The driver, The Girlfriend and Me

Weird goodbyes and unhomely surprises

When I woke up that morning all my bags were in the room. I felt the bed move a bit as I heard a sigh. Cute, but a non the less a sleep filled sigh. As I went to prop myself up onto my elbows, my head broke apart. I felt like I'd hit a brick wall several times. I straight back down again.

The mystery person looked up. It was Nico. He rubbed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair.

"Morning" he said with a tired smile.

"Hey" I managed to get out.

I suddenly remembered what happened last night, before I was sick.

I saw Nico come close to me, holding me by the waist, pulling me closer, tilting his head and parting his lips. But then I ruined it. I had to go and ruin it. That was the point when I ran off to be sick.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

"I feel like I've been hit in the head with a brick several times"

"Shall I get you something to eat?"

"If you don't mind"

He smiled and got out of bed. I sat up and looked in the mirror. I looked a state. My hair was tangled and my makeup smudged. I grabbed my makeup remover and gave my face a thorough clean. Then I began to brush my hair just as Nico asked if I was ok to go through.

I reluctantly got out of bed and sat on the sofa. I instantly laid back down again.

"A banana and a glass of water will sort you out"

"Are you serious?"

"Yep. They really do work"

"Fine I'll try it"

"Do you always get grouchy when you're hungover?"

"Oh this isn't even the half of it"

He laughed and handed me a banana and glass of water. Just looking at them made me feel ill but I ate it anyway.
"I brought your bags through as well so you don't have to go and get them"

I smiled at him.

"Which flight are you getting?" I asked him.

"12:35 to Germany. You?"

"12:35 to England"

"Great. I'll get a taxi with you"

He's starting to seem really keen. Is it because of last night? I need to ask him if he has a girlfriend.

I started perking up a bit as I changed into my outfit for the day. It was a white spaghetti strap t-shirt and some black jeans with my black heels.

I walked out of Nicos room to find him changed and packing his bags.

"I take it your a last minute packing kind of person"

"Oh hell yeah"

"I always pack before hand so I can relax before my flight. I don't really like flying but I guess I'll have to get used to it"

He smiled and carried on folding his clothes into his suitcase.

A few hours later we were leaving. We jumped into a taxi marked 'Nico H.' and set off for the airport.

"What do you hate about flying?" He randomly asked me.

"The fact that you could die in it"
"Well, you see, it's the same with an F1 car. You put your life at risk for fun"

"That sounds weird but I see where your coming from. But flying is something I try to avoid at all costs"

He smiled at me again.

***

"What terminal are we?" Elisha asked as we met up in the check in area.

"Seven. Which are you Sergio?"

"Eleven"

"Nico?"

"Seventeen"

"This is goodbye then! At least until Catalunya testing!" I laughed.

I hugged Sergio as he walked off.

"Come here" Nico said.

"I'll miss you" I whispered.

"It's only two weeks. I'll miss you too"

He hugged me. He hugged me hard. I didn't want to let go.

Let go. He obviously wants to let go. Sophie let go. Stop hugging him.

I pulled away. Surprisingly he looked shocked. As if I'd worried him. I smiled and said goodbye one more time as me and Elisha walked towards our terminal.

***

"Did you update the blog?" Elisha asked.

"Nope but a three hour plane journey gives me the chance to"

"Are we putting the notes together again?"

"Yep! But this time I don't need to leave to take Nico to an interview"

"Right. You're on the blog so that means...I'm on the team emails... Can we swap?"

"No! You chose to! I volunteered for the blog!"

"Oh fine then! Best start now anyway!"

After an hour I had managed to finish the blog so I had to help with the emails. We finished a few moments before we were told to do up our seat belts.

Finally we were able to get off the plane and back home.

I lived in London with a few friends but Elisha lived in Hull. At least a three and a half hour train journey. We said our goodbyes as I headed for the tube station.

I grabbed the tube to Canary Wharf with so many other people. I actually found some Force India personnel but they were from Sergios side so they didn't know me.

I walked through the complex area of Canary Wharf and to the house that I shared. With a few loud knocks on the door Kayleigh was already opening it.

"SHE'S HOME SHE'S HOME"

I ran in and hugged everyone. Something was weird as I walked in. It seemed more cramped.

"Is it just me or is our usually cramped home even more cramped?"

"More cramped! Me and Rebekah have boyfriends! They've been staying whilst you've been living it up in Spain" Abi told me.

"Living it up in Spain?! I got lost so many times! Nico had to show me where to go everyday!"

"Nico? As in Hulkenberg?" A males voice said.

"Yes. Wait...who said that?" I asked, looking around for the owner of the mystery voice.

"Me. I'm Adam" he said as he held his hand out. I took it and shook it.

"When do you next go away?" Kayleigh asked.

"In a few days. I'm staying near the Force India HQ then flying out to Catalunya with them"

"Glamorous lifestyle much" another guy said "and before you ask, I'm Jordan"

"Nice to meet you Jordan"

"Come on ,Soph, let's go unpack. I'll help you but in return you have to tell me what you've been doing"

I walked off with Rebekah to go and unpack.