I finished my conversation with Max and fell asleep shortly after. I woke up at the usual time I had been waking up these past days and washed my face. I did my skin care and curled my hair.

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I laughed at his response and went down for breakfast. Today was the exciting day of the weekend and I knew it would barely give me time to eat at the track.

I finished breakfast and Liza texted me she had to leave early to do some emergency last minute details so I took a car by myself. The car dropped me off at the entrance and I found the team at our usual spot. Liza gave everyone the run down for the day and everyone went separate ways for the moment meanwhile the race began.

Liza and I went to get some coffee and we sat at a table. I was telling her about some work report I had to do when I got back, when I realized she was definitely not hearing a single word I said but instead she was staring at someone behind me. I turned around, the first person I saw was Lando talking to someone from his team.

"Oh" I said. "Oh!" This time a little harder.

She snapped her view at me, scared I caught her. She narrowed her eyes at me, almost like a warning. I narrowed my eyes back at her.

"Lando!" I shouted. Liza immediately ran her foot into my shin. "Holy fuck"

I grabbed onto my leg in pain. "You bitch!" She said.

I grinned as I saw a blue suit approach us. "Olivia! I didn't see you yesterday"

"Yeah, busy day" I smiled at him. "This is Liza, remember her?"

"Yes, from the interview we had. Nice to see again"

Liza was the colour of the Ferrari car by this point. "Yeah, nice to see you again" She stumbled a little with her words. I hadn't seen her like this yet, this was great.

"Well, I was wondering if you could do me a favor. I have to run really quick to do something and I don't want to just leave Liza here all alone. Do you have time to finish your coffee with her?" I stood up from my chair grabbing my things, Liza's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Yeah, I have a couple of minutes" I smiled and quickly uttered my goodbyes and almost ran out of there. God, I'm a great matchmaker. Call me Cupid.

I walked down by the trailers and suddenly I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist from behind and spin me around. For a second I thought it was Charles but when I looked down at the sleeves of the suit it was a black one so I knew it was Max.

"Max!" I turned around and hugged him. "Hey, good luck today!"

"Thank you! I just wanted to see you before I got lost in the chaos" My heart warmed a little bit at the same time alarm bells went off. Part of me knew that Max liked me a little and I feel responsible that I've let it go on knowing that things with Charles were still kind of messy and they were uncharted territory.

Before I could say anything, I heard someone yell his name. Two guys in a RedBull shirt motioned him that it was time to go.

"I have to go, Liv. Maybe I run into you after the race" I smiled and he ran off with his team.

People began cheering from the stands and people began running hectic all around, the race was close to beginning. In the middle of the crowds of photographers, mechanics and reporter I managed to find Liza.

"Remind to kill you when we get out of there" She said after I joined her side.

"How did it go?" She smiled and looked down trying to have her hair cover her smile. "Oh my god, you do have a crush on him"

"Shut up! It was good, he was very nice. We talked about how we both where born in Bristol"

"See! It wasn't nearly as bad as you thought! I think you to could definitely hit it off" We walked over to the area where we watched the race. So many people surrounding each car, moving everything into place, making sure everything was good to the last minute. Shortly after, the formation lap began and when it was over, cars began lining up according to their position from yesterday.

The whole track went silent when the lights came on.

It's light out and away we go.

The cars began speeding off, using the initial start to overtake and gain as many positions as possible to ensure their place at the head of the grid during the first laps. Charles' car gained a few positions and he was doing everything to compensate for qualifying. 40 laps in and he was in P4, the nerves began kicking in.

49 laps down and Charles was in P2, fighting for the win with Max. The thought made me nervous, I really wished Max a great race but I also wanted to see Charles hold his second trophy win in a row. They did one more lap and this was the final chance for Charles to overtake him and win it all. I bit my lip and grabbed Liza's arm. I'm sure I was cutting of her circulation.

