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A WEEK LATER.

Juliette and Charles had really minimal interactions ever since they almost kissed. Juliette decided to leave the Nice early and instead, went to go visit her mom, instead of vice versa.

It was now time for the French Grand Prix. One of Juliette's home races.

She was even more anxious than usual. She wanted to do the best she could, and impress her people.

Surprisingly, F1 had partnered up with Paris Saint-Germain, and had invited some of the team to the Grand Prix.

Meaning that Neymar would be watching. Which made Juliette feel a little better. Marquinhos and Thiago Silva were also coming as well, along with Kylian Mbappe and a few others.

She was familiarized with the team, and met most of them. Though PSG wasn't a team she supported (Juliette was a hardcore Liverpool fan), she appreciated the messages that they had sent her a few days prior to the race.

Juliette had just finished up a quick conversation with her physiotherapist, and was now wandering around the Ferrari hospitality.

Her race suit was tied around her waist, her chalky white fireproofs stuck to her torso. Her hair was braided into two french braids.

She had about an hour and a half until the race, and as usual she finished prepping early. Charles was doing so pre-race interviews, so she was alone for the mean time.

Juliette decided to walk around the paddock, her phone in hand. This Grand Prix was during the evening, so there were a ton of bright lights scattered around the paddock, which made Juliette cringe at the harshness of some of them.

Juliette then looked up, to see Neymar and Thiago walking towards her, a smile on their faces.

"Juli!" Thiago exclaimed, wrapping her in a hug. Juliette laughed at his enthusiasm, before hugging Neymar as well.

"Is Bruna here?" Juliette questioned. Neymar shook his head. "Não. She's in Spain doing a shoot."

Juliette nodded. Thiago spoke up. "How's F1? I haven't been able to catch up with you in a while."

Juliette smiled. "It's been good, I'm so glad you guys are here, I wouldn't know what to do without the support."

"Who said I'm gonna support you?" Neymar rose a brow. Juliette scoffed. "You better, before I leak that hideous photo of you with dread locks-"

Neymar covered her mouth with his hand, Juliette glared at him and wacked his hand off of her. "Why are your hands warm?"

Neymar furrowed his brows. "Why type of question is that?"

Thiago chuckled at their shenanigans. "We're gonna head off. I'll be rooting for you!"

"Obrigada! Wish me luck." [Thank you] Juliette exclaimed, as the two Brazilians walked off to the paddock club.

Juliette continued to stroll around a little more. She responded to a few DM's on her instagram. A light smile on her face as she read a heartfelt message from her mother.

She then bumped into somebody, she stumbled back, as the person gently grabbed her arm, stabling her balance.

The Bianchi glanced up. Her eyes meeting someone she didn't expect.

Antoine.

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CHARLES' POV:

I had just finished up my pre-race interviews. It was quite boring, they all asked similar questions, which wasn't eventful.

For the past few days, I couldn't stop my mind from lingering towards her. How her hands gripped onto my hair, how she stared up at me. How her rosy cheeks got even more rosier.

That interaction was truly unforgettable. But unfortunately, I haven't seen her more than a few times since then. Which saddened me.

Although, I couldn't help but wonder, what would've happened if we did kiss?

A million possibilities wavered through my mind. And It just made me even more frustrated. I couldn't sit here and keep wondering of unlikely possibilities.

I needed advice. But from who?

Pierre was an absolute heartbreaker. So no.

Lando was mentally a 5 year old. So another no.

A smiley Aussie sprouted into my mind. He was basically cupid but in human form. So, I decided that he would be the best bet.

He was always around the paddock, so I decided to start there and look for him.

I glanced down to my watch. I had an hour and a half till the race would start. I had about enough time.

I quickly made my way out of the Ferrari garage, I adjusted the hat on my head, so my eyes would be shielded from the fluorescent lights the illuminated through the dark paddock.

I lightly hummed to myself, as I continued to search for Daniel.

Who knew it would be this hard to find the loudest driver in the grid?

I sighed, as I turned the corner, and walked near the paddock club area.

That's when I saw it. My gaze hardened, as I saw Antoine and Juliette talking.

My jaw twitched, as I felt my heart drop down to my stomach.

What in the world?

I didn't know why. I didn't know what got into me, but I walked over toward them. My head high, and my chin up.

"Hello." I spoke up, my tone professional. I kept my face soft, yet stern. Antoine shot me his classic grin. "Ah, Bonsoir Charles! How are you?"

"Could be better." I stated. Juliette cleared her throat. "How about we talk after the race? It's about to start, and I need to go prepare."

A lie.

She already had done prep, I was with her. Juliette obviously wanted to separate the two of us.

"Of course. Juli, I'll come find you." He sent her a wink, as a small blush rose on her cheeks. She smiled politely. He bid her goodbye, as she returned the gesture.

"What was that?" I asked, quite boldly. Juliette rose a brow. "How am I supposed to know? He just popped out of no where-"

"Why did you keep talking to him then?" I pushed further. Juliette sighed. "Charles. I'm done with arguing. Come find me when you're sane, and calm. I'm not letting anyone ruin my first home race, let alone you." A small frown replaced her previous polite smile, as she left me standing.

I sighed, rubbing my hands over my face.

What the fuck am I supposed to do now?

"Trouble in paradise?" A voice was heard from behind me.

I was met by the vibrant smile of Daniel Ricciardo, his brows wiggling, as he nodded his head towards Juliette, who was walking away.

"Now, you decide to show up?" I groaned, earning a laugh from the Aussie, as I continued. "Your timing is shit."

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COMMENTS

@user1: omg juliette has bereal??

@user2: the most random trio ever but i love it

@isabellesantos: how about me??
- @danielricciardo: and me?
- @pierregasly: and me?
- @brunamarquenize: and me?
- @landonorris: and me?
- @juliettebianchi: literally all of u stfu and stop spamming me ( except you mãe you're the only exception 🤗🤗 )

@lewishamilton: tell ney to come watch the race in the mercedes garage
- @juliettebianchi: literally no bc he watched the race in your garage LAST grand prix, its my turn now😒😒
- @neymarjr: omg i love this, keep fighting over me🤪
- @juliettebianchi: @lewishamilton ... y'know what you can have him
- @lewishamilton: no thanks, his ego is too big, it won't even fit in the garage😁
- user3: IM CRYING

@psg: best brazilian trio!🇧🇷
- @marquinhos: i'm offended

@k.mbappe: good luck! ❤️
- @juliettebianchi: merci 🫶

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