Velocity - Daniel Ricciardo

Chapter Five - Make a Move

📍20th May 2027 - London, UK

Rory continued to make notes as Amelia relived her youth, explaining and detailing every aspect which had happened over her first weekend within the F1 world. It was a stranger world to the one that she knew, but it seemed to draw her in more and more with every weekend that passed.

"So, you went back to London." Rory said as he looked up from the notebook in his lap. "How did that go? I understand that you had to meet with your ex and go on a blind date with a man you hardly knew."

"It was..." Amelia searched for the word as she looked back, "different to my normal visits back home."

📍28th March 2018 - London, UK
Amelia's POV

As I clicked the kettle on, I nervously tapped my foot against the wooden flooring of my London apartment. Situated in central London, not far from Notting Hill, I had been settled here for a number of years.

The location was convenient for work as I always had projects in central London. It was always useful for being so close to three different airports and it was only down the road from my mom's home.

My parents had been divorced for three years now, and my mom moved to Brighton to start a new life whilst my dad stayed in Oxford, which still wasn't far away for me to get too.

The day that they revealed they were separating cut me to the core. I had no indication that the news was coming and it wasn't until the year after where I found out that my mom had been seeing another man. She had been having an affair for eighteen months behind my fathers back.

This information alone has caused a divide in the family. I rarely speak to my mom anymore and I do genuinely miss her. But, she hurt my dad in ways that nobody should ever be hurt. Now, he spends most of his days with friends and my brother, Jacob.

Jacob lives a five minute drive away from my father with his wife, Ellie, and their six month old son, Sam. He works as an engineer and Ellie is a hairdresser. That side of my family couldn't get anymore normal.

However, my mom comes from a wealthy background. Being half Spanish, her parents live on the Spanish coast by Bonanza. They live in a mansion as I don't think either one of them had to work a day in their lives for their lifestyle. It was all inheritance.

My mom apparently remarried three months ago. My brother told me over dinner one evening which came as a complete and utter shock to everyone. Jacob hadn't even heard about this mystery person, and he still visits mom regularly.

Breaking my thoughts, came the ringing of my doorbell sounding throughout my apartment, completely in unison with the kettle, signalling that it was now boiled.

I took a deep breath before moving towards the door, knowing that I now had to face the music.

"Hi." I spoke softly as I looked at Harry stood in the doorway. He seemed more fragile than I remembered. "Come in."

"Thanks." He muttered as he walked past me. "Should I take my shoes off?"

"Please." I told him. "If you don't mind."

"Not at all." Harry smiled politely as he removed his shoes, using the bannister of the staircase as a place to keep his balance.