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twentythree.

{ jonesy }

I nearly scream as I'm pulled into what looks like an alleyway between hospitalities. Panic begins to course through me until I notice the bright Ferrari red polos.

"Why are you two staring at me like that?" I instantly went into defensive mode, crossing my arms over my chest, when I clocked the looks the two drivers were giving me.

What was this secret meeting for? They could've at least brought me a coffee or something.

"You're acting different, Mija." Carlos was the first to talk.

"A good different, but different." Then Charles.

What did they know?

"I don't know what you're talking about."

They continued to stare at me and then, not even a minute later, Carlos' eyes went wide – if that was even possible.

"Oh my god, you two kissed."

My jaw dropped and Charles gasped. How the fuck did he figure that out?

"And you didn't fucking tell me?" Charles feigned hurt, or maybe the hurt was real, I don't know.

I covered my face with my hands, no use in denying it. Obviously Carlos sees right through me. "Because all we did was talk about our feelings and kiss twice. We're not even dating."

They both went quiet and I grew nervous.

Charles' warm hands tugged mine away from my face so they could see me. And great they looked concerned.

"What do you mean?" He asked the question for the both of them.

I guess it would be helpful to explain. In any other case, two people would've begun dating after confessing their mutual feelings. Yet, for me and Lando, it's been over a week and nothing else has been said about the conversation. Sure, he's still a little touchy, but we haven't mentioned our feelings since my first night in "my" new place.

"I told him I didn't want to risk a relationship right now. The fans already don't like him around me and who knows what Mclaren would say. He agreed with me." I rambled, adding a shrug at the end.

Carlos scoffs, shaking his head. "He definitely doesn't agree, he just wants you to be happy. The man is probably dying inside."

I am too, but a relationship just wouldn't work right now. It can't. No matter how much I want it.

"I mean, I'll give in eventually, but I need to be ready first."

Charles furrowed his brows, "What if he doesn't wait for you?"

I hadn't even thought about that.

"Have you seen Lando?" Carlos slapped Charles' arm. "There's no way he's ever moving on."

I don't know how to take that information.

But, as quick as the two Ferrari drivers stole me away, they disappeared, telling me they needed to get back to their garage before Quali. I took that as my cue to also return back to my team's garage to get ready for Quali, there was no harm in getting more than enough pictures. The Social Media admin really enjoys it when I get plenty of content, she says it makes her job far easier.

Apparently the old photographer didn't get her nearly enough content and it was like pulling teeth trying to get everything she needed.

For no reason in particular, I made a beeline for Lando's driver's room once returning to the garage. I guess it has just been a habit.