Pierre Gasly and Charles Leclerc ran in to the apartment of the American woman after getting a panicked call from the woman.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you dying?"
The duo said simultaneously as they came to a dead stop in front of the woman that was considered their best friend, who was laid back on her couch with a glass of wine seemingly amused by them.
"Does it look like I'm dying?"
Cooper Reynolds asked the duo with a raised eyebrow as she looked up at them to see that they were double over breathing hard.
"Then what was the emergency?"
"Did you cut your hair?"
"Maybe, Maybe not."
Cooper Reynolds said as she looked up at the duo with what used to be long brown hair that had now only reached her shoulders.
"It's never been that short."
Pierre Gasly said with his eyes wide in shock as he couldn't believe his friend would cut her hair since she loved it.
"It's never been cut dumbass."
Charles Leclerc deadpanned towards his friend almost absentmindedly never taking his eyes off the American in front of them.
"It wasn't by choice either."
Cooper Reynolds told them as she crossed arms over her chest with her brown eyes slowly narrowing as she started remembering just why her hair was now to her shoulders.
She had been silently plotting the murder of the one that was responsible for the newest hair style for the past four hours before finally calling in reinforcements to help with it.
"What do you mean?"
Charles asked as he looked at the brown haired girl puzzlingly, the words of the American girls not clicking immediately.
"She means someone or something forced her to get a hair cut dumbass."
Pierre said whilst slapping the Monegasque man on the back of the head, releasing a chuckle as the man let out a groan while rubbing the back of his head.
"What the hell?"
The Monegasque man exclaimed still rubbing his head sending the French man next to him a glare.
"By who?"
Pierre asked the American woman in front of him with a raised eyebrow ignoring the Ferrari driver.
"Esteban Ocon"
Cooper Reynolds said with disgust as she thought about what the French driver did to cost the hair cut.
She loved the loved the Alpine driver as a he was one of closest friends, but he messed with her hair which meant pay back was coming his way.
"What did he do?"
"How are we killing him?"
"See Pierre understands me."
"That's just because Pierre would love to see him tortured."
"I would not."
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FanfictionIn which a Mercedes driver falls in love with her rival Formula one story Book cover by: @RubyLouise19 Plot by: RubyLouise19