Race Day!

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The next morning y/n's phone buzzed and it was Charles.
C: "Good morning. I hope you're not asleep."
Y/n: "Morning. Not really no. What's up?"
C: "Someone saw us, last night. They didn't know it was you but it's all over the media. They're asking about Jess but I needed to tell you before you saw it to make sure you don't get the wrong idea again."
Y/n: "What? Okay that's fine if they don't know it's me... then it's okay. Don't worry."
C: "Still coming Sunday then?"
Y/n: "Yeah! Wouldn't miss it! I'll skip today though, let this blow over, I presume people will swarm the paddock."
C: "Good call, see you soon."

Y/n decided to not worry yet. She'll go to the race on Sunday alone, and play off as a fan. Hopefully this will pass quickly...

** Time skip to Sunday. The first race after a short break. The Monaco GP. **

Y/n was so excited to go and watch Charles. It'll be her first time in the paddock, let alone her first live race.
After getting ready she made her way to the paddock.
The outfit:

Charles was starting on Pole and Max was second followed by Daniel

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Charles was starting on Pole and Max was second followed by Daniel.
Y/n: "Babe!"
C: "y/n! Looking lovely! Thanks for coming! Did you get in alright? No swarming?"
Y/n: "I got in perfectly fine, just played it off as a fan and made my way around."
C: "Don't suppose you had to act excited very hard."
Y/n: "Oh! no I'm literally ecstatic, no acting needed there! Anyway get ready, I'll go to the garage out of site though. Be safe and win it for me."

After about an hour it was race time and it was absolutely amazing and Charles came in to win his home Grand Prix with Max taking second and Lando fought till he secured third place.
After the podium celebrations y/n went to find Charles. She stopped dead, numb from shock when she spotted him... only he wasn't alone...

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