Racing hearts

Part 2 - Flight

"Seriously, you're joking?" Alya's voice was filled with excitement as she looked at me with pleading eyes, hoping for confirmation that it wasn't a joke. "Nope, the plane is tomorrow, we are going with Max," Carson sat across from me, his mouth open in shock at my statement. "This is unfair, how comes she gets to go but I don't?" I let out an audible laugh while Alya was trying to silence her giggles by placing her hand over her mouth.

"You can come a different time, I'll go to another one just to take you with me," I offered the blonde, he nodded in defeat, turning to his sister who had failed at staying quiet. He glared at her before making an unimpressed face.

I turned to the girl who stuck her tongue out at her brother before noticing me. "I spoke to Sarah about it after the meeting and she said that Emily has to come with us because of the amount of people that are going to be there," I rolled my eyes at my own words while Alya looked at me blankly. "That's going to be fun, you'll have your own keeper," I nodded my head, looking towards Carson who was pretending to watch the tv but was smiling away to himself as he listened in to the words exchanged.

I got up, heading to the kitchen to grab a drink. I walked behind the sofa that they both sat on 'accidentally' catching Carson as I walked past. "Ow, What was that for," he screeched as his hand went to the back of his head, caressing the sensitive area. He looked to me for an answer but I only shrugged my shoulders and gave him an innocent look before reaching into the fridge to grab a smoothie.

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"Why are we just stood here?" Emily's words echoed through the strangely empty airport. When Max told me that it was an early flight I didn't expect it to be this early, it was very rare to see myself awake at this time.

"Calm down, he said that he is going to meet us, he should be here soon," In the year that I've known her, I've learnt that she requires everything to be organised otherwise she stresses. Alya was sat on the floor, laid against the wall with a pillow around her neck, resting her eyes as we waited.

After about 10 minutes of us being sat, patiently waiting for him, Max finally showed up. He grinned at me as he made his way towards us, neither of the other girls were paying attention, Alya was snoring away meaning that she had drifted off and Emily was scrolling through her phone.

I left my bags on my chair, running the Dutchman, pulling him into a tight embrace. He had dropped his backpack onto the floor as I made my way towards him, freeing both his arms. He lifted me off the ground when his arms wrapped around me, spinning us. I let out a light giggle as I smiled into his shoulder.

"Long time, no see," he chuckled softly before placing me back down onto the ground. "How are they?" He tilted his head in the direction of the girls, after pulling away, grabbing the attention of my media manager.

"Hey, Emily," he muttered to her, before giving her a quick hug.
I gently kicked my best friend's leg to wake her up. She opened her eyes, a bewildered expression on her face as she looked up at me. The blonde boy made his way towards us, when she saw him, she jumped to her feet, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

I grabbed her bags off of the floor for her and handed them to her when they parted. We all made our way to boarding and were soon sat on Max's private jet waiting for take off. Alya made a B line straight for the bed and Emily was sat at the opposite end of the plane, next to Max's trainer and manager with a very thick book spread across her lap as she stared at it intently.

"I can't believe you're finally coming to one of my races, I'm actually so excited. The guys are going to adore you," the joy was blatantly evident on his face, he had a bright smile and a glimmer in his hypnotising blue eyes. "I'm looking forward to meeting them."