Fields of Gold; Daniel Ricciardo

I'm not!

That evening Daniel and I just lie on the couch together holding each other.
"This was the first time I was scared for you." I tell him while my fingers play with the trail of hair underneath his belly button.
We just took a shower and he is not wearing a shirt which I have absolutely no problems with.
"I'm sorry about that. I don't crash often luckily, but yeah it's always scary. Especially for the people that have to wait to hear if you are ok."
I can feel his muscles contract under my fingers and I am fighting the urge to kiss his skin.

"I remember watching Grosjean crash and turning into that massive ball of fire in Bahrein. It felt like hours before we heard or saw anything. Even though it was just minutes, but I hated the fact that they kept repeating the crash and the fire. I can't even imagine how that was for you guys." I shiver thinking about it and Daniel pulls me closer.

"That was the scariest thing I've seen since I've started racing in F1. That man had so many angels looking out for him that day."
He sighs, "I hated the fact that we had to get back in the car after that. But as soon as you're out on the track you can't think about that otherwise you shouldn't be in the car."
I look up at him, "I'm just thankful that you got out of the car unharmed today."

Suddenly I feel my stomach acting up, I jump off the couch and run to the bathroom where I only just make it to the toilet. Daniel runs after me and holds my hair while I get rid of the really nice dinner we had today.
When I finally stop, I flush the toilet and sit on the ground while Daniel gets me a glass of water and something to wipe my mouth with.
"Are you ok baby? Where did that suddenly come from?" He sits down besides me and rubs my back while I catch my breath and take small sips of water.

"I don't know, my stomach just decided it wanted to be empty I guess. But I think I'm ok now." Daniel helps me back on my feet and I brush my teeth to get rid of the nasty taste in my mouth.
"I'm sorry you had to see this." I feel pretty embarrassed, but he quickly pulls me in his arms.
"Don't be, it doesn't matter to me. I'll hold your hair anytime you need me to and if you don't make it to the toilet or whatever I'll even clean it up for you." He smiles comforting, "But now I'm going to get you to bed, because you need to sleep and hopefully tomorrow you'll feel better."

"Don't worry, I'll be in the garage tomorrow, even if I have to sit there with a bucket in front of me." I climb into bed and Daniel joins me when he has brushed his teeth, I'm almost asleep when I feel the bed move and he takes me in his arms so I can feel his heartbeat under my hand.

I wake up even before Daniel does, feeling sick again so I make my way to the bathroom where I have another bonding moment with the toilet.
Daniel rushes in and helps me again. Not that much is coming out as my stomach has been empty since last night, but that doesn't mean it's not trying and it feels horrible.
"Maybe you should stay home today, if you are feeling sick you might just want to stay in bed." Daniel suggests but I shake my head.

"No I'm coming with you, I feel alright now."
I get up feeling a bit shaky and get ready for the day.
"If this stays, you are seeing a doctor on Monday ok? I really don't like this." I feel bad for Daniel, he looks so worried.
"Alright I will, I promise. But first practice 3 and quali today and tomorrow the race. Oh and we are having dinner at Max and Kelly's tomorrow evening remember." I'm in the kitchen thinking if I should eat something or not when somebody knocks on the door.

Daniel opens it and Michael comes in. "Morning guys, wow Sky you look terrible."
I look angry at him, "good morning to you too Michael. And thanks for the compliment."
His face turns red, "shit no I didn't mean it like that, you are always gorgeous, but you look like you don't feel good."
Daniel follows him inside, "she doesn't. She threw up last night and this morning."
Now I have 2 guys looking worried at me.