the lift and then I freeze for a few seconds because I see Rosie's ex-boyfriend at the other end of the corridor and he looks at me dead in the eye because walking into his room. I was going to get the lift down but then I ran towards the stairs, ran down them and walked as fast as I could to get to the car. I unlocked the car, grabbed my phone out of the centre console, closed the door, locked the car and ran back to the room. I took the stairs instead of the lift. At least I'm still getting a bit of a workout.  

I get back to the room and see George lying on the bed watching Only Fools and Horses and then he turns to me. "You alright babe? You look a bit out of breath?" George asked. "I'm fine, I took the stairs instead of the lift, to get my exercise in" was my response. I handed George his car keys back and snuggled up next to him on the bed as we continued to watch TV. We didn't order any room service because we stopped at a little restaurant before we went to the hotel. Checking my phone the time read 23:54. I put my phone on the bedside table and slowly drift off into a deep sleep. 

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