"You gave me something, something to believe in. 'Cause I was just a kid. I was just a kid. How'd it get like this?".
I Was Just A Kid // Nothing But Thieves
"There's my pear!". Giulia exclaimed when the face of her boyfriend appeared on her screen. "Hey, babe". Pierre laughed as he saw her face on his screen too, the elastic wrapper barely holding all of her hair in a bun on top of her head. It wobbled along with her movements and he just loved how she looked that way. "You look adorable, pumpkin". He hummed and kept the smile on his face. "You look sleepy". Giulia mentioned and cocked her head a bit sideways as he laid in bed. "I was about to go to sleep, my flight is returning pretty early tomorrow morning".
It was almost half twelve in Austria, which meant half past eleven for Pierre in Japan, in the evening. "I'm sorry, I was too busy this morning to call you earlier". The Italian explained and Pierre chuckled as he really didn't mind. "You know you can call me at any time, Gules". Giulia raised an eyebrows as he yawned afterwards, yet it made her lips curl up into a smile. "You won the race, I'm so happy for you". She spoke and briefly looked over her shoulder to see how far the race preparations where in the Red Bull pitboxes.
"It felt great too". Pierre grinned at her, taking his time to stare at her face as he hadn't seen her since Thursday. "Why don't you go to sleep? You must be tired". Giulia replied as she didn't want him to tyre himself out. "I'd sleep much better if you were there to cuddle with". Pierre whined and she laughed loudly. "You mean you now don't have someone's back to warm your damn freezing hands on". Pierre's cheeks heated up and he stuttered in protest. "You know I love cuddling you and you warm my hands with love as well".
Pierre blew her a kiss and she knew it was all true. "Have a nice day at the circuit, hmm? Call me whenever you're getting back to Monaco". His voice got more gravely and his eyelids fought the sleep as he hummed a response. "Goodnight, I love you". Giulia waved and he smiled. "I love you too". She ended the FaceTime call and put her phone back in her pocket before wandering through the halls to get back to Daniel's pitbox. "I spotted a pineapple". Daniel teasingly said and wiggled the bun on top of her head. "Don't I look fruity?". Giulia giggled.
"Sure thing, Gules". The Australian chuckled and swung his arms back and forth, stretching his muscles. "Good afternoon, Giulia". Daniel's engineer greeted her and she smiled at him in response. "Good to see you again, Simon". She took her pair of headphones from him and hung them around her neck. Giulia left the two alone so they could speak a bit about the race that was starting soon. The grid was getting busier with the second and they had get the cars there in fifteen minutes. "Are you feeling ready?". Simon asked his driver, who offered a wide grin.
"More than ready, Simon. I'm born ready". Daniel told him and his engineer shook his head with a playful smile. "She puts some more positive energy in you, doesn't she?". Simon asks and Daniel's smile sunk as he thought about who he meant. A rosy colour blossomed up on his cheeks as he got that Simon meant Giulia and he replied with a lazy shrug. "I'm just happy she's around, nothing else. If a guy was my best friend and he'd suddenly show up, would you all act this weirs too?". Daniel cocked and eyebrow at Simon, who took his turn to shrug.
"I don't know, because Giulia is not a guy, she's a beautiful young woman and everyone sees that. Pierre's got his things nicely settles". The Australian rolled his eyes in response as he couldn't think about his best friend like that. Giulia was... Giulia and he didn't think about her in any other way. He shrugged it off and pushed his arms through the sleeves of his dark blue racing overall. He zipped it up to his chin and adjusted the collar before he got his helmet and gloves handed over. Giulia watched from the back how he got into the bolide with a supple move, settling in the seat and his mechanics strapped him into it, locking the straps around him.

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Damage, Inc - [Daniel Ricciardo]
Fanfiction"How much damage can one's soul take before one will surrender?".