The Dutch Grand Prix [EN] [16+]

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I can not believe my eyes when I arrive at the camper. Mauve is sitting right there at the table, chatting with my family. They are all smiling as they turn their heads at me when they see me. "Did something happen dear? You do not look so happy," my mom asks worriedly. "No, I am fine," I reply as I step closer. I turn my head towards Mauve to examine her expression and take a guess at what she is thinking, hanging up on me but then showing up here before me. I have no clue. Now, her look is also worried. I enter the camper to store my backpack on the bench. When I come out, I mention that I am going to the toilet and leave.

After two minutes I hear little footsteps quickly come closer. I do not turn around even though I know it is her. I am such a dick. She did not even do anything wrong and still I am upset with her. She grabs my arm to make me stop. "George, wait, please," she gasps for breath. Just out of politeness I stop. "I am sorry that I did not say yes straight away," she starts. "We are moving so fast and I was a bit overwhelmed so I needed some time to let it sink in." When I do not reply she continues: "After I did my dishes and took a shower, I decided that I would love to meet your family and that I was just being stubborn because we are not following guidelines of all the books. I tried to call you back but you were not answering so I texted you but you also did not read my texts. Scared to miss the dinner I headed to the camper. I found out that you were still training and hoped you would see my messages before you would arrive but you obviously did not," she finishes her explanation. When I look into her almost begging grey eyes, I can not do anything than take her into my arms. "I am sorry too; I should not have been so stubborn and just looked on my phone when I finished. I was just so sad because I was afraid you already dumped me..." I explain my stupid behaviour. She moves a little backwards so she can look at me when she says: "It is just that we move a little fast and I am not used to that. Plus, it has been a while since I dated..." I can hear the doubt in her voice when the words 'dated' leave her mouth. I want to ensure her by asking her if she wants to officially date me and be my girlfriend but I am afraid that will be too soon for her as well so I just kiss her on the forehead. She smiles, grabs my hand and we walk back to the camper.

Three hours later, I am walking her back to her camper. When we arrive, she dives into my arms. It feels so familiar. We kiss each other fervently and wish each other a good night. I would like to stay with her but I think it is best if we take it slower and I sleep in my own bed. She probably thinks the same way because we both go our own ways.

First it takes me an hour to fall asleep and after two hours I already jolt awake from a nightmare. Mauve was in danger. Some fan girls found out that she was dating me, tracked her down and kidnapped her. I know it was just a dream but I can not get it out of my mind. Frustrated, I get up to drink a glass of water. And another one. I run my hand through my hair and sigh. Then I put on a pair of joggings, a sweater and my shoes and softly I leave the camper.

As I stroll over the campsite I keep wondering if I should go to her or not. While my thoughts are occupied with the question, I walk to her camper on automatic pilot. When I arrive, I decide to shut down my thoughts and just go with it. Carefully I open the door of her camper and close it as silently as I can. Damn, I curse her old truck silently because it makes so much noise. Hopefully, it did not wake up the neighbours. When the door is closed, I look into the darkness at the back of the camper, where her bed is. As I move closer, I can see she halfway lifts her body on her elbow. "What are you doing here?" she asks with a sleepy voice. I simply just kiss her. Then I take of my additional clothes and crawl in bed next to her. I pull her into my arms, kiss her again and wish her a good night.