A sudden low grumble of a cough came from the Spanish man making Lando turn to him cautiously stepping back from Clara. "You guys ready to go or what." A blank expression glued to him. Rising from her chair while fixing her hair Clara simply nodded gliding past him and brushing against his shoulder. "She's... something Carlos." Lando was quick to blurt out. "No she's merely anything Lando. Nothing special about her." Carlos said staring into space as he fidgeting with the rings on his fingers.
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Driving towards the factory wasn't too bad, at first awkward silence filled the car until an odd one lined question got shot towards Clara. Yet minutes later they all bickered over the music choices. Clara wanted George Ezra on, as she's going through a faze of his music, Lando wanted some random song that went 'It's friday then it's SATURDAY SUNDAY WHAT?!' and Carlos wanted 'Smooth Operator' on. They all argued the whole way to the factory meaning no one got to pick. "Well we're here now!" Carlos huffed.
"Ok moody pants don't get into a strop" Clara giggled earning a chuckle from Lando and making Carlos smirk ever so slightly. "Ha ha very funny." "Hey it's not my fault grumpy," Clara went to open to door but one of the two had beaten her to it and opened it for her. "Why thank you Lando," taking his hand helping herself out. "You're welcoming" Carlos rolled his eyes basically sprinting towards to the glass doors. "I can get out of a car myself though,"
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The boys left Clara to herself as they got ready to 'meet' this driving girl but she collected her ID and was guided towards the place she need to be. Not more then 10 minutes had pasted before Carlos entered the sim room. "You didn't tell Lando I was the girl sim racing with you guys?" Straight to the point. As always. "It never got brought up." Clara was kinda of getting sick of the blunt answers and Carlos didn't even seem to even care for anything, not Lando not her and even a conversation or for that matter the entire day. "Do you have a problem or something." No reply. "HEY! I'm talking to you!" Sainz just stared at her.
Before the one way conversation went further a familiar voice entered the room along with his manager. "Clara? What are you doing here?" Closing down the space in between them suprising her with an massive hug. "Damn Lando it's like you haven't seen her in donkeys years." The sly comment slipped out of his best friends mouth. "I know we literally seen eachother about 20 minutes ago" Clara added embracing the hug happily. "So should we get to work?" Clapping her hands together.
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•Chapter feels a bit short so I apologise.
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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...