I watched in the ginormous screen as Max lost control of his back tires and the car spun once. Charles pushed the car and passed him at which point the Max's car had spun in the right way for him to recover from the spin and stay on track. Max was hot on his heels when by a matter of less than a second, Charles went by the checkered flag being waved.

I screamed and began jumping up and down as I hugged Liza. He did it.

The cars did one more cool off lap before Charles parked his car by the P1 sign and jumped off his car cheering. I loved seeing him this happy.

He ran off to his team who were standing behind the fence and they all screamed and cheered for him hugging him. I watched on the screen with a wide smile on my face. Once he hugged everyone and thanked them, I saw him running off the screen.

I saw him running through the media, them taking million pictures as he rushed by and he was heading my way. Confusion filled me as he got closer. He quickly took his helmet off and held it in his hands, he was still wearing his balaclava. When he finally reached me and before I could get a word out, he lifted me off the floor and kissed me in front of everyone.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and I heard a million clicks of cameras as he spun me around twice. He finally set me down on the floor, I was so shocked I held on a little onto his arm for balance.

I thought we were supposed to go slow and he just revealed our unlabeled relationship to the whole world. I catched my breath.

"I'm sorry, I had to do it" He said smiling from ear to ear.

I was just about to reply when I saw from a distance Max watching us and walking away after I noticed him. Fuck.

"I did it!" He cheered. I hugged him again trying to process everything around me.

"You did it!" I finally said. "Congratulations!"

He hugged me hard once more and told me he had to run back but he was going to text me when he could.

I stood there in shock for a couple of seconds. Liza grabbed my arm and pulled me away as she noticed photographers swarming me a little, trying to ask a few questions I was not paying any notice to.

She dragged me along to a corner.

"Breathe" she said. "You have to go back out there to do interviews in a second so breathe. Don't freak out"

"Don't freak out?" I tan my hand on my hair. "He just kissed me, in front of thousands of people"

I took a deep breath. "I don't even know what we are? Is he my boyfriend now?"

"I guess" she shrugged. "But hey Liv, you like him. Things are good between you, he's a good one"

I took one final deep breath. I did like him, I knew eventually people would know about us but I thought that was when he would ask me to be his girlfriend. I paced around a little before closing my eyes and bit my lip.

I opened them and it was go time. "Let's go"

We went by through the crowd and found the stop where the crew was set up behind the barrier to the drivers. Drivers began appearing and it was time to put a big smile and do this.

We managed to do six post race interviews, including some of the most important line Hamilton, Lando, Vettel who had crashed. We decided that was enough for this, there was no way Max would even come close to me let alone to interview him.

The crew packed up and we went back to the hotel. I began packing my bags as my flight left tonight at 10. I took a quick showered to take off everything from the race and to hop on the plane clean. I changed into airport clothes and there was a knock on the door.

I opened and Charles hugged me and kissed me. I let him in and I stayed in his embrace. He rested his chin on the top of my head.

"I'm sorry, I know we promised to take things slow but in that moment all I wanted was to share it with you" He apologized.

"It's okay, we'll figure it out. I'm glad I could share your joy today" I could hear his heartbeat.

"We are all over instagram in the F1 world" He said laughing, feeling the vibrations from his voice.

"I know, I figured" I muttered. "Does this mean I'm your girlfriend?" I laughed.

He broke the embrace and laughed. "You are" He placed a kiss on my lips.

"I like that" I stood on my fingers to reach his for another kiss. "We won't see each other for another two weeks"

"I know baby. Let's enjoy what we have" He kissed me and signaled me with his hands to wrap my legs around his torso. I did and he walked over to the bed and carefully placed me on my back. We broke the kiss for a second for him to take his shirt and almost ripping mine.

We enjoyed the last hours I had left with him and race week was over. Boy, had Baku been a rollercoaster.

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author's note
Hii:) I hope you all have a wonderful week! What are your thoughts on today's sprint race? Do you like? I thought I would hate it more but I feel like there isn't a necessity for it:( still P4 for Charles and I think at this point I would sell my soul for a Charles podium