Upon emerging from Schipol airport (Amsterdam) following a lengthy wait in the queue, I found myself walking towards the car rental facility, struck by a sense of awe.
The vast expanse of the airport reverberated with the voices of speakers and bustling crowds, seemingly oblivious to the announcements. Eventually, I located the car rental service and was pleasantly surprised to find a BMW awaiting me.
As I settled into the sleek vehicle, destined for a week's stay in Zandvoort, the difference from my usual ride back home was apparent but not unwelcome. Maneuvering through the streets of Amsterdam, memories flooded back, momentarily overwhelming me until my loud music drowned out the nostalgia.
Upon reaching Haarlem, I discreetly called my mum, maintaining the facade of being in Monaco with friends, all the while just minutes away from her. Our conversation concluded swiftly, allowing me to resume my music-fueled journey, albeit briefly interrupted by a call from my friend Christian.
As I pulled up to the carpark I received a call from my friend Christian so I pulled into my car space and answered.
*THE CALL*
Christian: hey y/n how's it going over there so far
: hey mate, it's going good thanks I'm excited to be here it's so different compared to Monaco though I always forget.
Christian: yeah no doubt aha where abouts are you now?
: I've just pulled at the shops I'm gonna get some gifts and a few bits before I go suprise them.
Christian: how kind of you I know there gonna be happy to see you and I know your dads gonna be excited when he finds out what you've bought to go to.
: I know haha we've not been to the F1 races for a while it will be nice to go again.
Christian: yea dude I bet ya anyway I'm gonna head off I'm gonna go meet Bella and Jamie now so text me later and let me know how it goes!
: yeah for sure bye mate!
*CALL ENDS*
I hop out of the car and head towards the shopping trolley (cart) section getting more happier as I'm getting closer to being back with my family. I step into the shop and memories hit me like a brick.
I always used to come here after school with my friends and get stuff then go on the fields or bike everywhere in the summer. Wow the good days.
I found a few bits and bobs for my mum and dad I'm just trying to find something for my sister and get a few groceries in just incase. I text my sister askin is there anything particular she wanted because she knew i was coming she helped me plan it but she was at her friends house.
Looking down at my phone waiting for my sister to finish typing I accidentally bump into somebody with my trolly, I immediately drop my phone and start apologising right away rushing round the trolly to help him pick his items up.
He starts giggling and saying it's fine and it was just an inchident ( I couldn't resist that😭) I look up from the floor and my face goes bright red. Not from excitement from embarrassment I bumped into Charles Leclerc... I didn't think I would see him here shopping or even bump into him I'm not exactly surprised to see him because I always do at home in Monaco.
I pull myself up using Charles arm as he's still lowered to the ground then put my hand out as a gesture to help him up. "Thankyou" he says going red I giggle but nervously this time. I think I was getting butterflies.
Y/N: It's nice to meet you properly I always see you about in Monaco but I never met you properly
Charles: oh you live in Monaco? Why are you here then?
Y/N: yea I live there and I'm her visiting my family they live here I'm actually taking my dad to the F1 on the Saturday and Sunday
Charles: I'll have to keep an eye out for you then but I doubt I'll miss a pretty girl like you
Y/N: you think I'm pretty? Whilst giggling trying to hide the fact I'm blushing
Charles: of course I do your a very pretty girl
Y/N: thank-you so much I must say your very handsome yourself too
Charles: why thank-you darling
Charles: well if you don't mind I would love to get your phone number because I need to get going and I don't think we wanna be stood in the middle of the shops all day
Y/N: yeah of course here's my number and yeah I wanna go see my family anyways
Charles: I'll give you a text and have fun with your family
Y/N: thank-you and sorry again for crashing into you
After exchanging pleasantries, I continued towards the shops, eager to reunite with my family. As I perused the aisles, and a awkward encounter with Charles Leclerc, the Formula 1 driver, left me flustered yet intrigued. After exchanging pleasantries and phone numbers, we parted ways, and I resumed my shopping excursion, eager to complete my tasks before reuniting with my loved ones.
