Unexpected love | Lewis Hamilton

F I V E

The next morning I eventually woke up to Lewis laying besides me with his arms wrapped around my body. I wasn't gonna lie I still felt the feeling from yesterday, the taste of his lips when he kissed me demanding, when he touched me oh that feeling of him touching me.

I got flashbacks from all of yesterday, flashbacks I actually smiled at.

Sure we were only faking but you could have Sex without feeling anything for each other, plus I couldn't get attached our agreement was only until the end of the season where we would just tell everyone it didn't work out. That we were sad it didn't but we just accepted it and moved on, it wasn't that hard.

I would be in my second year of art school, he would be busy with his career, partying or what he now did.

Then I would never have to talk to him again so if I somehow fucked this up like I did with everything in life it wasn't gonna matter much, I would have to talk to him again. Sure I'd maybe have to see him in the paddock if I wanted or was forced to go to a race by my father but I wouldn't surely have to talk to him.

That's why I was gonna enjoy the fun and games now, for before I was probably gonna fuck it up like I always do. Honestly I wasn't even sure it hurt loosing people anymore, it had happened far too many times for me to be sad about it anymore.

' good morning ' I heard Lewis voice say.

' good morning handsome '

' what are your plans for today? '

' I have to go to the gym, then i just thought we can do things you know but tomorrow I have to go to my school because it starts tomorrow '

' well that sounds like a plan i unfortunately have to leave tonight because I'm going to the factory before the race, but come on I also have to get to the gym ' lewis said as he kissed me one last time.

I laughed because he always had to have such a rush to things when he was excited.

I found it cute honestly, he was just as excited as a child from time to time. It was weird because I had never been with a person like Lewis before and if I was honest he drove me crazy one second, but then the other second he made me melt with the cuteness.

— — — —

' come on '

I just rolled my eyes, he was practically running to the gym in the hotel, for what?

However as we got into the gym I saw my father with Daniel and my brother. I sighed god this was just the perfect day to run into my father AND brother.

The luck was really on my side recently, like it ever was.

' hey Anastasia my daughter! ' my father said behind me.

' shit '

' hey my old grumpy father ' I said forcing a smile.

He just gave me a look then proceeded to go on and on about how I should respect him etc, I honestly didn't listen more then I just yawned and went to Lewis.

I had the biggest luck when it came to stuff like this, I often met people that for example my father had known for years that I had met a few times. So then when I was wishing they wouldn't remember me THEY FUCKING COME UP TO ME and start with all their ' oh hi Anastasia!, how is your father ' yeah like I'd know that I barely speak to the old dude. I just hated when people came up to me that I barely knew who always had to start conversations, that's why I loved staying in my apartment so much it just felt more comfortable in general plus the bonus was that I didn't have to see humans.

My social anxiety was so bad some days that I didn't even wanna see like one of my friends, like I just wanted to be all alone without any person in sight.

I'd get annoyed if I only saw a person on my tv, that's why when I had those days I often turned my phone off and laid it somewhere in my apartment until I had to force myself to get it and go out of the apartment to go to school. How I hated going to school on those days, not that I didn't love my school because I did. I think it was mostly because i got the panicking feeling inside of me who just filled up with anxiety throughout the day.

That could be one of the reasons I often called in sick on those days but some days I forced myself to get out of my apartment to go to school. And some days I just forced myself to egg out of the apartment for coffee or something so that I would get a grip of myself.

I realized I couldn't do stuff like that forever because that wouldn't make my school grades any easier to keep good.

I already had struggles to keep them like before to maintain the expectations of the school, so I didn't need more just because I couldn't get a fucking grip over my own feelings. That was pathetic for me, sure I'd try yo help others if it happened to them but if it happened to me I just found it pathetic and had a voice in my head who told me that and who also told me to fix it myself without taking any help from anyone. But even I sometimes could realize getting some sort of help wouldn't hurt, I would definitely need it at least but no every time I was close to I backed out of it again mostly because my inner voice then told me not to do it again.

The rest of the day wasn't something special me and Lewis just went around Paris doing a little of everything, then when we got back to the hotel we had been staying at we both packed our bags again.

We went down together to the reception to check out then Lewis went in a car to the airport then I got In another car Lewis had sent for me reluctantly then like 10 minutes ( walk distance ) I asked them to stop the car and walked the last 10 minutes.