Despacito • Marcus Armstrong

Come to Bahrain

It was race weekend! Marcus was already in Bahrain for the first of two weekends there and he still had Callum's question in his head "... as friend or as future girlfriend?". He was really enjoying talking to the girl, especially since they started facetiming. But Marcus was afraid to catch feels; he never got into a relationship since he became formula driver, and he wanted to be with someone that cared for him, not someone who was with him only for the fame.

Not that Tita seemed like that, but he just didn't want to be hurt.

- Hey, Armstrong. - Lundgaard, Marcus' teammate, said, finding him sitting on the couch, starring off into space. - Everything's okay?

- It's nothing, don't worry.

- You sure? - he insisted.

- Yeah, it's just lady trouble. Something I have to take off my head before quali.

- I have some free time if you want to talk about it.

- So, I have been talking with this girl for two weeks;  we are really getting along, and I asked Callum and Gianluca if I should invite her to Bahrain next week, which Callum questioned "as friend or future girlfriend". I'm still trying to find the answer.

- Do you like her?

- I don't know, I barely know her. I mean, we've been talking and we've become closer, but I guess I'm just a bit apprehensive.

- Go for it, man. You have nothing to lose. But if you want an answer and want to know what she wants, make things more obvious with her.

- Chris is right. - Callum interupted them - If you want the girl, you have to make it happen. And, Marcus, don't forget we have to be in Ferrari in half an hour.

Marcus nodded and decided to use that spare time to call Tita.

- Hey, what's up? - he greated the girl when she picked up.

- Not much, I got home from classes, and I'm waiting for F2 quali. Shouldn't you be doing something, instead of facetiming me?

- Actually, I had some time, and I thought I could get a good luck wish. - he pouted, which made her laugh

- You don't need luck, Marcus. You are the best F2 pilot, right? - she teased him and he pretended to be mad. - Alright, I guess I can wish you good luck just because.

- Gotta say that I love it to have you wish me good luck - Tita blushed with the boy's words but she tried to cover it and was glad when he decided to change the subject - By the way, I have something I want to ask you.

- Shoot it!

- Come to Baharain.

A few seconds passed and before the girl could react, Marcus was talking again.

- Oh, this actually didn't sound like a question, more like a request but I wanted you to come see me at the next race, the last of the season.

- Watch the race?