𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝙾𝚏 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚛𝚒𝚍

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚠𝚘

~𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚜~

It's race day and with that the first race of the season. Everything went well until now. Carlos and I just had breakfast at my trailer and are now on our way to the Ferrari Motorhome. "Have you seen her again?" Carlos asks next to me. He wears a sweet smile and his eyebrows shoot up.

I told him about the girl I saw three days ago after our lap run. He wanted to know everything I had to over. Be it her looks, my thoughts about her relationship with Lewis or how I felt as I saw her. Every little detail was now revealed to the one person I trust the most on this planet. I think at some point Carlos and I should do a blood oath.

He likes that I finally saw someone that caught my interest because he always tries to set me up with someone, which just never worked out. I don't really mind it but Carlos never gave up. Now he is happy and even talked with Lewis and tried to get out some information. It didn't really worked because he says that Lewis didn't even blink as he said that he was alone here in Sakhir. He is a pretty good liar. I have to admit that.

I asked myself the entire morning why he would lie. Maybe, she is someone special, which is why he keeps her a secret, like my theory that she is his secret girlfriend. Or she is so unimportant to him, that he forgot about her, which wouldn't fit considering the part, where he looked at her with those love filled eyes.

I couldn't sleep well since three days ago. At the beginning I just told myself that I'm interested in Lewi's life, which is why I couldn't stop looking at his female company on Thursday. But as I finally admitted to myself, that my body went crazy because of her and only of her, I could understand why I couldn't sleep. It's the craving after her, wanting her by my side, in my bed, in my arms. As well as the excitement and question if I will maybe see her again on the next day. Both have a really strong impact on my sleeping schedule and my emotions. I drove more aggressive yesterday and the day before, which is why I got pole today.

I don't know why I got aggressive behind the steering wheel but my emotions go crazy since the five minutes I saw her. It's so fucking crazy, that I think that I should go to a therapist after having this character changes because of five minutes. Carlos on the other side says that it is normal, when you fall in love with someone. I don't really think I could have fallen in love with someone I never talked to and didn't saw longer than some minutes. Those five fucking minutes that have messed up everything.

But Carlos being Carlos, teasing me with this little fact since two days. On one side I have to say that I don't believe in Carlos's declaration but on the other side I'm craving to see her again and finally hearing more from her than her beautiful laughter. I want to touch her, be it just a tiny handshake to find out how her skin feels. Probably soft and warm. I want to make her laugh, to hear that beautiful sound again, which gave me goosebumps. I want to bring her to a spot where we could be alone and... I should definitely stop my thoughts by that!

"Are you thinking of her again?" Carlos smirks beside me. He will never stop teasing me. I roll my eyes, to try and look annoyed but he exactly knows that he guessed right. "Yes..." I mumble and look at the concrete under me. It's ridicules to be embarrassed now. I mean I told my teammate every little thought I had about her and it weren't only the cute little imagines about a kiss on the hand or a date in a fancy restaurant. When I think about it again, I shouldn't have told him everything but he enjoys listening to any kind of shit. So it's a win win, I can get my thoughts out and he has entertainment of me getting all red and flustered... which he also enjoys to see. He also enjoys it to laugh about it. Not helpful.

I should probably get another best friend, who doesn't enjoy seeing me going completely mental.

"Yo mate!" Carlos rams his elbow into my ribs. "Auch!" I hiss and hold my side. "Why did y...?" I start but get interrupted. "Is that Miss I-keep-you-up-all-night?!" Carlos whisper shouts at me and pulls me, by my shoulders, into his view line. I want to protest but all my words get caught in my throat as I see her.