"Love ya" he said it. He was probably overthinking but he said it.
"Hey anche oggi super felice" says Clara while I reach the team at the boarding gate [Hey, also today, you are super happy]
"Forse più del solito" [Maybe more than ever]
"Mantieni questo umore che questa è la nostra settimana, a casa di Carlos, non vedo l'ora e questa cosa dell' invitarci li prima per una cena del team è così dolce" [Keep this mood that this is our week, Carlos home, I can't wait and this thing of inviting us there earlier for a team dinner is so sweet]
"Il nostro Carlitos è il migliore" [Our Carlitos is the best]
The flight is really short and we managed to go to the hotel, dress up and arrive at Carlos house on time. He prepared the house to welcome us, his little dogs run to us, they are so lovely.
"Benvenuti" says his dad on the door. [Welcome]
"Ciao a tutti, ho voluto invitarvi tutti qui per avere un momento di festa prima della gara più importante, per me, dell'anno." [Hi everyone, I wanted to invite you all here to have a little party before the most important race of the year, well for me]
Carlos looks so happy, he goes around chatting with everyone and we spend the night there, eating amazing Spanish food, I can understand why he is so obsessed with the Spanish Jamon, that ham is delicious.
"Non ti ho ancora ringraziata per Monaco" [I still haven't thank you for Monaco)]
"Non devi, è il mio lavoro no?" I smile. [You don't have, is my work remember?]
"Ho parlato con Charles, non volevo risponderti male, era solo agitato" [I talked to Charles, he didn't mean to react in that way, he was angry]
"Non ti preoccupare, posso immaginare il suo umore ieri" [Don't worry, I can just imagine his mood yesterday]
Barcellona is amazing, we do a little walk around the city on Tuesday morning and in the afternoon we are already on track. I do the track walk with Carlos and other engineers on Wednesday, we don't usually do it so early, but he wants to show us all the particular corners of the circuit.
I am very happy, Ferrari looks good on this circuit, and I find myself smiling at the fact that Mercedes seems to be working too.
"Shit" I say as Carlos crosses the line on Saturday afternoon and we lose the pole position on Charles. Nevermind, red front row again and Carlos dad is giving the tyre to Charles, it would have been more poetic if Carlos was on pole but it's already a good position to start.
Quali are over and so are the interviews, I start walking back to the hospitality and I see Lewis, I was so busy working I almost forgot his "Love ya".
I go with him behind a truck, the paddock is almost empty.
"You look happy" I say after a quick kiss.
"I am happy, I am here with you and have you seen the car? It looks good on this track. I bet you are happy too, Carlos P2"
"I am" I smile
"Can we meet after the race?"
"Mh probably on Monday, I'll be busy with the team tomorrow night. Is it ok to you?"
"Sure" he smiles and kiss me slowly while he is lifting my chin up with his hand, I place my hands on his chest feeling his heart beats.
We kiss like we haven't seen in a long time, like we need air. I feel so good when I have him closer, especially when I'm so stressed like this weekend.
"I know you heard the "love ya" the other day, it is probably too soon but I want you to know that I really meant it"
"I love you too, Lewis"
He gives me one last kiss and we go back to our motorhomes, both with a smile on our faces.
I take my MacBook and go to the staff cafeteria to review the strategies for tomorrow. After an hour, I notice that everyone is staring at me, why are they staring?
"Ah beh si spiegano tante cose" someone says. [Oh well this explain a lot of things]
"Non pensavo fosse il tipo" another voice. [Didn't think she was the type who does that]
Clara comes from behind me and says "Lewis Hamilton, dimmi che non sei stata così stupida" [Lewis Hamilton, tell me you are not so stupid]
My heart stops. Lewis, how?
"Che dici?" [What are you saying?]
She gives me her phone and I almost faint. It's the video of me and Lewis behind the truck.
No no no, this is a disaster.
Shit, shit.
"Cosa hai fatto." She sounds so disappointed. [What did you do.]
"Non ho fatto nulla, non c'entra con il nostro lavoro" [Nothing, this is not related to our work)
"Come spieghi la W13 questo weekend?" [How do you explain the performance of W13 this weekend?]
"Oh andiamo Clara sappiamo entrambe che non sono io il motivo del loro miglioramenti. Quell'auto è completamente diversa dalla nostra F1-75 e poi parliamo di me, mi conosci, al primo posto c'è il mio lavoro" [Oh c'mon Clara we both know that I am not the reason of their improving. That car is completely different from our F1-75 and then we are talking about me, you know me, work is at first place]
"Non so" [I don't know]
I feel so betrayed, she was my best friend in the team and she doesn't even believe me.
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Red Silver
FanfictionSEASON ONE "You're like red silver" Toto says. "What do u mean?" I am confused. "You have always been silver, just red painted at the beginning. The paint is gone and you're one of us now, a silver star, Lewis favourite silver star" he smiles. SEA...
