Strangers | Carlos Sainz Jr.

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Anastasia Scott

Friday, Free practice

How the fuck was he so fast

The first free practice just ended, and i was drinking a can of coke in the ferrari pits. I got p6 and couldn't help but think i could have done so much better. I was so disappointed in myself. But for some reasons, he didn't seem to struggle at all. He got p1 without even fucking trying.

Based of what i read on him, he's just another celebrity who loves playing with woman. Oh, and he also never smiles. Never.

And they thought that having me as his teammate was a good idea? No fucking way.

"Anastasia? I apologize for ruining your rest time, but it would be great if you could come to the meeting room for some strategy talking." A mechanic said.

I thought every strategy was already discussed, so i got kinda confused on why i got called. I still smiled and nodded politely, dropping my helmet on the table and heading to the meeting room.

Arriving to the room, he was there. His racing suit down, leaving him with his white fireproof top. Well, even though he seemed like an asshole, i could see how he pulled so many women.

Fred cleared his throat.

"Thanks for coming. I just had a request for the both of you."

The both of you?

"Act like you're in love." he let out.

WHAT.

"You heard me. We need sponsors, and what's better than some romance. At least act like it for the cameras."

"That is not happening, Fred." A voice spoke.

I got confused, then realized it was Carlos's voice. It was my first time hearing it. It was deep, rough, and with a heavy spanish accent.

"I am deeply sorry but this wasn't me asking for your opinion, you can get moving now" Vasseur said, not smiling for once.

I didn't say anything. It couldn't be that bad. Right..?

Carlos looked at me, a disgusted look on his face, as he left the room.

..Or maybe it could.

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Saturday, Qualifying

Carlos sainz

Pole position. I sighed out of relief. I got out of the car, and saw her get out of hers. She got p4.

She was so... annoying. I don't know why. Everything she did irritated me, i couldn't stand the sight of her for some reasons.

Why would anyone think that me being in a fake relationship would be a good idea?

Everyone knows that i don't do kissing, dating, or any stuff like that. Useless, annoying, waste of time.

And with her...? I hate this.

But one thing i wanted is keeping my seat here this year, and i'm not gonna let some bitch get that away from me.

I was so relieved that no one could see my face since i still had my helmet on because i was definitely not on the mood to fake my expressions.

I walked up to her slowly. She had her helmet on, but her visor was down, so as she looked up to me, i saw her eyes. Her eyes were green. I didn't like this color. I hated it.

She put her visor down, as she leaned on her car.

"Act like we're having the best conversation ever. I'm too lazy to talk with you." i spoke slowly so she could understand me.

I could just feel her getting angry at the way i spoke to her, but i couldn't care less, i didn't care about any of this.

At my suprise, she just walked away. What the fuck..? I followed her.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, i'm not losing my seat because of you." i said coldly.

"Well personally i don't really care. It's either you respect me, we make this work, we both stay here and we all win, or you act like a fucking coward and i'll make sure you won't last the year here." she spoke in a single breath.

Well. Didn't happen to me very often to see a girl who could actually talk. Fucking pissed me off. How could she..?

"Fine." i said, fuming "But i swear, if you purposely do something against me.."

"Same goes for you, Sainz."

I could feel her eyes piercing me even though i couldn't see them. Before we could even realize, the place was filled with paparazzis.

"I should probably go." I said in a low voice

I heard the muffled paparazzis' voices, and then remembered what i was supposed to do. I sighed in annoyement, as i put my arm around Anastasia, walking with her through the exit.

My arm warmed as soon as i put my arm around her shoulders.

I hated this. And i hated how this kinda felt right.

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