FAKING IT| M. Mount

THIRTY TWO

LONDON, ENGLAND; SEPTEMBER 12th 2021

Klara had just arrived back in London, race day had tired her out and she wasn't even there for the whole weekend but partying with Daniel was something special (it included a fair bit of alcohol) and safe to say she regretted it in the morning when she had woken up with a horrible headache. Nonetheless she had a flight to catch in the morning which of course was how she ended up back in London.

After the podium celebrations Klara had gone back to her hotel room to get ready for the evening, while she was getting ready she called Mason back since their conversation earlier was mainly Klara screaming and beaming at the McLarens.

Flashback

"So who's going to pick you up tomorrow?". The Chelsea boy asked, he had finished training and was now sitting down for dinner while talking to the brunette through FaceTime.
"Uhm I'm not sure, I was kinda planning on taking a taxi back home. I'm arriving quite early in the morning so I didn't really want to bother anyone". She explained while straightening her hair, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Don't be silly K, I'll pick you up before I head off to training and drop you off at mine". She raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard his suggestion, she couldn't possibly let him pick her up that early but before she could protest he interrupted her. "Don't even argue, send me the details and I'll see you in the morning. Ok?". She didn't say anything but instead just nodded.

End of flashback

So this is how she ended up here, waiting for Mason at the arrivals terminal, he was now 15 minutes late which she couldn't blame him for because of how early it was but she couldn't ignore the small feeling of disappointment when she couldn't spot him outside. She was about to call for a taxi when she saw a sleek Mercedes pull up in front of her with the driver quickly stepping out to reveal none other than Mason.

"Sorry I'm late, I overslept and rushed here". He said in a rush giving the girl a hug and grabbing her suitcase before putting it in the boot of his car. "I told you that it would be quite early". She said as she got into the car, now able to take in his appearance he was in his Chelsea training kit reminding her that he was expected at training right after dropping her off.

"Yeah, but what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't pick up my girlfriend from the airport and make her take a taxi first thing in the morning". Mason said in a 'duh' tone with a small smile on his face while paying attention to the road but stealing small glances at her every so often. "You Mason Mount are such a gentleman". Klara replied sarcastically, rolling her eyes and looking out the window, the drive to Mason's house was one of her favourite routes it was very scenic and in Klara's opinion quite relaxing.

They were at Mason's home within about half an hour, "I need to go but there are some spare clothes upstairs if you need to take a shower or a bath and the spare room is all yours if you want to sleep". He listed, she couldn't help but gaze at him in awe and slowly nodded her head. "Wait let me take your suitcase out". He climbed out the side of the car towards the boot to take out Klara's piece of luggage, Klara had also gotten out of the car and headed in the same direction as Mason she silently observed him.

Both had finally parted ways with Mason heading to training and Klara going straight upstairs leaving the suitcase by the door, deciding to take a bath because she hated the idea of not having one after travelling, plus she felt like having a relaxing bath with the hangover she was suffering from. Walking up the stairs she went to the guest bedroom, when she walked in she found a tracksuit set folded on the bed, smiling to herself she went into the bathroom and started to run her bath while it was filling up she scoped out the bathroom her eyes narrowed in on a shelf with some lavender bath salt and a note in front of it 'heard you liked bath salts'.