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84: Boer zoekt vrouw

Max's point of view

The interviewer is asking Lando a lot of questions, about Mclaren's improvement.

I look at Maeve, who looks at me. Butterflies fill my stomach.

I smile at her and she giggles.

Kissing her was the best thing I could've done, although I'm sure Christian would suggest otherwise.

We aren't planning on telling him, after all, it's just one kiss.

For now.

I'm just wondering what the kiss meant.

Does she want a relationship? Does she want nothing?

After all she did tell Max Fewtrell she wasn't ready for a serious relationship.

I feel someone poking in my side.

'Max, do you feel the same?', the interviewer asks.

Fuck. 'I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention at all. So sorry!'.

The interviewer laughs. 'Maeve was explaining to us that the current title fight between you two starts when you enter track and stops when you leave. Is that correct?'.

'Yes, Maeve and I are really good friends and we don't let the title fight ruin our friendship. But we did talk about it, if one of us wins we just have to be happy for them, if we let this ruin not only our friendship but also our teammate bond then that is just not practical in any way'.

'If you have to be honest, based on statistics. Who will be more fit to win the Championship this year?', she asks.

Maeve sighs. 'Does it matter? We're both here to win'.

'But statistically, Maeve is currently more fit to win. She won 3 out of 6 races and I only won one so far', I say honestly.

Maeve turns her head to me. She didn't intend to say this because she knew it and she didn't want to hurt my feelings. It's fine.

I proved myself in Abu Dhabi 2021 and I'm ready to do it again.

Luciana's point of view

'Told you, didn't I?', I say as Charles opens his arms and invites me for a hug.

'Yeah, my lucky charm', he smiles and kisses my head. 'P4 is good, we will try again tomorrow'.

'And you will do fine, I know it'.

'Thank you, dearest', he opens his race suit, it has to be super hot in that car. 'Walk with me?'.

'Sure, dear'.

He walks towards the interviewers and I follow him.

As I try to keep a distance between us, for the interviewers, he grabs my hand and holds me close.

'Charles, I can't stand next to you while doing your interview', I smile.

'You are my PR agent, why can't you?', he laughs.

'I'm your content creator, those are two different things'.

'In your contract it says you are both, they changed it when we began dating, remember?', he says.

Fuck, that's right. I don't want to be here.

'Charles Leclerc! Please here!', the interviewer yells and Charles walks over to him.

I move out of the way, to Charles' irritation.

'Charles, P4 today. How do you feel?', he asks.

'I feel amazing, to go from DNF to P4 is great. We don't have the results we wanted but we'll get there'.

'We heard you were negotiating with other teams, is that true?', the interviewer asks.

I giggle. As if Charles Leclerc would leave Ferrari.

'No, that's actually not true. I wouldn't be disloyal to Ferrari and negotiate while I still have 3 years left on my contract', Charles smiles.

'We already thought it wasn't true', the interviewer smiles. 'How is the girlfriend?'.

'Ask her yourself', Charles smiles and looks at me.

The interviewer turns the camera to me and I freak out.

'Hello Luciana, how are you doing?'.

'Hello there, I'm good, you?', I ask, trying to be polite.

'We're amazing! How long have you and Charles been dating now?'.

I try to count back the months when our PR relationship 'started'. 'About a six and a half months, I believe'.

'We were all shocked when you announced your relationship last month, we're really happy for you', the camera man smiles at me.

'Well thank you, I am too'.

'So when will you propose to her?', the interviewer jokes.

I almost choke on my saliva.

Charles laughs. 'We're just enjoying life at the moment, no need for marriage... yet'.

Sienna's point of view

I'm sitting in the McLaren motor home, Daniel is sitting next to me.

'I think they'll get married', Daniel says.

We're watching 'Boer zoekt vrouw'. A Dutch series Max recommended to Daniel.

'Nope, Joke and Bert will get married', I reply.

'Are you stealing my girlfriend?', Lando walks in.

'Not anymore, she thinks Bert and Joke will get married', Daniel smiles.

'They are better together, Mascha is toxic'.

'Shut the fuck up, Sienna', Daniel jokes.

Lando drops himself on the couch, next to Daniel.

'Want some?', Ricc hands his spoon and the icecream to Lando.

Lando takes a bite and smiles at me.

'This is the last episode', I say as I click on the screen.

'We'll see who gets married to Bert', Daniel says serious.

'Want to place a bet?', I ask.

'No, I'm to unsure for that', he admits.

I laugh.

'What are you all doing here?', Andrea walks in.

'We're watching Boer zoekt vrouw'. I explain.

'Okay... Daniel congratulations on P6!', Stella says to him.

'Thank you Andie Stel', Daniel laughs.

'Has anyone seen Oscar?'

'Yeah, he's in his driver's room with Grace', I smile.

'Oh god, well I better let him be then', Andrea walks out of the room.

'I TOLD YOU!', Daniel yells.

'FUCK!', I scream as Bert places the wedding ring on Mascha's hand. 'He'll regret that'.

'No, he won't, she's submissive and Bert is an oldie. They're perfect for each other'.

'I'm happy we didn't place a bet', I laugh.

'Well, I'm not'.

Lando watches in confusion as we cry over the beautiful wedding.

'I love that wedding dress. It's beautiful', I cry.

'She looks amazing'.

'The dress was 30.000 euros, how can those farmers afford that?', I ask.

'They can't, the crew pays it in exchange for their role in the series'.

'You just ruined it for me', I joke.