🎶 Me Gusta — DTF🎶
Kenan POV
It was the last evening with my parents and friends here in Turin before they would leave again. Mum and Dad had decided to go out for dinner while I opted for a chill evening in with my friends, as tomorrow was game day anyways.
"So, bro... Now that your parents aren't here... Will you admit that you have a crush on her?" Ilyas asked me and wiggled with his eyebrows.
"On who?" I asked, trying to sound confused.
"Well, definitely not on Alessandra from social media, you couldn't seem to even listen to one word that came out of her mouth because you were so busy drooling over Beatrice the day you extended" Can chuckled and I hit the back of his head with my PlayStation controller.
"Fuck, Kenan... A crush on your boss!" Ilyas howled and threw himself back on my bed.
"You guys have no idea" I sighed and threw myself back too. This crush was getting out of hand, I found myself dreaming about this girl at night and thinking about her all day. When she told us that she was going to Monza, I immediately felt that something was off, and with her, I always knew why. She would have wanted to enjoy the race as a fan, but nothing in her life was about enjoying herself, it was all about family duty and business.
"You should have seen your face when I said that she was hot" Ilyas cackled.
"That was not cool, bro" I told him off.
"So, have you asked her out yet?" he asked and I rolled my eyes.
"She's made sure to tell me she's not interested" I huffed. But then again, she also kissed me that night at Weston's party.
"Dude, with a girl like her you don't give up unless you get a restraining order" Can said and I looked at him weirdly.
"Thanks for the encouragement" I scoffed.
I pulled out my phone and went to Google, searching for John Elkann Beatrice Agnelli Monza 2023. A few pictures popped up, her next to her uncle, with a smile that I saw wasn't genuine, but rather forced. My anger started boiling when I saw one picture of her with Charles Leclerc, his arm on her waist. Fucking hell, with me she acted all weird when I did that and he was allowed to?!
"He looks better than you" Can commented when he saw the picture on my phone.
"Fuck off" I said and he only laughed. I pulled up Beatrice's WhatsApp contact - thankfully Dean had been smart enough to create a group with the three of us back in the US, so that I got her number for free basically.
Kenan Yildiz
Hey 😊 Thanks again for the time you spent with us yesterday
Have you arrived safely? How was Quali Day?
"Didn't you once say you wanted to marry a Turkish girl?" Ilyas teased me.
"That was before I met her" I huffed and my phone dinged, showing me a reply from Bibi.
"Aaaaand he's gone, it will be just us two for the next few rounds" Can told Ilyas as I leaned back, smiling at my phone, my chat with her open.
Bibi 🥰❤️
Oh, it was my pleasure, I hope it wasn't too boring
And yes, thank you, it was an exciting day!
Kenan Yildiz
It could never be boring with you 😉
Really?
Bibi 🥰❤️
Why do you always bust me?
Ok, it was annoying af, our cars are shit, the staff even more, Leclerc is a depressed dog, Sainz and his entourage are unfriendly as fuck, and I had to spend my afternoon babysitting Leclerc's gf, I don't understand the hype around her
Kenan Yildiz
Oh, that's it? At least there are no annoying football players begging you to go out with them, that must be like paradise for you 😉
Bibi 🥰❤️
I'd even go on a date with you rather than endure tomorrow here
Kenan Yildiz
Watch me ditch the game tomorrow to come kidnap you
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Luce di Stella • Kenan Yildiz
FanfictionTo call them opposites would be an understatement, they come from completely different worlds. But he makes her feel like no one else.
