AN ENDLESS SMILE// DANIEL RICCIARDO

EIGHTEEN

EIGHTEEN

"What do you mean, you love him?"

Sebastian Vettel coughed out as he choked on his glass of water, his eyes wide and alert since he had to process so much happening in a matter of seconds.

Firstly, Josie had walked straight up to him in his garage at Ferrari. Then, she had dragged him by the arm in to his driver trailer without saying a single word to him. Finally, when she did speak, she had told him that she was in love with Daniel Ricciardo.

"I'm in love with him, and I don't know what to do, so you're gonna help me figure out how to tell him and prepare myself for his reaction."

Josephine Rankin spoke sternly, a determined look upon her youthful face, her skin radiant and glowing as she finally seemed to be healing in every single way.

"I know his reaction. You've got nothing to worry about." Sebastian spoke reassuringly yet still confused as shit because he had no time to process it.

"Not helpful."

"What if I refuse to help you?" Sebastian raised one of his eyebrows slightly, a hesitant look upon his face.

"I'll tell Charles that you are a big softy who actually likes the same music as him and is just bullying him for fun." The Rankin woman raised the both of her eyebrows in return, her arms folding in front of her chest, challenging him.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Try me, evolutionsbremse."

"Walk up to him and kiss him, that should do it, and I'm sure that he'd enjoy it." The Vettel man huffed as he relented, knowing not to try her, since he would have his ass kicked.

"No, because what if he doesn't feel the same, and I kiss him, which forever makes it weird? He might not want to kiss me, so I don't want to take away his choice." Josephine breathed out, her hands shaking slightly as she debated on what to do.

"God, you're too perfect." The German man laughed, wrinkles forming around his eyes as he did so. "Only you would not want to kiss somebody you're in love with because it takes away their choice."

"If I was perfect, I never would've abandoned Charles and Arthur when Jules died. I should've helped them, they were just kids." The Australian model spoke with a shaky voice, her words coming out in a whisper.

"It's one of my biggest regrets, you know? Not reaching out to see how you were and how you were coping, and grieving." Sebastian admitted, taking the woman before him by surprise.  "See, I have regrets. We all do, but it doesn't mean that you're not perfect because everybody knows that you are, Josie."

"Danke, Seb."

"Now, I know the perfect way for you to tell Daniel how you feel, so grab a notebook and pen, and take notes." The blonde man grinned, his smile bright and cheerful.

"The best I've got is a brain full with depression, anxiety, and PTSD."

"That'll do."

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"Did Charles teach you how to drive his yacht or am I gonna die a watery death?"

"I watched a YouTube video, we'll be fine."

"HELP! HELP!"

Daniel Ricciardo screamed at the top of his lungs, jumping up and down on his feet with his hands waving around aimlessly in the air, trying to find somebody to rescue them from certain doom.