Fight

P. Twenty eight

LUNA
'You need to make it go away.' Confused I turn to Daniel. Lola just opened the door for him and is now back in the bathroom, leaving us alone in the room. What is he talking about? What do I need to make disappear? He points at the purple/red spots in his neck. I giggle.
'I can't and you know that.' I smirks. What's on his mind? Something not good, I know that. I can see it in his eyes.
'I'm gonna make yours so much worse.' I bite my lip.
'You are?' He nods.
'But not his weekend.' He pulls me closer, his hands resting on my butt. I hold on to my own fingers behind his neck.
'You got allot of comments?' He shrugs. It was press day and there are always people straight to the point.
'I got a couple, but I saw them all starring.' I smile. That's so funny. 'So if you're gonna watch one of my interviews and I tell them I'm just messing around with a girl, know that's you.' Aw. Sweet.
'Watching your interviews? I never watch your interviews. You watch mine?' I mess around. But he doesn't know.
'I wanna admire your beauty when you're not with me.' I feel myself blush. 'I really thought you watched mine, admiring my beauty,' he says still a bit confused and joking. I smile.
'Of course I watch your stupid interview.'
'Good.' He kisses me. His goofy ness makes me smile when I feel down.
'It's gonna bring you luck,' I say after I pulled back.
'We'll see.'

All of a sudden I feel someone touching the back of my car. I move more to my right. 'Where did he come from? I didn't saw him.' Why didn't they told me a pink car was coming my way? Looking in my back mirror I see the car still making circles. 'Is he alright?' Not that it was a big crash, he did lost his front wing I think. I make the turn loosing sight of the car. A yellow flag.
'He's alright.' My car again makes a weird move. A flat tire. Shit. 'Box, box, box.' Didn't figured that out yet.

I get out of the car once I'm back in the pits. 'What happened there? Why didn't you told me he was coming?' I ask Pierre.
'Sorry, I thought I already said Stroll was next, but apparently I didn't. Sorry stupid mistake.' I touch him once on his back.
'It's ok. I'm back in a second, I have high need.' I walk to the toilets.

'Do you see it as work?' I swallow my food.
'Racing?' She nods. No one really ever asked me that question. 'Not really actually. Sometimes press or other things that come with do, but when I'm in the car it's gone. And it's nothing when I used to work in a restaurant or all the other jobs I've done. Not even close.' It's because I love racing so much. And every weekend is different, nothing is the same. 'What about you working with the kids?' Lola shakes her head.
'I love it. I don't wake up with the thought oh here we go again. The kids are so smart that's unbelievable,' she talks about them with pride. Like they are her baby's and I'm sure to her it feels like that. But I'm happy she's here for a little while again. Well a little while, a whole year and a half. She's planning on going back 2021. She wants to earn some money again first. 'You remember Noel?' The man she met last week.
'Of course I do.' I have no clue what he looks like but according to Lola he's hot.
'He wants to go on a date with me.' My smile grows.
'And?' She shrugs blushing a little. 'You can always try and if it doesn't go well than he's not the one.' She nods. 'I wanna know what he looks like.' She grabs her phone.
'Okay, Okay.' With a big smile she is busy on her phone.
'Hello lady's.' Kala sits down with a play with food.
'Hi.' Lola and I say at the same time, but Lola doesn't look up from her phone. 'She's busy with her future boyfriend.' This time she looks up.
'Not my future boyfriend.'
'We'll see about that,' I say with a smirk on my face. Kala smiles.

I wrap my hair in a quick bun. 'I'm gonna go to Daniel.' I look at Lola through the mirror.
'Okay.'
'Don't stay up.' I grab the room key.
'I wasn't planning on. Don't forget to set your alarm.' Smiling I leave the room. I qualified good today 13th, that's not bad. I knock on the dark brown door. Not much later Daniel opens the door.

Daniel his lips on my neck. I push him away. 'You can't. You wouldn't. It will look suspicious.' Disappointed he looks at me, but he knows it's the truth. I bite my lip. But I can add some. I move one leg over his body, sitting on top op him. He places his hands on my hips. I slowly start to move my hips. I move my head to his muscular neck. Kissing and sucking his soft skin.
'Luna,' he softly moans.

'Something happened last night.' I apply eyebrow gel to my eyebrows. Lola waits for me to continue talking. 'He asked me to be his girlfriend.' I don't know why I'm so happy about it. Maybe because it confirms it? Yeah that's probably it. We're boyfriend girlfriend now. We've been dating for almost 4 months and we're finally a couple. Don't know why it took so long.
'Congratulations. I love seeing you so happy again.' I smile at Lola. Yeah I'm legit happy again.

Smiling while shaking my head I read Daniel his text. I love your ass in those jeans. I slip my phone back in my pocket. 'Daniel has been busy this week,' I say to Pierre who laughs.
'Yeah that's for sure.' I see Charles looking at me. I raise one eyebrow. Smiling he shakes his head softly.
'You're unbelievable,' he whispers. Not hear-able for anyone else. I have to play it like this. I'm glad Charles is playing along.
'Don't you dare Charles.' I touch his cheek two times, not too harsh but still he flinches.
'Charles?' He questions out loud. I never use his actual name.
'Who are you and what did you do to Lune, or should I call you Luna.' Smiling I shake my head. I walk away. Signing things for the kids. I'm glad there aren't gird girls anymore, or if there was a grid man for me I wouldn't mind. Just kidding, I wouldn't replace Daniel for anyone else. Plus I've always had a grid girl in front of the car

Out of the blue I get launched up in the air. Everything happens so fast. My body shaking in the seat. Everything in front of me moves so quickly I can't even see what's going on. A hard impact and my sight is gone.

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