Once again, Clara trembled out of bed flinging clothes from left to right after waking up about 30 minutes late. Layering the most basic makeup onto her face before shooting out of her door whilst collecting her ready pack luggage. She was bound to sleep in.
Eddie had given Mr Sainz Clara's number but she was yet to receive a message of the man himself. She didn't mind as her manger gave her all the details like times and meeting places etc. Clara thought she might as well give Eddie a call so he doesn't then go on a rampage.
"I'm on my way to the airport now." She knew Eddie would be mad but at least she wouldn't get a million text messages of him "For fuck sake Clara you need to be there within 15 minutes!" Before the conversation got anyway further the red button was pressed. On a normal note the drive from her apartment to the airport would be about 45 minutes, on this occasion it was brought down to 25. Practically sprinting towards the gate, where she was supposed to meet Carlos, with a suitcase in one hand and a bag in the other she ran into a tall mysterious yet familiar figure. As a result she dropped her bag, letting a sign slap the ground as well.
"You seriously need to watch where you go." That thick Spanish accent filled the english words while looking down at Clara yet again for the same reason. Déjà vu? "Oh, you again. Sunglasses man." Huffing as she spoke. A giggle left the man's mouth as a smirked played against his lips, the black out shades began to lift of his face revealing the stunning face of he himself.
Clara's facial expression dropped even further. "You've got to be kidding me." Flashback's appeared within the mind of the women, running into the man back at the track. "Carlos Sainz encantada de conocerte de nuevo (nice to meet you again)." Did he really just introduce himself?
"Clara Ramoz and I know who you are." Shaking his hand gave her goosebumps that covered her body head to toe. "It's still polite to introduce myself." Now the smirk was his lips, curving upwards.
Miss Ramoz chuckled with awkwardness especially since he hadn't broken the long and intense eye contact. "Wait... Clara Ramoz. I am taking you to England?" Snapping out of the moment Clara forgot to even mention the flight. "Oh yeah. To Mclaren HQ, I'm testing the sim." Carlos studied the girl. Out of all motor sporting ladies he had met, this feisty women wasn't the one he would suspected to have overtaken him. Especially on the outside...
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So it was Carlos whom she overtaken... Interesting 🤔.
Hopefully you guys might have pieced that together lol.
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Secret Obsession - Carlos Sainz
Fanfiction"ITS LIGHTS OUT AND AWAY WE GO!" Two Spaniards. One passion. Formula One is the only way forward for her. He's already in her dreams. Or maybe not. Maybe she's in his. (There are bits of spainish in here just for warning but it does have a trans...
