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"Why are you smiling like an idiot?" Daniel asked when he looked at Elvira, it made him smile as well. They both walked towards the lift to get to his room.
"I am happy," Elvira smiled. Her cheeks began to hurt, her smile was wide. "I mean, you won. And it came unexpectedly, what is making it even better. I am just so proud of you."
He bit his lip and scanned her face.
"Anyway, I'm sure there will be a party tonight?" She pressed on the button of the right level in the lift.
"Of course," he answered and broke their eye contact. "It's a shame you can't be there," he sighed. "Stop doing that," he hissed and grabbed her wrist from stopping pressing on the button. She smiled proudly, pressing the button of the lift once and wait? No. Pressing as much as possible until it breaks? Yes. "It won't help."
"It will help." Elvira pulled her wrist back and started to press on the button again and again. She leaned against the wall and said: "but you know, Vogue can organise more trips like this and at the same time when there is a race. This is how people should spend their work trip."
"Hmm-hmm."
"Yup."
"Did Blair have a good time?"
"She had." The doors of the lift opened. "She isn't really a fan, she got raised in a soccer family. But now and then she likes it." Elvira moved to the inside of the lift and leaned against the wall again.
Daniel shook his head and looked again at her. "Yeah, I noticed."
A smile captured her lips when her eyes found his. "You won," she whispered.
"I know." The look in his eyes softened, and he threw his arms in the air. He let his body move and started to laugh. "I won." She joined him with dancing like an idiot and started to laugh too. "I fucking won."
They both danced in the lift and clapped in their hands. Elvira stopped and looked at Daniel while she was laughing.
The doors started to close, but Elvira saw people running towards the lift. She pressed a few times on the 'doors open' button. The doors opened again. "See, it works," and pointed at the doors. Daniel stopped dancing and greeted Sebastian neutrally. Elvira couldn't help it, but she busted in laughter again. Daniel looked at her and tried to hide his laugh with a smile.
"Thanks," Sebastian said when he entered the lift with Britta, his PR. They got followed by Nico Hülkenberg, Valtteri Bottas and Carlos Sainz.
"It may have worked now, but..." Daniel pressed his lips into a thin line and shook his head in disappointment. "No." He chuckled and bounced with his leg of excitement. Elvira raised her eyebrow to let him know he needed to be calm.
The guys started to evaluate the race. They were happy for Daniel and the excellent pace his car had.
Elvira bit on the inside of her lip and waited for the lift to arrive at the right floor. She yawned and closed her eyes. She was a terrible sleeper on long flights and was not looking forward to it to sit on a plane for six hours, overnight, but the positive thing was she would arrive at the same time in Paris as she left Shanghai because of the six-hour time difference. It still wasn't great, because that meant a six-hour jet lag and since she had to work tomorrow... No, she wasn't satisfied with this situation. And the fact she wasn't able to go to the party tonight was making it even worse.
Daniel grabbed Elvira's hand and pulled her with him to leave the lift. Elvira opened her eyes and looked confused at Daniel, the lift was already on the right floor? She followed him and ran her hand through her hair.
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Amore Mio ➤ Daniel Ricciardo
Fanfiction'Elvira and Daniel were a special couple together. They were the kind of people who unnoticeably, even for themselves, played the leading role in situations, and if you were with them, you faded away as background players.' The story of the two youn...
