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Flora's POV

The next two weeks flew past, i had the occasional media pop up, which was to be expected considering i just popped up out of nowhere. After stalking max a little bit on social media, i knew there was no way he would actually come in a i heart flora shirt and a skirt, he was to "max" is the only word i can think of to describe him.


 Friday came and i went to the paddock early so i could catch up with the engineers, strategists and Christiaan. I finished chatting and went to do media, about halfway through we heard and saw people laughing and about ten times more amounts of clicking cameras, i walked over to the sight. 


I saw max in a glittery skirt with a i heart flora crop top and lipstick on, he was holding a sign with my racing number and name on it, and he was smiling. 


He strutted his way through the paddock, i couldn't help but laugh, it was so unexpected. We got back to the garage and there was a roar of applause from the team, i think i was crying at this stage from laughing so hard.


 "wow, i didn't think you would do it, but thank you, mate, i owe you a drink." i say wiping beads of laughter from my eyes. 


"yes, yes you do." he said taking of the shirt as we walked down the hallway.


 "jeez hate me that much huh" i say.


 "nuh, its just really uncomfortable, on my chiseled body you know" he replied sarcastically. 


"oh i know" i trace my finger along his abs jokingly. 


He puts his finger on my chin and pulls my face so that there is eye contact. "don't tease me, you'll regret it" My smirk dropped. 


"firstly, i was joking and secondly, my name isn't Arthur Leclerc." i reply without thinking.


 "what? Wait is that why you were upset?" he says, but i have started to run back to the garage.


 Shit, why did i say that. I run back to the garage and grab my bag, i run to hospitality knowing he won't look there straight away. 


I run past heaps of interviews to get there so i know there is gonna be some memes of me in the back, but i can't face max now. I run to hospitality and hide in the simulator room.

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