🏎 Chapter 10 🏎
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•Pierre's POV•
Nightclub - after the austrian gp
I notice Esteban a few meters away from me. Holding glasses in each of his hands. Showing them to me with a nod. I did the same unpleasantly.
"No thank you. I don't want to end up like last time."
He looked at the ground for like, 2 seconds, to think, then his gaze returned to me.
"Yeah, you're right."
On those, he finally left the glasses at the edge of the bar and leaned against the wall next to me. Now making both of us pretend to find an interest in watching people dance, until he talks to me.
"We didn't really debrief the race."
"Yeah..."
Today exhausted me.
Firstly :
I ignored Esteban for a very long time. Most of the day.
During the driver parade, I didn't talk to him. I made my way while he was doing his interview. Then he came to sit next to me at the back of the pickup.
We waved to the crowd, knowing that people probably didn't give a damn about us. I mean, between the Orange army there to honor Max and the other fans being mostly there to support top teams... you know.
The race was... passable ?
To sum up, Russell took advantage of Max's and Lando's collision to take the victory, while I pulled my best from the car to finish p10.
"Bravo for the points."
"Nan." I raise my index "The point."
That's making him smirks. And seeing his expression made me smile too.
"Yeah. THE point. It's already good, right? With the tractors they gave us this season."
"You don't know. Maybe it's for supporting the farmers who are in strike."
Esteban bursts out in laughter at my comment. Not a big loud outburst, just that little slightly nasal laugh he only gives when he really relaxes. And casually, that relaxes me too.
"Damn, you're stupid." he sais between two gaze exchanges.
We stay there, watching the other pilots that we saw without really looking. The music is loud, too loud, as always. But there is a certain comfort in this silence that we share. In this bubble in the middle of the agitation.
"You've been avoiding me all day. Haven't you?" he finally say.
I slowly turn my head towards him, hesitant. stares at me, not with anger, just... waiting, probably.
"Yeah I know..." I let go.
"Why?"
I sigh, run a hand through my hair. Hesitate for another second.
Can I say to myself : shit. We are here, in a too noisy nightclub, after a too long weekend. Why would i lie now? Especially after everything we've been through together.
"I avoid the discussion." I don't particularly explain the details or justify myself. He knows. And he responds quickly after a brief sigh.
"I always thought it was because we can't stand each other. But... It was no alcohol again, yesterday we..."
"Yeah." We're not going to exactly say it, so the people who might hear us would at the worst just do an hypothese of this situation. After all, it was nothing as important as that. "Bro for real, we've known each other since forever. And yet, we never manage to talk."
"Yes... And see that it all started in karting..."
I nod my head. A nostalgic smile fills my cheeks.
"Almost making me believe that we were meant to piss off and hate eachothers."
He looks at me, a little more seriously now. More gently.
"Why not stop ?"
"Of being asshole ?"
"Yeah i mean, we are not kids anymore. We are both adults, teammates in Formula 1, we have everything we always dreamed about. So why can't we still not stand eachother ?" I know Esteban is right as soon as he spoke this to me.
I sigh, smiling,
"After all, Charles and Max are now always spending time together as they used to hated eachothers more than anything. What prevents us from doing the same ?" I look at him as well. Both of us being two guys tired of being mad at someone they understand too well, more than anyone.
"So..." He looks at the floor, it's true that the situation is a little embarrassing.
"Friends ?" I say, and our eyes meet,
"Yes, friends."
We end up laughing, our shoulders touching, while we are happy. From this evening, it's the end of our rivalry.
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○A/N ; NEVERMIND IS BACK YEAHHHHHHHH.
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