The driver, The Girlfriend and Me

It's not over

There was a knock at the door. A rather loud one that sounded familiar. I'd heard that knock before. It was Jolyons. He had a woman with him whose voice I also recognised. Lauras. I went to pull away from Nico, not realising he hadn't heard. He pulled me back.

"We can go straight in, she doesn't lock the door until late on a night or before she goes to sleep. Just no arguing with her"

"I promise, I won't argue. I want to apolgise more than anything. I feel awful for what I did"

I pulled away from Nico and quickly whispered in his ear.

"Laura, Jolyon, act as if we weren't making out"

He looked at me in a confused fashion as the door opened. I looked as if he was arguing with me.

"What?! How was that my fault?!"

"Your the one who did it!"

"You went along with it!"

"Oh, so it's my fault I'm pregnant?!"

"You shouldn't have gone along with it"

"You should have worn protection!"

"You shouldn't go sleeping around!"

Jolyon gasped at his retort.

"Right mate, I think you should leave" Jolyon said calmly.

"I originally came to apologise, but she won't let me"

"I'm not surprised. The way you acted last night, I don't think anyone would let you"

"Fine then. I'll be going" he slipped a piece of paper into my hand and winked at me.

He took Laura by the hand and they walked out of the room.

"What is his problem" he said.

"I've got no idea"

"Are you okay?"

"I'm pretty tired. I've got really bad jet lag"

"You can go to bed now if you want. I'll come and cuddle you to sleep"

I nodded and smiled. I took a quick look at what the piece of paper was in the bathroom. Before arriving, Nico had quickly scribbled a place and time on it.

Tomorrow, circuit entrance, 5:00 xx

I slipped it into my toiletry bag and thought nothing else of it.

***

"Jolyon" I whispered.

"Hmm...Is it time for FP1 already?"

"No, still a few hours, I just don't feel good"

He sat up and looked at his phone for the time.

"Its seven so it could just be morning sickness"

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that"

"How could you forget?"

"Baby brain! I have an excuse!"

"Am I labelled as forgetful then?" He said with a mock hurt look.

"No! You're labelled as my amazing, sexy boyfriend"

"That's what I like to hear" He said, kissing me passionately.

When we pulled away I went to get ready for FP1.

***

I didn't feel good at all as I sat in the back of the garage. I put my laptop on my knee and my head on the wall behind.