ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴍᴇᴛʀʏ || ʟᴀɴᴄᴇ sᴛʀᴏʟʟ

•Chapter number twenty-five•

,,We don't care what them people say
I love it when you don't take no
I love it when you do what you want 'cause you just said so"
Life Of The Party; Shawn Mendes

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,,Привет!" (Hey!) Artem was already waiting for me when I came down.

,,Привет Artem," (Hey Artem) I smiled at him widely. He offered me his arm which I happily accepted.

,,You look gorgeous...it's not like you are not normally, but..." he got lost in his words which made me chuckle at his adorability.

,,I get it don't worry. And thank you," I laughed while we were walking, fresh breeze running all around us. It was warm and beautiful evening in Spielberg, last day before we travel back to Grove and then to Silverstone to our home GP.

,,I almost forgot! Congrats to the win in second race!" I blushed that I didn't congratulate him earlier. Basically whole weekend was great, Lance finished 10th, Charles won feature race and Artem sprint race.

,,Спасибо," he smiled at me and I pulled myself closer to him. I can spend hours just listening him talking Russian.

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,,I have a reservation here on name Markelov." Artem told the waiter standing next to the entrance of plush looking restaurant.

,,I see, table for two. Follow me please," he guided us through the restaurant. I was gazing all around,  enchanted by all the beauty. I feel like this is one of these restaurants for posh divas and people bathing in money. This is something for Chloe, no offense, but she loves these luxury facilities. It's not like I don't like them,but I never know how to dress and I always think that I'm not fancy enough. Like now.

Our table was next to the window. How did he know I love sitting here? He helped me sit and then sat across me. I was looking from the window admiring beautiful mountains in the distance till the waitress came with a menus. After we both ordered glass of water she left, but she didn't forget to wink at him. How surprising.

,,Artem they have pizza here, can we have pizza please please please," my eyes started shining when I noticed my favourite food on the list. Pizza is my guilty pleasure, I could eat it all the time.

,,Why not. Which one do you want?"

,,Hawaiian," I said without doubt, ,,I hope you are not one of these who are saying that pineapple not belong on pizza," I closed the menu and looked at him with suspicious look, ,,I mean...it's their opinion but I don't want to spend whole dinner arguing about fricking pinneaple."