"No! That is definitely cheating Daniel!""It is not Emily! What are you talking about!?"
Emilia chucked a pillow at the Australian who caught it with ease and threw it back at her. The Brazilian was left in a constant state of laughter as their game of cards was abandoned in replacement of throwing pillows at each other.
Emilia squealed, jumping backwards and off of the bed to try and run from the Australian who followed after her. Daniel locked his arm around her wrist and pulled her back, pushing her down onto the mattress and hitting her in the stomach with the pillow. They were laughing so hard that they were crying, Emilia had curled up into a ball and was clutching her stomach.
Daniel ended up hovering over Emilia trying to tickle her after abandoning the pillow. Emilia locked eyes with the Australian, their laughter falling to soft giggles as Emilia grabbed his wrists and moved them away from her body, Daniel then placed them either side of her head, both of them breathing heavily as they held eye contact.
"Daniel." Emilia breathes out.
"Emilia." Daniel sighs, wetting his lips with his tongue.
Emilia glanced to his lips before looking back to his eyes and Daniel found himself breathless at the sight of her laying underneath him. The Brazilian smiled, biting her bottom lip and slowly raising her hand to push his messy curls out of his face.
God, he looked hot.
The Australian had red cheeks, messy hair and the veins on his arms were bursting from his skin as he held himself up to make sure he didn't squash the woman underneath him.
"DANIEL- WOAH OKAY! MY EYES! SEB I NEED BLEACH!"
"For god sake." Daniel mutters.
"MAX VERSTAPPEN!"
Daniel rolled off of Emilia and landed on his back next to her as she got up and rushed out of the room after the Dutchman who she could hear shouting from the other end of the corridor. Once Emilia had left the room, Daniel groaned loudly, smacking the palm of his hand angrily on the bed due to the missed opportunity.
Emilia however, had managed to tackle Max and now held him against the wall with her hand over his mouth. The Dutchman's shouts were then muffled and he tried very hard to not look at Emilia who was glaring at him rather harshly. Although he was very quick to close his mouth when Daniel walked over and grabbed him by the arm.
Max was then dragged into the room he had barged in on by his teammate, Emilia closing the door and standing against it as Daniel pushed Max towards the bed causing the Dutchman to stumble.
"WHAT THE HELL!?" He shouts. "You two!?"
"Max, I swear to god if Seb or anyone else on this floor hears you shouting I will kill you myself." Emilia sighs.
"There's nothing here." Daniel gestures between the two of them.
"But-"
"But nothing." Daniel shakes his head.
It took a lot of convincing but Max eventually believed the two of them. Emilia left the hotel room to retreat back to hide in her own, hoping that no one had heard the shouts of Max from before.
The Brazilian didn't know what to do with herself as Max's words echoed through her head. She bit her lip, falling against the door of her hotel room when it closed and leaning her head back against it once she'd sank to the floor, eyes shut as she went over the moment again and again in her head.
What would've happened if Max hadn't of walked in? Would they have kissed? Would it have been much more?
No.
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FanfictionAyrton Senna was a legend. His name spoken amongst the masses, funeral one of the biggest processions in the whole of Brazil, respected amongst many, name embarked in history... He had been a brilliant driver up to the time of his unexpected death...