Mechanic To Master (An F1 Fanfic) {Under Re-writing}

Lewis Says He's Sorry, I Don't Forgive Him

I pulled up in Jamie's parking lot, irritation the only thing I was feeling.

I turned off the engine and pushed open the door, getting out.

I barged into the bar, some drunk guy hollered at me, I ignored him, heading straight towards the bar.

"Hey! You must be Kim! Can I get you something?"

"Yes. Lewis?"

Alex pointed to the most private booth in the place.

"There he is."

"Thanks, I'm going to go get him."

I headed towards the booth, and sure enough there was Lewis, sitting with his head in his hands.

"Lewis, get up. I'm getting you out of here."

Lewis' head shot up, his eyes were puffy and bloodshot, like he had been crying. He must have spent the whole evening here, I realised.

"Kim?"

"Hurry up, please Lewis."

Lewis jumped up and hugged me.

"I'm so, so sorry, Kim. I'm so sorry. I didn't know, I didn't care. I acted like I fool. I never came to check on you, I never called, I behaved so stupidly. I am so so sorry. Please..."

I wrapped my arms around Lewis.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. It's fine. I'm alive aren't I? And you're here right now. That's all that matters. You apologising means the world to me, but I'm not forgiving you yet. You have to earn that."

Lewis pulled back, nodding.

"I'm so sorry."

"So am I."

~~~~~~

I pushed the door open, and walked inside followed by Lewis.

"You may have to take the couch, Lewis. Everyone's at my place. There isn't any other place to sleep."

Lewis shook his head.

"I don't want to sleep. Let's watch TV together or something. I want to make up for all the time I spent away from you."

I chuckled.

"Lewis, don't be ridiculous, you need to sleep. We can always catch up later."

"No. I'm not feeling like sleeping."

I sighed.

"Fine."

I led him to the sitting room.

"Wait, are all my old clothes still here? I have to change."

I nodded, just realising he was still in his suit.

"Great, gimme a minute."

Lewis ran upstairs to get changed while I searched for a movie.

About 5 minutes later, he walks back downstairs in his old pajamas.

I patted the couch beside me, and Lewis grinned, plopping down.

"So, what are we watching?"

"Hobbs and Shaw."

I pressed play and the movie started.

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After the movie, I checked my watch. It was almost 7 in the morning!

I twisted to stretch, but realised I couldn't move.

Lewis had fallen asleep on me.

I sighed. So much for not feeling like sleeping!

"Morning!"

I twisted my head to see Charles standing in the doorway, looking fresh and bright.

"Hey, Charles! Sleep well?"

He grinned.

"Yep! But, I think someone slept better."

He motioned to Lewis.

I rolled my eyes.

"It's a long story. Wait a second."

I gently slapped Lewis.

"Wake up, you moron!"

Lewis jerked awake, almost taking my nose off in the process.

"You fell asleep on me."

"Whoops, sorry. Is my tooth brush still here? Can I go brush my teeth?"

"Everything of yours is till here. Just go. And use Papa's bathroom! Let Addie and Arthur use mine."

Lewis nodded and left, greeting Charles on the way out.

"You know Lewis?"

I nodded.

"Was he your boyfriend or something? Did you guys live together?"

I choked.

"No! Oh my god! No!"

I shook my head, frantically.

"He's just a friend. He knew my grandfather."

"Oh."

"Yep. Want some breakfast?"

"Sure. Pancakes for everyone!"

I laughed.

"Let's go!"