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'You see that, Ava? Pole position!' Lewis exclaims. You couldn't be happier for your cousin.
'Yes! Well done Lewis, congra-' you say as he is being yanked away by an interviewer.
"Lewis, how do you feel about your pole position? What are your predictions?"
You quietly back away from him to leave him alone with the press. You felt a bit sad, because he never has time for you, because there's always something that gets in the way.
You get snapped out of your thoughts by the feeling of a pair of hands on your shoulders. You turn around to see the excited young Brit standing behind you.
'I got P8! In my very first qualifying!' he squeals. His face lights up entirely.
'I noticed that, you did great! I'm proud of you.' You tell him.
'You are?'
'Of course I am, silly! Why wouldn't I be?' you ask.
'I don't know. I'm just this kid in a big man's world, and we barely know each other.'
'Well... Let's change that!' I suggest and he smiles.
'You want to grab lunch together?' he asks.
'You mean, like right now?' you ask him and he nods, confirming your question. You were free, and you loved the idea of having to spend the rest of the day with Lando. 'Sure, why not?'
***
'I told you they had the best panini's here' Lando tells you while you take your second bite of your meal. It felt like an explosion of flavors in your mouth, and you loved every single bit of it. The young lad seemed to have noticed that, and he laughs.
'Why are you laughing?' you ask him, after you finished your bite.
'Oh, it's nothing.' He tells you, still smiling. The way the brit looked at you made your heart melt in a whole new kind of way. You've never experienced this feeling before, but right now, all you know is that you don't ever want to stop feeling this feeling.
