Isabelle's POV
Italian Grand Prix...
I was already in Italy when the next Grand Prix rolled around and I was always excited for this track, it was one of my favourites. Italy reminded me more of passion and love than France did sometimes, although I would be shot dead if I said that out loud. I had just finished a shoot with a red car the previous week, but had decided to stay for a mini vacation. It was already out on the magazine's which brought a lot of attention from people. When my brother arrived, something was clearly bothering him.
"What's going on Alain, why are you angry?" I go to touch his arm but he shrugs me off.
"It's nothing, forget about it."
"Talk to me brother..."
"Seriously back the fuck off, god can't you mind your own business for once."
I recoil in shock, he was breaking his promise and I wasn't going to let him explode around me so I just walked away. This time he didn't call after me, but I didn't really care at that point. Luckily for me the Senna family was in the same hotel as me, but only Ayrton and Viv were here. Seeing them brought a large smile to my face as I ran to them and launched myself at them, Lando catching me and spinning me around while laughing. When he puts me down I turn to Viv and give her a giant hug.
"Oh I've missed you guys so much, it's been so lonely lately and I'm so happy you're here." I was smiling from ear to ear with them by my side again.
I looked at Ayrton and his eyes were lit up with a thousand stars, we couldn't look away from each other, stuck in our own little universe.
"Should I leave you two alone for a moment or can we please get some gelato." Viv's voice breaks our eye contact and I start blushing at her antics.
"You had me at gelato." I respond, my love for sweets showing through.
We all walk side by side, their arms over my shoulders and my arms around each of their sides. Nothing was quite like this for me, this was family, this was home. We found a small shop filled with pastry and gelato, I got chocolate and so did Ayrton while Viv got vanilla. We continued to walk around until we found a small fountain, stopping there to finish our treats. There were musicians around playing music so I got up and started to dance as if no one was watching. Music was everything to me.
Vivianne's POV
I stare at my gorgeous friend dancing without a care in the world, I couldn't help but smile as people stopped and stared. People were automatically drawn to her, she had a presence that was a magnet to everyone around, it wasn't a surprise that my brother was in love with her. Turning to said man I witnessed how he looked at her as though she was his entire universe, I could tell that he loved her just as much as he loved racing. It was the first time I had ever seen him put at the same level, it was incredible to see.
"You really do love her don't you."
"Hm? What did you say?"
"I see the way you look at her, you love her as much as your car."
"How could I not." This was all he responded with before getting up.
"You need to be with her, what will it take?" I say to myself as he walked towards her almost in a trance, but I had plans for them so I went on my own way.
Ayrton's POV
I couldn't help but become mesmerized by the most beautiful woman in front of me, she was moving in such a way that made everyone stop to watch. She was as bright as the stars in the sky, but as inspiring as the moon. I couldn't turn my eyes away from her moving figure like a winding river flowing. I vaguely hear my sister talking to me but I was so focused on her that I didn't catch what she actually said to me.
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Rivalry of the Century ~ Ayrton Senna Love Story
FanfictionIsabelle Prost, Alain Prost's younger sister and famous model. Hidden behind her brother her entire life, estranged from her family, and brought to light because of Ayrton. Through tangled vines and twisting roads, someday is around the corner. Ayrt...