FIFTY FIVE
"Valtree! My favorite Finnish man!"
Larissa Kimi Cohen grinned as her dark brown eyes noticed her Mercedes team mate standing just outside of his garage, quickly running over to him and standing behind him.
Valterri Bottas rolled the blue of his eyes at her at the words that left her lips, since whilst he appreciated being called that, he knew that he wasn't.
That belonged solely to her Godfather, Kimi Raikonnen.
"My trailer is open, Larissa." Valterri chuckled, hearing her cheer before she took off running towards his trailer.
He shook his head from side to side whilst laughing to himself, head shooting upwards when he noticed the girls trainer running around as if she was looking for somebody.
"Tell me that she hasn't come this way."
Lucy Appleton spoke in a rushed tone to the Bottas man, seeing him shaking his head and shooting her an apologetic look.
"Damnit. I swear she's some kind of hide and seek expert." Lucy breathed heavily, placing the both of her hands on to her hips. "I said hello to Seb for two seconds and when I turned around, she had disappeared."
"She's probably gone to see Charles, or Alex, Pierre, Lando or George." Valtteri lied to the woman with ease, covering for his team mate who he knew would be hoping that he would.
"If in doubt, go to the chaos clan." Lucy muttered underneath her breath. "It's either them, or she's hiding with Kevin and Romain, the little shit."
He noticed how she was trying not to laugh at the antics of the young Cohen and smiled, having a pretty good idea that Larissa had known that Lucy would assume she had hidden with the others.
And that was why she had come to him for help. Clever.
Lucy soon disappeared as she went to search for the Brazilian in the other garages, whilst Valtteri placed his hand behind his back and put his thumb up, to signal to his team mate, who he knew was watching him, that the coast was clear for her.
Two small hands clasped on to his shoulders as he smiled, the young woman quietly thanking him before she released a yelp which caused him to jump in surprise.
"Whatcha doing?"
Lewis Hamilton, her manager, grinned at the two Mercedes drivers who were trying to not look suspicious, both of his eyebrows raised.
"We were just about to go and brag to Toto that we got first and second during our first race, wasn't we, Valtree?" Larissa lied, bouncing on the tips of her toes since she knew just by the look on the face of Lewis, that he knew her to be lying.
"You sure that you're not hiding from Lucy and dragging my old team mate in to helping you?" Lewis chuckled, wrinkles forming around his eyes as it soon turned in to a much louder laughter.
Valtteri placed both of his hands on to the shoulders of the Cohen girl as he stood behind her, noticing how she glanced up at him and smiled.
"Teamwork makes the dream work, Alexander Hamilton." Larissa stuck her tongue out at her brother, a large childish grin covering her face and lighting up her eyes.
"What she said." Valtteri nodded his head once as he backed her up.
The three of them began to laugh together, smiles filling up their faces and making wrinkles form around their eyes.
It was times like these that made Larissa's heart feel full, since it felt like that everything in the world was just like it should be, as if she had everything that she had ever wanted and needed.
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LEGACY/// FORMULA ONE (3)
FanfictionLarissa Cohen was fighting the legacy of her father, who she witnessed die in a crash at the Italian Grand prix, at Monza, when she was eight years old. She fought for her name, her father, her uncles, for women. But the worst struggle of all, was...