last night after dropping my dad to his hotel , i came back here to mine. when i came back none of the drivers were in view. but guess who was ? lando. yeah that jerk. as usual we had a tiring argument and then we were back in our rooms .
of course i did not sleep , i knew if i slept for long i would have a nightmare.....its better like this, no matter how tired i feel.
i watched movies all night and then at six i left for the paddock where i trained for about two hours.
i was now eating breakfast. i suddenly saw my dad and all the negativity disappeared.
"hey dad !" i said excited
"hey....did you sleep good ?" he asked. no i did not dad , i was too scared. but of course i could not tell him that.
"yeah i did....how about you?" i asked
"good....i can see you are nervous for the quali .....you have been thinking too much about it , right ?" how does he see right through me ?
"i- a little yeah....it just-its just what if i dont get good results this time ? i finished 6th on the first on and crashed on literally the second one....what if-" i was speaking when dad cut me off
"do you know how much a 6th position means ? and the crash was not your fault darling , you were a passenger to it..." he said
"dad i get it- thank you....i will do my best today" i said with a soft genuine smile
"thats the spirit...now go get ready" he said
"yeah....bye dad"
"bye"
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i got ready in the jumper and as i was making my way to the garage as i bumped into someone. Lando. ughhhh. whyy ????????
i tried to ignore him and get past him but as i was going he grabbed my hand and pulled me back.
i just stared at him with annoyed eyes.
"what do you want lando ?" i asked. annoyence clear in my voice as i spoke.
"just try not to crash this time" he said
"since when do you care ? wouldn't you be happy if i got hurt ?" i said with a rude tone and his smirking face turned serious and his jaw clenched.
"oh no i dont care....you know , every time you crash a car....it costs money" he said rudely
"as if i didn't already know.....now let me go bye" i said and left avoiding further argument.
i was in the garage now. my mood was worse than before.
i was in the car now
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"SAARA ITS A P4 ! great job ! very good ! so proud !" i heard though the radio. P4 ? what the actual fuck ? wow !
"YESSS....FUCK YES ! LETS GO ! GREAT JOB EVERYONE , THANK YOU ! FUCK , LETS GO !" i yelled out of happiness.
i was so fucking excited. i got out of the car and hugged the engineers and zak.
i saw my dad standing and hugged him tight. he patted my back.
"i cant tell you how proud i am saara.....great job" he said while i was still hugging him
"thanks dad ....i love you" i finally pulled back.
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i had just changed into a McLaren hoodie and some pants as i got out of the motorhome to congratulate the other drivers.
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Fanfiction"I hate you so fucking much" she said in a low voice. "I hate you more than you could imagine" he whispered again. "I am so in love with you Lando" I said as I rested my forehead against his. "I am so in love with you too , and I hate it that we al...
