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Once the conference was done it was time to have a meeting with my engineer. The lucky part was that i could take my former engineer with me.

I have a really good bond with him and i wanted him back. I know i can trust and rely on him so i was happy the team agreed on it.

I walked into the garage and Juan was already there working on the laptop. I sneaked behind him and covered his eyes with my hands.

"WELCOME BACK JUAN" i yelled

"Elena, glad to be back. Thanks for thinking about me" he hugged me

"Well how could i not. You're the best engineer you know"

"Oh stop flattering me"

We talked about our potential race strategy, he's even more passionate about it than back in the day. Juan and me are around the same age.

I met him throughout friends of my parents, he just graduated and we had a instantly spark. As friends obviously. That was also the moment i wanted to take a chance on him.

I did my best to convince my team back in the day to hire him as my engineer. He is so freaking good in his job. RedBull once tried to steal him away but he always stayed loyal to me. He always said he wouldn't leave the one who gave him the chance to shine in f1. He's cute right?

After the meeting with my engineer me and Charles needed to make a video together, like a top tier list of our favourite tracks.

The video went pretty bad, we both just disagreed with each other the whole damn time. The tension was so fucking high. I was so happy to leave the room.

On my way out of the paddock i bumped into Oscar, i like him tho he's cute.

"Oh Elena"

"Sorry Oscar didn't see you there"

"It's fine, how was the video with Charles?"

"Could be worse i guess"

"Yeah Lando kept me a bit up to date, it's crazy to see how chill you are"

"Yeah thanks i gave up"

"Glad we could catch up, but i have to go"

"Same, see you tomorrow Oscar"

We waved each other goodbye and i walked to my car and drove home. Really didn't have any plans for tonight.

I decided to take a walk, it was already dark outside but hey what could go wrong. I'm a grownup bitchass woman.

I was walking through the streets when a car was driving slowly. At the end of the street the car just stood still. I threw my middlefinger in the air when the window went down.

"Why are you walking alone"

"Why are you stalking me?"

"I'm not"

"You are"

"Can you shut the fuck up and just answer my question"

"No"

"And you wonder why everyone hates you"

"I don't wonder actually"

"When will you stop being an crazy angry bitch"

"When i die? Now if you don't mind i want to finish my walk without a fucking headache"

"You're not going to finish your walk"

"Shut the fuck up please"

"Get in the car"

"How bout no"

"GET IN THE GODDAMN CAR"

"ARE YOU DEAF LECLERC I SAID NO"

"That's it"

He got out of the car and walked towards the passenger door. He opened it and looked at me before stepping closer.

"Dont you da-"

He threw me over his shoulder and dumped me on the passenger side, he secured me and went to his own seat.

I tried opening the door.

"Child lock"

"Can't you just leave me alone?"

"And get you killed, yeah no thanks"

"Why do you even care"

"I don't, fred does"

The remaining of the drive was silent and when we arrived my hotel i just got out.

"No thank you?"

I threw him my middle finger and slammed the door. I walked inside my hotel and bursted out in tears.

I took my phone and looked at some old pictures of us. That's when it hit me. WE WEREN'T ENEMIES WE WERE BEST FRIENDS

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The pictures

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