"Y/N!" I let out a sigh as I hear my brother's voice echo throughout the hotel room.
"What?" I yell back quickly tidying up the mess I made while I was getting ready.
"C'mon we have to leave or else we'll be late." My brother says appearing in the doorway.
"I'm ready. Relax." I say grabbing my bag. He rushes me out of the hotel and into the car that's going to take us to the first Grand Prix of the season. We're currently in Bahrain, I usually join my brother for a few races of his season but this year I was joining him for the majority because our parents felt it would be best for me. I was recently dumped by my boyfriend of two years. Lorenzo Lucca, an Italian football player, we met when I was 18 and in Monza for an F1 race, the rest was history. Turns out he met someone while he was traveling in Australia and he just had to get rid of me before he could live his dreams with her. After hiding myself away for almost a month my parents decided that I should spend the whole race season with my brother. I'm only allowed to miss a race if I have a modeling gig.
"Y/N we're here." Carlos says as I realize I've been so lost in thought I didn't even notice the car stop. I get out of the car as the cameras flash taking photos of my brother and I. We approach the Ferrari garage and I see Charles Leclerc, Carlos's teammate and one of my best friends, walking towards us.
"Hey Carlos, hello Y/N!" He says giving my brother and I hugs. I follow them to the Ferrari garage but I'm interrupted by someone yelling my name.
"Y/N!" I turn and see Pierre Gasly running towards me. He engulfs me into a hug as I giggle softly.
"Hello Pierre!" I say as he lets go.
"How are you doing? I heard about you and Lorenzo." He says softly which earns a sigh from me. Lorenzo and my relationship was fairly public due to us both being in the public eye most of the time when we split it was very public and I kind of went off of the radar a bit. Rarely responding to texts or calls and never being seen out in public. This is the first time that people are truly seeing me after the breakup.
"I'm holding on but I miss him." I respond honestly.
"Don't miss him. He was toxic, I always thought that." He tells me trying to comfort me. It's true, many people always thought Lorenzo was toxic but I could never see it.
"I need to catch up with my brother. But I'll talk to you later Pierre." I say turning and walking quickly to catch up with my brother and Charles. I arrive in the Ferrari garage and I'm greeting by many wandering eyes in my general direction. Before I even realize that they're staring at me I hear my brothers booming voice.
"Stop staring at my sister!" He says authoritatively making everyone go back to what they're doing. He leads me to where I'll be watching the race in the garage and reminds me.
"Remember you're not at home so don't start yelling at the TV you'll be watching the race on." He teases holding back a laugh, I cringe thinking about the one time where I got way to into the race and yelled at the TV in the pit.
"And by the way I love that outfit." Carlos says before adding. "Love to see the red."
Y/N's outfit:He walks away and gets ready for his race as I wait anxiously for it to start.
Time Skip
I look around the pit lane once the race is finished, searching for my brother. I finally see him mixed up in the crowd and start to make my way to him. When I'm finally close enough I pull him into a hug.
"P3, good job!" I tell him.
"Thanks sis, means a lot!" He responds not letting go of the hug for a couple more seconds.
"Good job mate!" I hear a familiar voice come from behind me. I turn around and find Carlos's old teammate Lando Norris. My brother shakes his hand thanking him before pulling into a hug. When he lets go of the hug Lando turns to me.
"Hey Y/N, how are you holding up?" He says his eyes softening.
"I'm doing better." I say honestly causing him to smile.
"That's good to hear!" He says hugging me quickly before letting go. My brother asks him a question but at this point I stopped paying attention to the conversation. I completely zone out until suddenly I hear my name.
"Y/N? Are you okay?" I hear my brother's voice which bring me back to reality. I realize that Carlos and Lando are both worriedly looking at me.
"I'm fine, sorry, I must've zoned out." I say before excusing myself from the conversation.
Lando's POV:
"She has been doing that a lot lately." He says worriedly. "Randomly zoning out then finding a way to leave the conversation. I'm worried about her."
"I mean she's had a lot to deal with these past few months. I mean the breakup and the cheating scandal was all really public for her." I try to comfort Carlos.
"I knew he was bad for her. I should've done more to protect her from guys like him." He says blaming himself.
"She never would've listened to you mate. In fact your disapproval would've probably only made her want him more." I tell him and he nods knowing I'm right. Carlos walks away to find Y/N and I'm left alone with my thoughts. When Carlos was at McLaren Y/N and I were really close friends but we grew apart when she got with Lorenzo and then when Carlos moved to Ferrari we stopped talking. I remember the first time I met Lorenzo, he didn't really like when Y/N talked to other guys without him being there so after a while she started to stick to his side. I allow my mind to wander back to when I first saw her today I've always thought that she's gorgeous but today she was glowing. I walk back into the paddock secretly hoping that I'll run into her again today.
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