It's been a week since Barcelona, a week since the club with Charles. It's weird how you can spend such a short amount of time with someone and then crave another moment with them. I haven't been able to stop thinking about that night at the club, the way he asked about me in our conversation, the way he grabbed me, the way my stomach fluttered when his hand grabbed my hip. I need to focus, focus on my life and my career and my family. I've been texting with Kat getting all the details about the race coming up, Austria at the red bull ring. I sent her a message, jokingly telling her to get me another pass to come 'shadow' her when I really wanted to explore the paddock and maybe see a familiar face, or two. I was beginning to worry when I didn't hear back, I didn't want it to seem like I was using her, Kat and I genuinely got on and I appreciated her friendship.
I was woken, way too early for me to be alert, to a call from Kat, I answered it swiftly "hello?" I croak "Good morning to you too" she laughed "Listen I was talking with some people at McLaren, and you're new found bestie managed to get you a passenger pass this weekend!" I barely registered her words, sleep still weighing on me. This sort of thing doesn't actually happen, two races in a row, not to mention being the guest of a team. "You can't be serious, you're havin a laugh aren't you." I said flatly "No, no I'm dead serious. It's Wednesday now, book a flight out for tomorrow and get your ass on a plane. Text me the details and I'll book you a room at the hotel" With that she abruptly hung up, leaving me, still in bed to process this whole situation. Fuck, I have so much to do, I can't believe this is happening. Again."
It took me one too many hours to pack up my suitcase again, book my flights and finally freak out about the fact that I'm currently waiting to board a plane to another F1 race weekend. "I pull out my laptop and start typing up the kind of content I want to photograph this weekend. I'm trying to build up a following and get my name out there, in hopes of having a better chance of being hired within a team. They call my section and I grab my things, and get through to take my seat and shooting Kat a text keeping her updated.
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The flight was long, but the ride to the hotel felt longer. I squealed when we finally pulled up the hotel, seeing Kat waiting on the steps. I checked in and got my stuff up to my room, Kat took a seat on my bed while I busied myself unpacking my suitcase, mentally planning my outfits.
"I have something to tell you..." she trailed off, the seriousness of her voice concerning me. "What's happened?" I asked taking a seat across from her. She shifted slightly, looking everywhere but at me "I've been offered a job at Ferrari as Carlos Sainz's Media Manager...and this is crazy but would you want to come with, as part of my team?" Kat rushed out, she can't be serious right now, I stared at her in shock. "There was some conversation, nothing serious until last weekend. I'm going to take it, I love McLaren, they'll be my forever family, but I need a new challenge. I asked about details and pushed a bit to bring you with me so you better say yes." I give her a blank stare, no thoughts just disbelief.
"Okay just say something so I know you're still here." she chuckled "I..I,um yeah, YES!" I screamed leaping over and pulling her in a suffocating hug. I let go and sat back, realizing my cheeks were wet, I was crying and now they were stoppinge. "why would you do that for me?" I looked up at her, she smiled, eyes glassy as she responded "you remind me of me when I was starting out and I would've killed for someone to take a chance on me. Now that I am where I am, I wanted to do that for you." I let out an half laugh, half sob, pulling her into another hug. "No one knows except for you, Rose, Mia, Daniel and Lando and Ferarri, I don't want to announce anything before the this weekend, so keep it on the DL" she laughed swearing me to secrecy.
We talked for few hours about how this happened and the next steps. She got up to go back to her own room, letting the door close behind her. I flopped onto the bed trying to think all this through, I guess Charles will get to see me in red after all.
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Heureux - Charles Leclerc
RomanceLuna Windon has always had her eye on a career in F1. When she finally makes steps toward what she thought she always wanted, one pair of dark green eyes and a smirk to match may just derail everything. "We can't do this, we can't cross this line"...