Hi, I am y/n.
I'm currently working for the best formula 1 team in history (in my opinion). But not only my opinion, "everybody is a ferrari fan" Sebastian Vettel once said, and can you blame him? Who wouldn't be a ferrari fan these days with such handsome drivers?
Well, I have the privilege to work with these two handsome drivers everyday, maybe even more than just work... But I'm getting ahead of myself.
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'Goodmorning everyone!' I said happily.
Yes, I love my job. Greeting my colleagues is a thing I enjoy deeply. The ferrari team is very tight and everybody knows each other.
I had just entered Charles' pitbox. I saw him in my eye corner, going through the specs of the car with his mechanic. He had done 2 laps in free practice 1.
We were in Monaco, my favorite race of the year. To be honest, everyone's favorite race of the year. Especially Charles' of course. When I talked to him yesterday, he seemed confident about the race. Everyone is still a little nervous though. Charles' luck in Monaco is not great to say the least. But I believe that he will take first place this weekend. Also, going out after the race will be so much more fun if Charles wins.
Of course I hope Carlos will get a good result too, but even if I hate to say it, Charles is our golden boy at the moment.
I was just talking to one of my colleagues when Charles looked over his shoulder and greeted me with a smile. I already said that I love to greet my colleagues but I always have to skip the drivers so I don't disturb them. So I love it when they greet me instead.
Nothing special happened that day but there was something special coming up...
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Today was an event planned where the whole team was invited and I was so excited. The perks of being in an rich sport environment is that you get to go to fancy events and party's every now and then.
I had my dress ready, a beautiful silver elegant dress, not to much, not to little sparkle. I was feeling like a total goddess.
The night had already fallen and the stars were out in the sky. They almost sparkled just as much as my dress, but not quite yet.
We all stayed in the same hotel and I met up in the lobby with some of my colleagues.
We got in the cab and drove to the event. We were a little early because we had to be there to talk to the guests that were coming. Carlos, Charles and other important people such as the team boss arrived later and walked down the red carpet with, of course, lots of paparazzi. They weren't that interested in us, which I understand. Missed a banger of a dress tho! Okay, I'll stop now, just feeling myself.
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I was just chitchatting with some people about the sport as I heard loud screams and flashes were going off. That must be the drivers, and I was right.
Carlos and Charles walked down the red carpet as all the guests admired them from afar. Including me, duh.
Both looking handsome as always, they walked down the red carpet and joined the crowd after. Everyone jumped on them like lions to get their attention for even just a split second.
Poor guys, overwhelming it must be. As Charles was talking to some rich looking man, he looked past him and smiled at me, yet again.
It shocked me a bit, so not thinking, I waved at him. He laughed a bit and said something to the man before walking past him and making his way to me.
I'm lying if I said I wasn't freaking out a bit. I haven't talked to him very often and for him to leave the whole crowd who wanted to speak with him and come and talk to me, I just felt maybe a little special.
'Hey, y/n, how are you?' he asked with his hands casually in his well fitted fancy trousers.
'Hi, I'm great, how have you been?' I returned the question.
'I've been good,' he smiled.
'You look-,' we both started at the same time.
We laughed at the coincidence.
'You go first,' I said.
'I wanted to say that you look stunning,' he said as he scanned my body.
'Thank you,' I blushed. 'I actually wanted to say that too, you look very handsome tonight.'
'Thank you,' he answered and laughed a bit.
How was this conversation going so smooth. We had already complimented each other. I wouldn't say it was flirting, but it was definitely not just being friendly.
Before I could say anything else, people had already joined our conversation and stolen Charles from me. As a man lead Charles towards the bar, he looked over his shoulder and mouthed the word 'sorry' to me.
He's also a gentleman. God I want him so bad. But of course I can't.
Talking about wanting someone bad, Carlos walked up to me. Could it be the dress, or am I just really really lucky tonight?
'Hi! Y/n right?' he asked.
'Yep that's me!' I answered a little too enthusiastic in my opinion, but luckily Carlos let out a little laugh.
'I haven't talked to you much, which is a shame actually.'
'Yeah I agree. You guys are just to busy so I totally get it.'
'Well I don't understand why I never made time for such a beautiful girl like you,' he said on a flirty tone.
It's the dress, it must be. I'm blinding them with my sparkle for god's sake!
He made me so shy, I didn't know what to say.
'I'll see you around, y/n,' he said at last and walked past me.
I bit my lip to contain my excitement. What are the odds that both drivers show interest in me?!
