On my own-lewis Hamilton

Chapter 4

Qualifying ended and dad was on pole for the race tomorrow. I was waiting to go home hopefully soon as he just had media left to do before he was allowed to leave. I was sat in his drivers room bored as hell. I was just aimlessly looking round the room for something to do at this point.

I decided I have had enough and decided to go for a walk round the paddock. I knew it would be pretty quiet as most people had left the track now. I was wondering around deep in my thoughts as I admire the gorgeous sunset happening in the sky it was so peaceful I could really live here forever it's so beautiful. But no I have to go back to England. I just wish summer could last forever.

I realised I better get back as time has escaped me as it's nearly dark now and my dad should be finished with interviews now. I slowly walked back hoping we could finally go back to the hotel. I go through the motorhome to the his room and noticed he was back already.
"Where have you been?"he says immediately I enter the room in a angry tone.
"I just went for a walk I was bored"
"Emma I've told you before you can't just wonder off, you didn't even have your phone"
"Well that's your fault because you took it so that's not my fault I didn't have it" I say annoyed
" stop being a total brat and stop with the attitude you know why i took it" he says raising his voice
I just stood there for a moment processing what he's said as I feel anger boil inside of me.
"Ugh whatever! Can we just go now?" I say storming out the garage to the car.

I turn around as I'm about a minute away from the car and see him quickly following me. I try to walk as fast as I can but my legs are too short to walk any quicker than him.
"What did I tell you about walking off" he whispers angrily so no one can hear
"Well stop pissing me off then I won't walk off"
"Language" he says angry
I just ignore him at this point. We get to the car as sit in angered silence the whole way back.
We got back to the hotel room and I went straight to my room and slammed the door shut. I did not want to talk to him this whole weekend he's been getting on my nerves.

I'm sat in bed watching tv as I hear a knock on the door and look over and see my dad enter my room. I focus back on the tv as I realise it's him. Me and my dad have always been so close and made my whole childhood magical but now that I'm older we've been arguing and drifting apart. I love him to bits and hate it every time we argue I always feel so guilty even if sometimes it's necessary to hold a grudge against him.
"You alright em? He asks concerned
"Mhm" I say still laser focused on the tv I was watching 'friends' and it was one of my favourite series I've watched it on repeat so many times.
I see him pick up the remote and turn off the tv.
"Hey is was watching that" I saying annoyed
"Well you can watch it later plus you already know what happens"
"Look I'm sorry about early I over reacted I didn't mean it I just want you to be safe" he sayings sighing
"It's ok I'm sorry to I guess I can be a bit stubborn to sometimes" I say trying to hide my smile
He passes the remote to put back on what I was watching. He comes and sits in my bed with me as I watch tv. He hugs me and gives me a kiss on the head as I put my head comfortably on his chest.

I wake up realising I must of fell asleep on him as I see him on his phone while he was stroking my hair. I look around confused as I couldn't work out if it was morning or still night.
"You ok princess? He asks as he realises I'm awake
I sit up and say "wait is it morning or still night" I say very confused
"It's still night sweetheart" he says slightly giggling at my confusion "it's nearly midnight"
"Why are you still here then and not in bed?"I ask
"You fell asleep on me and you looked so peaceful I didn't wanna disturb you" he says yawning
"Goodnight princess" he says as I'm pretty much already back asleep.

I woke up and it was Sunday race day. I quickly got dressed and packed a couple things as we were leaving really early tomorrow morning. I really didn't wanna leave because I had my first day of school on Tuesday and I was super nervous. I knew I would be fine but I was always such an over-thinker.

We went to the track and I went straight to his drivers room as he had some meetings and media things to do. I finally got my phone back so I was a lot less bored now. I was just scrolling aimlessly on TikTok and on all my socials. I decided to film a TikTok again just for fun. I decided to post it and I left it a while and I see the views going up and up again just like the last one. I realised though I hadn't even told my dad I downloaded it since I wasn't sure what he was going to say. He didn't like me being fully in the spotlight. He doesn't think it's right for my wellbeing so he tries to avoid it as much as possible. The same thing happens again my followers go up. I look and I'm already at 80k I've only posted 2 videos.

It's time now for the race to begin as I sit in the garage with the other engineers watching the race. He starts from pole so he should have a really good chance at winning. The race went really well and stayed p1 the whole race. He crossed the line on the last lap as I went to the podium to go congratulate him with the rest of the team. I see him get out the car and run towards the team to celebrate with them. We watched the podium as I see him give me a smile to me.

I headed back to the garage as I waited for him to come back. I see him walk in the garage with his smile from ear to ear. He comes over to me and gives me a kiss on the forehead and hugs me. I let go of the hug pretty quick.
"Ew your all sweaty" I say giggling
I see him just shaking in his head while smiling to himself as he walks to his drivers room to get changed.

I had to wait around a bit as he was busy doing media and had to go over data with the team. We finally headed back to the hotel. I was so exhausted from this weekend and we had to be up at 3am to get back home. Not only that it was back to the uk and it was all cold there unlike Monaco. I loved Monaco as it just felt so  peaceful living there but we had to live mostly in the uk because of school.

We go back to the hotel and it was 7pm already. "Are you all packed for the flight back?" My dad asks
"No I've started" I sighed not wanting to do it. I hate packing so much. I always used to get him to do it for me but now I'm older I got told I have to do it myself which I hate.
"Can you please help me" I say trying to convince him
"Yes but I need to finish mine first so start now and don't just wait for me to do it I know what your like"
" ugh fine" he knew exactly what I was doing I was just gonna wait for him to do it but know I'm going to have to start myself.
I start but go really slow not really knowing where to start. I keep struggling to focus I know it's my adhd but I can't focus I try so hard.
I hear my dad come in the room as I'm completely zoned out again I swear I can't get anything done.
"Have you even started em" he says looking at all the clothes folded around the floor and my suitcase.
"I tried I promise I'm sorry"I say stressed "I just can't do it" I say to myself"
"Hey em it's ok I know how much you struggle doing stuff like this" he says softly
" we have to be up at 2am tomorrow so why don't you get ready for bed so you can sleep as much as you can before flight" I just nod and do what he says trying to get myself out of the situation.

I woke up by the sound of my alarm. It takes me ages to get out of bed I was having such a good dream why did it have to end. I chucked on a tracksuit and called it a day. We left as we got a taxi to the airport. I don't really remember since I was basically asleep the whole time. we bored the jet and I again slept the whole time I've been so tired recently. I woke up as we were about to land. I yawn and realised we were back in the uk.

We got in the car to driver back home it was about an hour from the airport so it wasn't too bad.
"First day of school tomorrow remember"my dad reminds me
"Ugh do I have to go schools not that important anyway" I whine
"Yes you do you will be fine don't worry"

We got back home and I walk to my room and flop myself onto my bed after travelling for so long. I feel relieved but annoyed as I have to go back to school. It means I will have to go to my grandparents or stay with family since my dad's at races, he lets me go to some but not all since he wants me to have a good education apparently.

I always hated this time of year along with when the race season starts as i feel so lonely without him being home.

Authors note:please give any suggestions you might wanna see maybe a Lewis pov also hope you are enjoying the story so far.