Cold Hearted (Formula One)

8 - The Date

A note about chapter 8:

~ The dress shown in the media above is Amelia's final outfit choice. I imagine her as having the same length and colour of hair as in the picture but not the same style, however if you dislike the outfit/hair choice you can imagine it as you wish.

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It was safe to say Sebastian impressed on the couple's first get-together, which is why Amelia found herself getting ready for her date an hour before it, her best friend helping her over Skype.

"He said smart-casual, but more casual," Amelia said, looking through her wardrobe, "how am I supposed to know what that means?"

Kara laughed, lying down on her bed, "something like a casual dress, or a skirt and a t-shirt."

Amelia brought out a few options, showing them to Kara.

"Try on the second option?" she asked. The second option was a burgundy, bardot style top, with denim shorts. Amelia moved out of view from the phone camera, and quickly got changed.

The girl pulled a face as she looked in the mirror, and so did Kara when she saw it.

"What about the white dress?"

Amelia pulled it on, and immediately felt a lot better about it.

"That's the one!" said Kara, as her best friend stood in front of the camera again. Amelia nodded in agreement, and turned towards the mirror.

At that moment, Amelia heard Andrew shout something to Kara, but was unable to hear exactly what he said.

"I've got to go, the wedding planner is here," Kara said, frowning, "go to your brothers, or put some makeup on or something, whilst you wait."

"Yeah, will do," Amelia sighed, picking up her phone from where it was propped up on a table, "have fun!"

A grin spread across Kara's face, "I will!"

With that, Amelia hung up and threw her phone across the bed. She stood up and walked to her dresser, where she started applying her makeup.

A knock on the door disturbed her from applying the last coat of mascara.

"Entra!" she shouted, and in came her father.

{Come in!}

"Ciao, il mio tesoro," he said, standing behind his daughter in the mirror, his hands resting on her shoulders, "Sei bellissima."

{Hello, my treasure}
{You look beautiful}

"Grazie, papà," she replied, with a smile.

"Matteo tells me you're going out with Sebastian Vettel?" Leonardo asks, eyebrows raised. Amelia mentally sighs - her brother will do anything to cause her more trouble.

"Sì," she replied shortly.

"Well, just be careful, piccola," the father said, running his fingers through her long hair.

"Of course," she answered, powdering her face one last time, "Seb will be here any minute, you should go."

Leonardo hesitated, but stepped back.

"Divertiti," he told her, with a little smile. She raised her eyebrows - he'd never been so relaxed with previous men she'd been on dates with.

{Have fun}

"Lo farò," she said, and with that, he left.