Formula 1 House // 2022

👾 TWELVE 👾

Lando was in the living room, Seb was leaving for the day and everyone was upset. Lando still didn't feel very well so he was laying on the sofa sniffling with his snotty nose. Carlos had put a film on for him and they didn't tell him about Sebastian leaving for the day. Mick and Charles were clinging onto Seb begging him not to go.

"Guys, it is for work and you guys, you'll survive. I'll get you all a McDonald's when I leave if Lewis texts me what everyone wants. Be good or else." Sebastian sternly told everyone. They all nodded and he left the house.

Daniel took out his phone and started playing his little playlist so he can focus on everything except problems, 'Hymn for the Weekend' played first. He was humming and everyone started looking at him as his humming got louder. Max nudged him and he looked up, apologising before slipping past everyone, grabbing his car keys and leaving the house. He didn't say where he was going but he was going to the gym with 'Viva la Vida' playing.

"OK then... go play video games or the simulator, I'll be in the kitchen." Lewis smiled, looking over as Daniel began to leave. It was very random. 

(Max POV)

I frowned as Daniel suddenly left, slightly irritated he didn't tell me where he was going but we weren't getting along very well because of how I reacted the other day. I hadn't apologised and Daniel was upset about it so he refused to talk to me until I did. But I had too big of an ego to do it yet. I sighed, watching his car leave and turning to see Charles stood right in front of me. I flinched and grumbled under my breath.

"Oh, sorry. Are you and Daniel OK? You haven't been talking recently, it has been very quiet. Especially because Lando is sick." Charles explained, a look of minor concern on his face.

"Not really, he won't talk to me since we got told off outside and I was angry at him. I haven't said sorry." I murmured, realising how stupid I sounded. Charles stared at me in absolute disbelief.

"I am sorry but are you stupid? Just say sorry... even if you don't mean it that is nicer!" The Monegasque crossed his arms and glared at me. I felt my cheeks go red in embarrassment.

"I guess I should... I will when he comes back." I finally gave in and accepted defeat, Charles was right after all. And Daniel was my best friend, I should've said sorry earlier.

"Good! Now lets go race in the simulator with Mick! He asked me to and I said I would so come on!" Charles spoke enthusiastically. I looked slightly confused as Mick was usually quite shy around everyone but I was also happy he was coming out of his shell and trying to make friends with some other drivers. I knew Esteban and him were pretty much best friends and me and Mick got along pretty well. Kevin and Seb adored him but I didn't know many other people he was close friends with. Charles snapped me out of my thoughts and we came into the basement, Mick greeted us with a big smile and put his helmet on. I laughed and went upstairs to get mine too, Charles followed me and we decided to play the simulator with our helmets on. After Qualifying, it was P1, Me, P2, Charles and P3, Mick -who was in a Mercedes for this as making him play Haas against Ferrari and Red Bull was unfair.- I got a very good start, Charles not so much as he had been passed by Mick almost immediately. I looked beside me to see a very focussed Mick pressing the buttons on his steering wheel and placing his foot on the brakes as we came into Turn 1 of the Silverstone Circuit. (If you couldn't tell by all of my books, Silverstone is my favourite.) AI George and AI Alex crashed and it was a yellow flag for a few laps before we started racing again.

"DAMMIT!" I heard someone yell from upstairs, I realised it was Kevin's voice followed by a massive thud. It distracted me and Mick took the opportunity to slip past me. I had lost a second and when I looked back, I was in second. A sigh escaped me and Charles was gaining on my tail, almost slamming into my rear wing. Mick was a second ahead now and I had a Ferrari behind me. I struggled for the rest of the race until Lap 20 where Charles overtook me but in Lap 31 I got in front of him again. Mick was still doing well and quite far ahead. In the end, it was Mick P1, Me P2 and Charles P3.

"Good game guys!" Mick smiled, very happy with how he drove despite it only being a simulator and that he was in a Mercedes.

"Yeah! You overtook nicely Charles." I complimented.

"Thanks, you defended well, I can pretty much draw your rear wing off by heart now." Charles laughed and I smiled in reply. Mick raised a brow before Lewis called everyone up.

"COMING!" The three drivers said in unison.