POV Toto:
When I walk onto the Monza circuit on Thursday with y/n behind me several people come running up to her, gossip in the paddock is that she is in a relationship with Carlos Sainz, she knows how I feel about it and I think I should go talk to her again about this issue. "Are you and Carlos Sainz officially together now or are you just good friends." This question has also remained unanswered by her to me since Zandvoort. Of course I could have expected it when they suddenly run away from the pit wall to the Ferrari boxes to gauge how he was doing. But I wanted to hear her say it, I wanted her to be honest with me for once. "Sorry I have no response to this." I hear her say she quickens her stride and catches up to me and hides in George's garage.
After standing with Lewis for a while I decide to talk to my daughter after all. I find her with a headset on behind her laptop in my office. "Y/n can we talk for a minute?" She looks up and takes off her headset. "Sorry what did you say?" I close the door behind me and repeat my question, she nods, I sit down across from her at my desk and look at her seriously. "I'm going to ask you the same question that the people from press just asked you and I would love it if you could give me an honest answer to that." "I knew you'd eventually bring it up again Dad." She sighs and I calmly wait for her answer, inside I feel anything but calm and I'm afraid I know the answer a long time ago and I'm not going to be happy about it, the gossip about the Ferrari boys here is not too good, I don't feel like my daughter will soon be cast aside and replaced just as quickly as they did with previous girlfriends, I want the best for her but I still think I need to start to see that I can't completely control her life. "Promise me you won't get angry." "I'm not promising anything but I'll try." My anger is sometimes out of control so this is the best I can do. "If you really want to know, yes we are together." I find it hard to look at her at this point and look away for a moment. "Okay well at least you've been honest with me, but let me find out he's no good for you and I'll kill him." Her look surprised at the answer I gave her. "So you don't mind?" "I didn't say that, but I talked to your mother and you know how she is, so you owe it to her, but let him do his best to prove to me that he is worthy of you." She smiles and gets up from her chair and I get a hug. "So tonight we have dinner with all of us?" "I'll ask him."
POV Carlos:
I feel my cell phone vibrating in my pocket, quickly I check to see who is calling my, I am just busy with some media obligations and can't answer, I have to push y/n away therefore, when she calls again after that I ask the interviewer if it is okay for me to answer for a moment, I don't wait for his answer and pick up the phone. Y/n asks if I can keep my evening free today and if I can put on something neat, she doesn't say anything else and quickly hangs up again, judging by the background noises they are busy with the media obligations themselves. "Sorry, I just had to take this." "Was that y/n? Toto's daughter? After all, there are rumors that you two have a relationship, is that true?" "We are friends yes, maybe a little more." I keep my answer a bit secretive, not knowing that y/n has just told her father that we have a relationship, I don't feel like his whining, so until I am sure he is okay with it I won't tell anything to the outside world either.
When I return to my hotel room after a long day my door is slightly open, with a raised eyebrow I slowly push the door open, I hear noise coming from the bathroom and go to see who is there. "Y/n what are you doing here? How did you get in here?" She looks up startled and giggles. "Yeah I left say my bracelet in here somewhere I think." "Okay but how do you get in if you don't have a key card?" "Yeah I might have said at the front desk that you wouldn't mind since I'm your girlfriend and they believed that and then they gave me an extra card." "It would be easier if they gave us the same room at the next race." "Found it!" She holds up her bracelet and I chuckle. "I have to go again now because I still have to change and so do you by the looks of it." "What's wrong with my Ferrari outfit?" "Nothing it just looks even better on you if your shirt were on the floor." Says she with a grin on her face as she walks past me, sliding her fingertips along my chest in her passing. "Get dressed, I'll meet you in the lobby in half an hour." I get dressed, something neat she had said I am curious to see what we will do but I will find out soon enough.
POV y/n:
As I run my fingertips along his chest in my passing I feel his heart leap, I smile to myself, I love the way he reacts every time I touch him. I say goodbye to him and go back to my own room to get ready for dinner with my father, Carlos doesn't know anything yet, I thought this might be the best idea. When I get to my room I start rummaging through my clothes, according to my father I always have way too many clothes with me but you never know when you might need something. Today I choose a black dress with one shoulder and a slit where you can see my leg, together with my black pumps and a white bag to add some color to my look. I look at myself in the mirror and do my hair before deciding that this will be my look for the evening.
Downstairs in the lobby I see Carlos already standing, I walk up to him and give him a kiss on his cheek. "You look great, shall we go?" "No we have to wait for my father for a while." "Your father?" Carlos looks at me not understanding. "I told him we're together and he wanted me to ask you out to dinner tonight." He looks even harder now than before. "He hates my guts." "Give it a chance, that's what he does." "Okay, fine as long as I make you happy with it then I'm willing to do anything for that." I give him a kiss. We wait for my father and then leave.
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FanfictionWhen she falls in love with Carlos, a whole lot is at stake, her career, her future and the secrecy about her family status. Her father will certainly not be happy about it.