Formula 1 House // 2022

💎 FOUR 💎

(Sorry if there are any mistakes, just let me know. I was singing to music so I might have accidentally done something lmao. Anyways, enjoy!)

Daniel hummed along to the song Riptide, his headphones on his head as he walked beside Lewis. It was very dark now and it was almost eerie so he had decided to calm the mood down with some of his music. Lewis hated that they decided to it near the middle of the night. He face palmed and looked to Daniel who was pretty much dancing at this point. A twig snapped behind them and he spun around, his flash light flickered as he squinted to see who it was. He screamed when Pierre tried to spear him like they do in wrestling, sending him hurtling to the floor.

"YOU STUPID BITCH!" The Brit yelled out, throwing a few punches as the Frenchman's face as they were now wrestling on the ground. Pierre had done it jokingly but Lewis was very paranoid and hadn't noticed it was Pierre he was beating the living shit out of. Daniel noticed and dragged Lewis off of him.

"What are you doing!" He exclaimed, slapping some sense into the Brit. Lewis took some fast breaths then noticed he had been beating Pierre and gave a nervous chuckle.

"My bad, I thought someone had attacked me since Pierre thought it would be a good idea to spear me like a WWE wrestler!" He frowned, pouting slightly as he crossed his arms and turned around. Seb and Charles had found them and saw Pierre looking a bit more bruised, Lewis kind of shaken up and Daniel just downright confused.

"Lewis why are you pouting?" Seb questioned, it was pretty difficult to get Lewis to act like a 4 year old but someone had managed it. Good on them.

"He thought it would be a good idea to sneak up on me and spear me to the ground!" Lewis snapped, crossing his arms and looking away from Seb. Charles started chuckling and helped Pierre to his feet.

"You alright, mate?" Charles questioned the Frenchman.

"Oui, merci." Pierre chuckled nervously as he looked at Lewis and burst out laughing. He hadn't seen Lewis act childish like this before so it was a bit funny.

"Piss off!" Lewis murmured, shooting a glare at his attacker.

"Calm down! Now, we part ways and continue looking opposing teams flags..." Seb murmured before switching up the topic and dragging Charles away with him.

Daniel ran after Lewis, not very impressed that he had to use energy following the guy.

"Slow down! Flipping hell!" The Australian called out and the Brit came to a halt, "Did you find something?" Daniel questioned and approached Lewis who pointed to a tree hollow with a red flag poking out of it. Lewis sprinted after it and Daniel noticed Kevin guarding the area discreetly. The Danish man spotted them and Daniel told Lewis to hurry up. Lewis pulled the flag out and they began sprinting to the house garden which was where they needed to put the flag. Kevin was pretty fast, unlike his Haas car. Daniel decided to 'sacrifice himself'.

"GO WITHOUT ME, LEWIS! YOU CAN MAKE IT!" Daniel let out a war cry and lunged at Kevin, shoving each other to the floor and fighting one another. They were all acting as if this game was the Hunger Games and the losers would die. It was quite amusing though.

"I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU DANIEL!" Lewis cried out, jumping at the concrete patio of their garden and placing the flag on the green circle. One team down! Lewis had hit his head on the patio but he didn't notice it due to the adrenaline of playing capture the flag 💀. Seb's team returned to the house. Mick and Charles were upset that they lost. Kevin was annoyed as Daniel and him had been wrestling on the muddy floor so his favourite white shirt was stained and he was covered in dirt. Lance didn't really care and just started eating some pancakes with maple syrup on them on the deck chair.

"Lewis you do realise you're bleeding, right?" Seb commented.

"NOPE!" Lewis grinned and ran off into the woods again, Daniel running straight after him.

"They're going to kill themselves." Seb sighed and mumbled something under his breath. But it was also nice to see Lewis being childish as he always seemed so stressed.

Yuki and Zhou sat near their flag, playing Uno when Fernando and Valtteri appeared in sight and began running towards them.

"Oh f-" Zhou spoke before being shoved out of the way by Valtteri and digging their flag out of the ground. Zhou and Yuki knew they had lost and told their team mates on the walkie talkies. Pierre cussed like sailor and returned to the house looking extremely annoyed. He kicked over a plant pot. Now it was just Valtteri and Lewis' team left. This was absolute carnage.

Daniel stumbled into the creepy part of the woods, finding Lando and Carlos who had got themselves lost there. The young Brit was practically clinging onto the Spaniard.

"OK you can get off of me now." Carlos mumbled, but Lando continued to grip on as he was petrified of the dark. Daniel laughed slightly but then flickered the flashlight around and spotted a distinctive white flag. It was camoflauged pretty well. Alex spotted them and now they were running back like this was the end of their life. Not surprisingly, the Thai driver was reasonably slow. Lando let go off Carlos so they could run faster. Lewis was ahead of them and waited to be chucked the flag. When he was given it, blood was still streaming down his face from earlier. They all looked like they had just been in a horror film. Carlos spoke over the walkie talkie to Max saying to come to the garden because they were about to win, Max grabbed the flag and made his way.

Lewis hopped over the fence and face planted the ground, running to the green circle and placing the flag in it. His vision was blurred with blood now but he stood up and looked to his team mates. They gave each other high fives. The other ten drivers who were already out of the game stared at them, moderately concerned.

"My head hurts, oh fuckkk" Lewis laughed, sitting on the ground for a moment. He hadn't noticed he had cut his head a couple of times. When you cut yourself on your head, it always looked way worse than it actually was.

"Come on Lew, lets go patch you up." Seb chuckled and helped the guy up, taking him to the bathroom and opening the first aid cupboard.

Daniel grinned, his smile larger than usual. He hugged Max and stuck his middle finger up at everyone else. Acting as if he just got a gold medal in the Olympics. Carlos patted Lando on the head with a smile and Lando jumped onto the Spaniard's back.

"We win! Seb's team is doing the laundry for a week!!" Lando screeched out in victory.