Racing for love

Chapter 2 ~ long time no see

Y/n's pov :
'Can I get a mango bubble frappé please ?' I asked the young lady working at the counter as I rummaged around in my bag for my purse. I soon received my drink and I payed with cash as usual. I heard a deep voice from beside me, it sounded familiar but at the same time I had no idea who it could be, not here anyways.

I didn't want to look, that would be rude in a way. I was paranoid about things like that, the way people think of me.

'Excuse me.' His voice came again. I looked up at him. It took a second to click. We stared at each other, shocked, jaws on the floor.

'Y/n.' He said under his breath.

I just glanced at him. I grabbed my drink and walked angrily back to my seat.

'Oh come on Y/n.' He begged, grabbing my hand as I headed back.

'Don't touch me Charles.' I angrily hissed at him.

I flinched my hand away from him and put it straight back into my pocket.

'So your still mad then ?' He asked, I turned around and just stared at him.

I let out a small laugh, 'no, no I'm not mad...' he sighed with relief.

'I'm frustrated.' I added.

He rolled his eyes at my reply. He knew what he'd done was wrong and that I was not going to just let it slide. Yes it was 8 years ago but he was my best friend and we could have still seen each other but because of the way he reacted we choose not to.

He was quiet for a moment, he just stood there in front of me like an idiot.

'Look, what if I made it up to you ?' He suggested, I looked up at him and gave him a look that said hah are you stupid or I'm waiting although I really doubt that you can.

'I have a race tomorrow. I can get you the best view, perfect food. Or I could seat you in the garage if you'd like ?' I smiled, looked up at him and began to speak again.

'Thanks but... I'm already going.' He just looked at me confused.

'I'm an interviewer now, and on top of that do you really think that my dad would like me in a Ferrari garage ?' I asked rhetorically. He just looked at me, shocked in a way but at the same time he wasn't surprised at all that i'd made it.

I was secretly thinking about how he'd made it, how he'd finally reached his dream. I'd be seeing him more often now, not that I wanted to.

'I'll see you at the race then.' I snarled, forcing him to go and sit down. I just took a seat and continued sipping on my drink, until I got a text.

Lands ⛳️
L : hey
Y/n : Hi
L : where are you ?
Y/n : in the caffe
L : okay I'm right outside I'll be in in a sec
Y/n : okay see you then x

I put the phone down and waited to see his cheery face.

'Miss Wolff !' He called, laughing to himself. He put his arms out as I leaped out of my seat. I ran over to him and hugged him tightly. His arms wrapped around me and held me tightly before I pulled away.

'I missed you so much.' He reminded me.

'It's only been 4 months.' I giggled, he just looked at me. Lando and i where very close as I used to interview him a lot while he was in f2, he was my best friend now.

'Oh look, Pierre and Charles are here.' He exclaimed excitedly. His arm sat around my shoulders, he headed over as I repeatedly sipped on my cold drink that sat in my hand.

'Hey guys.' Lando stood just by there table looking down on them. Charles just stared up at the two of us, angry in a way. But the other boy stared at me, he wasn't bad looking if I was being honest with myself.