She's back ~ L. Hamilton

24. | Aus GP

"Delaney!" Someone screamed from behind me

I was walking back to my hotel room after getting some towels later that night. After I'd won, I returned straight back to the hotel and fell asleep before I could even change clothes. The sun had set by now.

I didn't even have time to register the fact someone had screamed my name before a body landed on my back, I hadn't even braced myself, so both of us went toppling towards the floor

"What the fuck!" I screamed

"Delaney!" Daniel shouted, he didn't even move to get up, instead he wrapped his arms around my shoulders "you won! You won! You won!" He screamed, shaking me as I did

"So little faith in me Dan?" I said with a smile

"Of course not, but not only did you win, you won in straight sets, I'm so fucking proud of youuu" he yelled, still shaking me with every word

"Alright Daniel, you're going to give me whiplash at this rate, and I think your cutting of my breathing slightly"

"Oh shit sorry" he said, standing up quickly and grabbing my hands and pulling me up.

"Oh my god!" He said again, throwing his arms around me once again "and have you seen social media? You've fricken broken the internet Del, no one thought you'd be able to beat Oxford. I knew you'd do it" he rambled

"Dan did someone spike your water or something" I said, opening my hotel room door and throwing it open to let Daniel come in after me.

"Of course not, just having a severe proud brother moment"

"I appreciate it" I said

"Did you hear about Lewis as well?"

"Unfortunately I broke the internet so I haven't been able to" I joked "no, I haven't why?"

"Hardly, no way you didn't know. Mercedes announced he wouldn't be racing today because he's sick and needs to rest for the race or whatever it was, but then 20 minutes before practice 1 everyone realised he was no where to be seen, because usually even when your not racing you're still expected to show up right? Everyone's wondering where he is, only for us to turn up the radio, and they're talking about how he just arrived at the Australian Open! He was there, at your game!"

"No way" I mumbled, Daniel would murder me where I stood if he even suspected the fact that me and Lewis spoke,

"Yes way! What a fucking dickhead right? Abandoned his team to go to your tennis game, not that it wasn't amazing, I watched it, you were on fire, but still, I would have killed to go but I wouldn't to that to my team you know? It just shows what kind of person he is I guess"

"Well Daniel" oh fuck, abort Delaney, abort "maybe he was too sick to be around all the media that comes with being on the track? At least at the open all eyes were on me and Oxford"

Daniel scoffed "he's a disgrace, fuck him. Anyway, you still good to come to the race on Sunday?"

"Yep" I nodded "looking forward to watching you kick Lewis's ass, since he won't have two practice sessions under his belt, you'll have a good advantage"

"Yep, home Grand Prix as well, there's no possibility in any universe that I loose to him on Sunday, and if it does happen...... I won't be a happy camper"

"Ew Daniel, please don't say that again"

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"Delaney, let's go, let's go, let's go!" Daniel yells, banging on my hotel room door as he did.