Riley was standing on Arthur's balcony, looking out at the harbor. She's been watching the different boats float by all morning long while he was gone grabbing a few things from her condo she was starting to move out of. Which was a choice everyone was against, moving out of Daniel's place and into Arthur's so soon. Yet in the end it wasn't their choice, she just couldn't tell her family this. They'd be on the next flight out from Miami to Monaco, to try and convince her to move back to Florida; which wasn't happening.
It took Riley years to work up the courage to move out of Miami, and after almost 5 years she finally managed. Of course there were bumps along the way that got her here, 3 ex boyfriends, psycho fangirls, a shit ton of leaked photos (some that should've stayed hidden). But Arthur got her here, again, with bumps. It took him nearly 4 months of dedication to get Riley to fall back into him, but when she did; it was worth it.
They've been non-stop back and forth rolling in their sheets, going out for dinner late night, staying up trying to compose new music. Which was mainly Riley's doing, trying to prepare herself for an event Toto Wolff was paying her to play at for his wife. She was growing extremely nervous about it the closer that day came, but he was paying a lot.
Riley's head turned when she saw Arthur's red Ferrari roll down their street, starting to pull into the driveway. She leaned against the balcony railing, waiting for Arthur to get out of the car. When he did, she spoke.
"You left earlier than expected," She said loud enough for him to hear. Arthur looked up at her, while walking to the passengers side to get a box.
"We have a flight later" He reminded her, "If you want to be done unpacking before we leave, I had to go before you were up" He told her, heading for the front doors Riley had left unlocked for him earlier.
Riley left the balcony when she heard the front door start to open. She made her way down the hall and a flight of stairs, seeing Arthur set the box on the marbled counter top in the kitchen.
"Have you made the post yet?" Riley asked, joining his side.
"Not yet" He told her, opening his phone. Arthur still had to make the announcement for Ferrari, saying he was their developmental driver that season, but he's been putting it off all morning. "I don't like the photo they chose"
"Just post it" Riley said, opening her box up, seeing a few pieces of clothing, one of two items being Jonah's Yankees hoodie, and the other being his baseball cap.
"They should have let you take the photos" Arthur told her, copy and pasting the posts caption from a email he was sent.
"Ferrari doesn't want my name anywhere near their brand" She laughed, moving the box to the floor.
"I'm sure they have forgotten about the polaroids by now" Arthur told her, sliding his hands onto her waist when she looked at him. "They're buried in twitter"
"Oh no," Riley starts, "They definitely did a background check on me"
"Red bull still used the photos you got of Liam" He pointed out.
"That's because Max is their golden boy," She told him, "And I spent the majority of last season in their garage, they know me" She said, moving away from him.
"Ferrari knows of you" Arthur told her, following behind her when she was walking back upstairs to their room.
"It's for the best that way" She said, turning into their room and setting her box down at the foot of the bed. "Alex said Charles is going to be here in a few hours to take us to the airport"
"I still have to pack" Arthur said, going to the suitcase that Riley had already taken out earlier.
"Remember to pack enough for Charleston too" She reminded him, "We have Joshua and Misty's baby shower"
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Sitting In Traffic
FanfictionRiley Stowan is finally letting go of her tragic past after nearly 5 years of trying to heal. But after letting go of old problems, and facing drama and scandals in Formula One's 2023 season, she now kicks off 2024 with a relatively new boyfriend Ar...