Falling for all the wrong reasons.

Good to bad

*friday ~ McLaren meeting*

As soon as Leo got the new he immediately got me a plane to England so I could get into formula 1 as soon as possible.

"Seriously liv, you'll do great" Leo said as I stood in front of the headquarters.

"Leo I don't know.." I said trailing off in thought.

"Liv for god sake just go" then he pushed me through the door slowly following behind me.

"Hello, how may I help you?" The woman at the desk said looking me up and down.

"I'm Olivia gallo, I'm here to speak to Zak I believe" I said smiling at her but I was secretly dying inside, socialising wasn't my specialty.

"Ahh...yes.." she trailed off. That didn't sound good. "Right this way." He said getting up and leading us towards a room.

"Liv calm down you'll do alright" I'm guessing he could see how anxious I was. Before I could speak the woman opened a massive door for us revealing a massive office with many MANY people inside.

"Ahh you must be Olivia, please have a seat in Zak. Zak brown." He said placing a hand in front of me. I shock it and sat down. I felt all eyes on my. Leo placed a hand on my thigh and smiled at me.

"You've got this calm down, just breathe" he said smiling down at me, I done so and I almost immediately calmed down. I still felt the eyes come from every which way but I didn't care anymore and I just focused on my breathing.

"So who are you our media manager" a young boy said opposite me. He just smiled and looked me up and down. This green eyes focused on my body.

"Lando this is Olivia gallo, Oscar's replacement" Zak said and landos eyes widened in shock but he just smirked.

After Fernando Alonso retired Oscar went to Aston Martin leaving McLaren with a free seat so I guess Zak took an interestin me.

The meeting went alright. I signed every contract handed my way. They wanted me to sign a contract for 2 years but they decided to change it to 3 which had me and also scream for joy, in our heads of course.

"So liv any questions" zak said after I signed the last paper. I shock my head and he smiled. "Well this should be all for today I'll get your car,pass and more sent to you as soon as possible." He said shaking my hand again.

The one problem with being in England was my dad. Mum was Italian so we originally lived there but we couldn't afford tax anymore so we moved to England because it was cheaper and we could finally meet dads family, but it turns out they were as bad as him.

"Liv, Iv got you book at a hotel for a few days but that's all I could get" Leo looked at me with eyes of sympathy. He knew all about my trauma and he never cared or judged me for it, but that also meant he knew my dad was in England.

"Thanks Leo, I should be alright after that I said hugging him" he handed me a key and walked off towards his car. "That's your McLaren 765lt spider. You best let me have a joy ride once Im Free." He said before getting into his car.

At the grand age of 20 I was already rolling around in McLaren spider.

20 minutes later I was stood outside my hotel looking start stuck. It was topped head to toe in the fanciest decorations, it had to be 5 stars.

I walked in and went to the front desk, classic Leo not telling me the important details.

"Hello I have a room booked but I have no idea what room if that makes sense" I said laughing but the woman didn't say anything she just pressed a few buttons and looked at me. She looked disgusted at first then smiled.

"Room 678, your floor 9" she said handing me a key but then her smile faded.

Rude b!tch.

I reached the door and opened the door only to find a man walking around in a towel.

"If your landos new fling he's not here" he said laughing at me. just stood there not knowing what to do. I didn't know what to say, I was either in the wrong room or this guy was in the wrong room.

"I'm Olivia gallo and I was told this was my room.  678?" I said with a shaky voice.

"Oh well Olivia, I'm max fewtrell and this is 679 so how are you here?" I looked at him in surprise

"That is a good question how am I here" I said looking down at the keys. *679* that b!tch. "I'm so sorry I guess I was given the wrong key I seriously apologise for this and I will
Be going." Before he could say anything I was out the door running towards the front desk again.

"ROOM 678 KEYS THIS TIME" I said shouting at her. She just laughed and handed me the RIGHT key this time. I practically sprinted towards my room and started dying of embarrassment. Today started off great and turned out sh!t.

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