Love's A Game // LN4 ; GR63

"Favorite Driver Loading"

George: Here we go. Your room m'lady.

Violet stepped into the hotel room and looked around. It was beautiful and far more luxurious than any hotel she'd ever stayed in.

Violet: Wow, thank you George. This is beautiful.
George: The best for you.
She looked over her shoulder and smiled at him.

George: So I have to be at the circuit in about an hour. I- I put one of my Mercedes shirts and hat on the dresser. If you want you can wear them this weekend... you said you didn't have a favorite driver or team so I figured I'd start you off with the best.

Violet looked over toward the dresser and noticed the hat and shirt. She'd never had anything from the sport before, let alone from an actual driver. She started feeling the excitement fill her.

Violet: Thank you George! I love them!
George: You're welcome. I'll leave you to freshen up. I'll be back before we leave.
And without any further words he closed the door behind him.

Violet looked around the room again, taking everything that's happening in. She smiled as she freshened up her makeup and brushed her hair. Deciding to stay in her chosen outfit she picked up the Mercedes hat. As she opened it a piece of paper went fluttering to the floor. She bent down and opened it:

Hopefully this works in favor of the decision of who your new favorite driver will be.
xx

She giggled as she placed the hat on her head, snapping a quick photo in the mirror and uploading it to her Instagram story with a caption: Favorite Driver Loading...

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George POV
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I was sitting in my room thinking about the girl just a few doors away. She's even more beautiful in person.
Deciding to go onto Instagram I saw she'd posted a story. My hat suited her so well and I would want nothing more than to be her favorite...
I couldn't take this waiting around. I decided to go check on her and go to the circuit in the meantime.
I got up to open my door just as Lewis was about to knock.

Lewis: Hey George
George: Hey mate, what's up?
Lewis: So? How is she?
George: Oh... uh- she's stunning for one-
Lewis: Always great.
George: And she seems sweet. A little on the shy side I think.
Lewis: Even better. Well I can't wait to meet her. You are bringing her today right? The guys would all probably love to meet the Evans
George: Yeah- yeah I'm bringing her. Was just on my way to her. And could you do me a favor? Make sure the guys, and you, don't- you know...
Lewis: We won't! Who do you think we are? She's your girl mate.
George: Not officially, don't go saying these things. We just met! But I appreciate it.
Lewis: Anytime. See you later

I watched as Lewis walked out of sight and then carried on my original path, coming face to face with Evans' door.

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End POV
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George knocked once softly and waited for a response. He heard the door lock click and soon enough it swung open.

Violet: Oh, hey George! How do like my hat?
She bowed her head toward him to show off the Mercedes hat.
George: Looks like it was made for you. Are you ready to go? Everyone is excited to meet you so I figured we head over there a bit earlier.
Violet: Sure, let me just grab my bag.

After disappearing into the room again, Violet came out with her bag and a bright smile.

Violet: I'm ready, and so excited!
George: Haha, it's cute when you smile like that. Let's go.

The two of them headed to the circuit and once they arrived George stopped them before entering the Paddock.

George: Okay, you're going to meet pretty much everyone today and over the course of this weekend. I'm not telling you this to freak you out but I'm telling you because I don't want you to feel like you have to hide away from the guys. A few of them know you're coming and from what I remember you already know Alex and Lando know of you. Are you ready?
Violet: I was... maybe I should just stay in your garage or better yet the room. What if the cameras see me and I'm the next headline. What if-
George: -Don't worry. Nobody really knows you. As far as they're concerned you're a fan or a friend of mine. You don't have to answer to anyone and you certainly shouldn't hide away. And as I said before, you have nothing to worry about with the guys, you'll fit right in.
Violet: Okay, let's go.

They were about the walk through security when Violet realized something.

Violet: Wait! I'm so sorry but I promised my viewers I'd stream the weekend. I'm just going to quickly go live on Instagram if that's okay?
George: It's perfect. I understand you're a social figure.
Violet: Uh...-yeah.
Without further conversation Violet started the stream.
Violet: Hey hey pretty people! It's your girl Evans here! And by here I mean literally at the gates of Silverstone Paddock! I promised I'd stream and I never break a promise, I won't be on for long though as I want to experience this myself and not through my own camera but stay tuned for pictures and videos. So, walk with me into the Paddock. Here we gooooo!
Without lowering her phone, Violet walked through the entrance and into the Paddock, turning around so her camera could capture it.
Violet: Ahhh! I am actually here! Guys and Gals this is incredible. If any of you are here don't be shy and come say hello, I'd love to meet some of you. But as much as I'd love to stay and show you every detail, I'm about to go into a motor home and that's pretty confidential stuff so Evans is signing off. Bye!

She ended the stream and went into Mercedes motorhome with George.

George: Welcome
Violet: This is incredible
George: You can put your things down and I'll take you to meet a few of the guys.
Violet: Yay! Let's go!
She threw her bag onto the couch in his room and ran out the home.
George: Okay sunshine, slow down, you don't know where you're going.

He grabbed her hand in his and lead her through the paddock in the direction of the hospitality area. This was panning out to be everything she'd ever dreamed and as she approached the area, her eyes met another pair and the gaze locked her in like something forbidden as she walked closer, hand in hand with George.