George's POV.
I wake up feeling really hot, basically it felt like a heatwave. I open my eyes to a girl next me.
Her leg was wrapped around my waist, as she was sleeping peacefully on my chest.
I was holding her waist.
The girl was no other but, Madeline Norris.
She looked so peaceful in her sleep.
Her eyelashes were big, skin was clean, lips plump. Her hair was in a messy bun.
She was wearing my white shirt that I gave her last night.
It was slightly revealing her black underwear due to her leg being wrapped around me.
I stare at her. How could someone be so fucking gorgeous while sleeping.
Suddenly, her eyes open.
MADELINE'S POV
Fuck I had a good sleep. But, I woke up with someone's arm around my waist and my leg wrapped around someone.
George Russell.
I freeze. I didin't know what to say. Why did I feel so shy at this moment.
"Goodmorning Norris"
"Morning."
"I would be delighted if you took your leg off of me" he says, removing his arm off my waist
"Fuck sorry" I remove my leg STRAIGHT AWAY.
He gets up and yawns.
"Good sleep?" I ask, trying to make conversation.
"Very" he responds in his morning voice.
..Is it bad that I found it hot?
I get up from his bed and head to the bathroom, fixing myself up.
I looked like fucking shit. George saw me like this too, that's what truly bothered me the most.
"Mads, someone's calling you" George knocks on the door.
"One sec" I open and he hands me my phone.
It was Lando, so I answer the phone right away and put it on speaker.
"Morning Madeline"
"Morning"
"Now where the fuck are you?" he yells at my phone.
"At my hotel room" I answer.
"Bullshit Madi you're not here I'm in your room right now."
Fuck fuck fuck.
"Alright I'm at the RedBull Garage."
"Aren't you on break?"
"Had something to check up quickly, I'll be back."
"You know what fuck you I'll have lunch with someone else." and he hangs up.
"Good lying skills" George says.
"I'll take that as a compliment."
I sit on a chair in his hotel room as he starts getting dressed.
It was going fine till he removed his shirt. THOSE FUCKING ABS LOOKED SO FUCKING GOOD.
I'm pretty sure he caught me staring cause GIRLLL.
"Like what you see" he flirts.
"I love what I see" I say out loud.
"Well that's enough for today" he says as he puts on a Black Mercedes Shirt.
"Okay well I really need to get going now" I get up.
He hands me a black hoodie and some gray joggers. I go to the bathroom and put them on, cause I'm not George Russell the slut to get changed infront of someone.
"Russell, thanks for everything. I truly mean that" I say. I was greatful for what he did for me.
"No problem" he pokes my cheek
"Well, bye then"
"Byebye"
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For fuck's sake , George Russell.
Fanfiction"What the fucking fuck." MATURE CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
