THE FERRARI BOY | CARLOS SAINZ [ AN ]

9 : The driver

We are in front of the jet. Max opens the trunk of the car and two Stewarts rush to take our luggage. I get into the beautiful jet that is at our disposal. And the boys sit in a seat.

Lando sits across from Carlos. Norris beckons me to join them and I find myself sitting next to Carlos as Daniel sits next to his teammate.

We had a lot of laughs together as the flight went by very quickly even though it was a seven hour trip.

Daniel gave us no respite between jokes. Lando and I were in tears at every joke. This amused Daniel a lot. At one point Lando decides to take out his mixer and puts it on his lap and starts mixing music.
We started to laugh and dance with Carlos under Lando's amused eyes.

It's midnight when everyone starts to feel the fatigue catching up with them. Lando has already been asleep for half an hour.

The lights on the jet go out, which doesn't help my case, and a few minutes later I fall asleep in the dark. I feel something being placed on my upper body which I accept without flinching. I turn around a little in my comfortable seat and bring the piece of cloth up to my chin. The smell of it is just incredible and lulls me further into sleep.

I wake up with a start because of the light that has suddenly come on in the jet. I see that Daniel is looking at me with a small smile on his lips. I yawn and realise what my position is, my head is resting on Carlos' shoulder. While he has his arm on my back and his head on mine.

I look down at my blanket and see Carlos' jacket. I feel my face turn red as we hear Lando yawn and make a huge noise which wakes the Spaniard up. He looks at me and realizes our position and quickly moves away.

Carlos: Sorry, I didn't mean it.

Me: Don't worry about it, I had a hand in it too. I clear my throat.

Lando has a big smile for us. Daniel laughs before handing the phone to Lando.

Lando: Oh that's so cute. Daniel laughs.

I ask him what it's about but he won't tell me. Carlos takes the phone from his hands and looks at a video of me putting my head on his shoulder while I'm sleeping and Carlos wrapping his arms around me in response.

In front of his images I get all red and I notice that Carlos also.

Daniel: I promise I won't show it to anyone until it's official.

Me and Carlos: There's nothing going on between us. We look at each other and I turn my head to the side even redder than before.

Daniel: Mmm of course

He and Lando exit the jet laughing. Carlos and I find ourselves the last ones out.

My car is waiting for me in the car park and I head for my little flat.

The smell of Carlos still on my clothes makes me blush even more.

I arrive in front of the huge building with the Red Bull colours. Christian is waiting for me at the entrance. He accompanies me into a meeting room where about ten people are sitting.

I quickly understand that they are designers thanks to the helmet models in their hands. Christian also introduces me to several people who will accompany me when my contract as a special reserve pilot becomes official.

We talk for about an hour about all my choices. I reveal to them that I wanted to wear the number 53 which was the number I had always worn. I hesitated for a long time between France and Portugal as I couldn't choose both for my nationality. But after 20 minutes of reflection I decided to take Portugal.