Dylan's POV:
"What where you thinking? The press is gonna be all over you. Even more after the incident." Christian spoke as he paced around the room with a balloon in his hand.
"Are you here just to scold me?" I asked raising my eyebrows with a smile.
"No." He put his hands on his hips. "I was worried about you." He spoke and I smiled.
He walked towards me and tied the balloon to my bed next to Lewis'. It said "You Got This"
"I like the balloon." I looked up at it and he smiled.
"Geri and I picked it." He spoke and I raised my eyebrows gasping and put my hand on my chest.
"Ginger spice bought me a balloon?" I joked and he chuckled shaking his head.
"Are you sure you can race in Russia?" He asked and I nodded.
"Of course."
"Really sure? Cause if you feel slightly..."
"I'm going to race." I chuckled softly at his worry. "And I'm gonna win." I added and he smiled.
"That passion is what made me choose you." He spoke and I smiled tilting my head. "Call me if you need anything, okay?" He spoke and I nodded.
"Thank you Christian." I told him and he smiled walking out.
There was a knock on the door and I turned around seeing Max.
"I brought you a chocolate from the vending machine." He spoke and I smiled.
"Thank you." I grabbed the Reese's. "My favorite." I added.
"I know." He pursed his lips in a smile. "They're letting you go in an hour."
"Ugh, I need to sign papers." I whined and took a bite of my chocolate.
"I already did don't worry." Max chuckled and I smiled looking at him.
"You're a good teammate." I spoke and he smiled.
He looked at me, our eyes meeting. My eyes shifted to his lips, it was a habit by now. My eyes shifted to his eyes again. Those blue eyes that where looking at me with so much fondness. Like I was his most treasured thing in the world.
There was a knock on the door and we turned around, snapping back to reality. Lando was on the door.
"Sorry to interrupt." He smiled amused and Max scratched the back of his neck nervously. "I brought you some clothes." He spoke walking towards the bed and place them on it.
"You chose my outfit?" I raised my eyebrows and he looked at me offended.
"Rude. I have impeccable taste." He crossed his arms.
I looked at him up and down.
"You're wearing crocs right now." I pointed at his shoes and Max chuckled.
"What? They're comfortable." He muttered and I chuckled softly.
"Thank you." I smiled looking up at him and he smiled back.
I looked at the clothes.
"You brought me ripped jeans?" I scrunched my nose and he rolled his eyes. Max chuckled.
[...]
"Finally." I spoke breathing the fresh air as I walked out of the hospital.
"You were there for two days, you're so dramatic." Lando spoke and I glared at him.
"Two horrible days." I raised my eyebrows.
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