Chapter 8

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After summer break you get ready to go start again for the last part of the season. Crazy how fast things go.

I spent a lot of time hanging out with Mick.

I'm seriously falling for this boy.

But next weekend it's a home race for me. Belgian Grand Prix. Spa.

My parents, Noah's parents, are joining me.It's going to be an emotional reunion. I haven't seen those people in a while. I do keep contact and call them at least once a week but it's not the same anymore.

I flew to Belgium shortly after last weekend's race. I land in Brussels by 6pm and take a train and cab to my grandparents. No one knows I'm already in the country.

I walk up to the house and see all the cars of my family members. It has always been a lovely tradition, every Sunday evening we all get together and have dinner there. Nothing fancy, just bread, hot chocolate milk and laughter.

I open the door and everyone stops talking. 'Weren't you supposed to land tomorrow?' my sister yells when she jumps in my arms. 'Surprise' I say with tears in my eyes. Everyone is happy and delighted and I'm happy to see my family again.

In the next few days I catch up with my other family members and go to Noah's grave. It's been heavy, staying in Belgium.

All the drivers land on wednesday and I join them in Spa.

I couldn't sleep and it's early on a Friday morning. I put on my hiking boots and go for a walk to clear my mind. As I'm about to leave my hotel room 'Chloe !'. I turn around and see Mick standing there. 'Where are you going?' he asks while walking towards me. 'I'm going for a hike, I can't sleep,' I say while yawning. 'You look tired and please don't tell me you are seriously thinking about walking at this early hour?'He said, a bit distraught.

'Yes I am Mick, I had a very emotional beginning to this week. I need to clear my head to have full concentration today' I say while turning around.

An hour later I got back to the hotel and showered quickly. Mick is texting me but I'm ignoring him. I can't deal with this. Not now.

I walk towards the driver's briefing, it's pouring rain and I forgot my rain jacket and umbrella. Someone is running towards me from behind. 'Hi you forgot your umbrella I see, you can always join me' I hear Mick say. 'Yeah sure, thank you' I say with a sad smile.

'What is up with you?' he asks me. 'It's just been rough. I visited his grave yesterday and saw his family again since I left. I have a lot of sad emotions. ' I say, hoping he will leave it alone.

He stops walking and just hugs me. Yeah just what I needed. I start bailing on his shoulder. I knew it was stupid to put on mascara.

The drivers briefing goes well. The first free practise is in the pouring rain but no accidents happen.

In the evening everyone is having dinner together at a small restaurant. They invited me to, but im not sure if I want to go.

I'm walking towards my car when I see someone leaning against my car. It's Max.

"Waarom ga je vanavond niet mee gaan eten?" (Why aren't you joining to night) He asks.

"Ik heb een heel zware week achter de rug en zou moeten rusten." (I've had a rough week, I should be resting) I say while unlocking my car. "Ik weet van jouw accident. Ik heb je opgezocht en zag het artikel. Waarom zei je niks?" ( I know about the accident. I did my research and the article popped up. Why didn't you say anything) He asks while getting closer. "Omdat mijn prive leven prive is."( I'm not obligated to share my private life) . I get in my car and speed off.

I'm definitely not joining them tonight. Max will probably tell everyone or translate the article. As I'm driving towards his grave, people are calling me. Max, Mick, Lewis, Seb, Daniel and many more. I just put my phone off and drive.

As I arrive at his grave, I just stay in my car and cry. I turn on my phone and see hundreds of messages.

Without thinking I call Mick.


I can finally place my feeling, I feel guilty for getting close with Mick. 


Am I falling in love? 

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