NINE

"So, my mother and my sister have agreed to come with you searching for dresses since I know that your mother couldn't join you."

Jules Bianchi smiled lovingly at his fiancée, watching as she was packing some things in to her hand bag so that she could go wedding dress shopping.

"Yeah, they keep messaging me telling me how excited they are. Your sister created a group chat for the three of us!" Josephine Rankin giggled as she placed her mobile phone in to her bag, which was then followed by her wallet.

Jules felt butterflies forming inside his stomach as his chocolate brown eyes scoured her face and her features, including her smile, whereas his ears mellowed in the sound of her soft laughter.

His plump lips pressed gently against the soft skin on her temple, causing her to lean in to him subconsciously, as his arms instinctively snaked around her waist, melting in to her.

"You're going to be the most beautiful bride and I can't wait to marry you, you know that right?" Jules whispered in to the Australian woman's ear, his lips grazing it as he did so.

"I do." The Rankin woman turned her head to meet his warm and loving gaze, nodding her head at him ever so slightly. "I can't wait to finally call myself Josephine Bianchi."

Jules hummed as he listened, repeating the name repeatedly in his head. "My name suits you. You should keep it."

"I plan on it."

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"How's our guest of honor doing?"

"Better, thank you. Danny gave me a container that was full of food as I got here."

Josephine Rankin smiled gently as she wore all black, whilst walking in to the garage that was being run by a tall Austrian man.

Toto Wolff lifted one of his hands up to gently pat the head of the model, chuckling lightly as his eyes fell upon the clear plastic container that was full of food that seemed to be a salad dish, possibly with some salmon in it too.

"Ah yes, you can always rely on Daniel to bring you things. For my birthday last year, he got me a blanket with his face all over it." Toto smiled as he walked with her, until she made her way to the coffee machine to make herself a warm coffee.

"I once bought my boss a shirt with my face all over it, so expect something similar from me." Josephine grinned, wrinkles forming around her eyes from her smile.

"I will look forward to it. I will be gifting you a life time supply of Mercedes merchandise and clothing." The Wolff man shot her a wink, a smile soon forming on to his own face.

"And I will be gifting you a soft toy in the shape of a Beaver." Valterri Bottas chuckled as he walked in to the conversation, standing beside the Rankin woman as she cowered above him due to her high heeled shoes.

"Oh, in that case I can't wait." Josephine laughed along with the two of them, eyes sparkling in a way that they hadn't seen before.

"Would you like to train with me, Josie? I can provide you with some comfortable clothing, since my girlfriend always leaves spare in my trailer now that she knows you come and visit us." Valterri offered to the brunette, seeing her slowly nodding her head up and down at him, a timid smile on her face.

"Would I fit them?"

"Yes, definitely." Valterri nodded at her once more. "She took your measurements from the Internet, but don't tell her I told you. She wouldn't want you to think that she's a stalker." Valterri breathed a sigh of relief as he noticed her waving her hand dismissively, a friendly smile replacing the timid one.

"Had a few of them in my time, don't worry I won't tell her that she's saving me from doing a workout in black leather trousers."

The Rankin woman followed the Finnish man to his trailer, watching as he carefully took out a gym bag that was filled with female sports clothes.

"I will let you get changed and I will meet you for the workout in let's say, ten minutes?" Valterri smiled as he noticed her nodding her head, quickly walking away so that she could find herself a place to get changed in to the clothes with some privacy.

Josephine slowly opened the bag to remove the clothes from it, pulling the items out and unfolding them to reveal some workout leggings which was clearly part of a set due to them having the same brand logo as the sports bra and top that was there too.

She also noticed the sports jacket that had also been placed with it, presumably just in case that she did not want to show her arms or much skin off.

She quickly pulled the items on, including the sports jackets, followed by a pair of sports trainers that had been in the bag as well, before she turned to look at herself in the mirror.

The clothes weren't quite a perfect match to her size, but they were not far off.

They would have been perfect if she had not lost weight due to not eating and struggling to have an appetite.

Of course, it only happened when she was by herself, because when she was with her friends she would always eat food, even if it wasn't much, but she couldn't quite get out of the habit of not eating for the whole day.

She wondered what was wrong with her.

She grabbed a hair tie from off her wrist, tugging her brown hair back and upwards so that she could tie it back and out of her face, to avoid having it repeatedly hitting her in the face whilst she worked out.

The Rankin woman was forced to squint her eyes as she stared at her reflection, seeing a look of exhaustion on her face, dark circles forming underneath the icy blue of her eyes.

Both of her hands were brought up to her soft face, her palms bouncing off her cheeks as she slapped herself repeatedly in an effort to make herself seem less tired, because she knew that if she could see the tiredness on her face, that others could too.

Her body and limbs were stretched as she leant backwards, her hands on her hips since she needed to stretch her back, though she immediately winced and cringed at the horrible cracking sound that followed since she was always so uptight and rigid.

She clambered her way towards the workout area of the garage, finding the Bottas man waiting for her with an extra bottle of water in his hand for her.

He immediately extended it out to her, smiling as she accepted it with a small thank you, before the two of them made their way to the series of lifting equipment.

"You can lift, I'll just sit back and watch for a bit." Josephine smiled cheekily at the Finnish man, seeing how he rolled his eyes at her before flipping her off with his middle finger.

"You're doing such a great workout." Valterri scoffed playfully at her, his lips twitching up slightly.

"Oh I know I am, it's what I'm good at."

The Australian soon made her way to the pull up bar that was opposite the Mercedes Formula One driver, using the tips of her toes to jump up so that her hands would clasp tightly around the metal bar.

Her muscles clenched as she pulled her body up, until her chin was above the bar, before slowly lowering herself back down until her arms were fully stretched out, her feet still not touching the floor.

She did the same thing over and over and over again, repeating it for as long as she possibly could, until her body and her arms were severely aching, causing her to slowly release the bar from her cast iron grip, landing on her feet on the workout room floor.

She shook her body and aches out, jumping up and down a couple of times to get rid of as much aches, pains and lactic acid as she could, before her feet walked her over to the exercise bikes, which was where Valterri was currently cycling as fast as he could.

Her pace was slow as she began to pedal on the bike, since she didn't want to cause her legs to cramp up and ache within the first couple of seconds, because that would be very embarrassing.

"I'm surprised that I don't see you working out here a bit more often. It's nice to have a workout buddy that isn't Lewis." Valterri smiled as he turned his head over towards her so that he could face her as he spoke to her.

"Esteban signed me up for a gym membership with him, so I mainly workout with him, suffer and then have to recover when ever it is that I'm here, but if I magically find more energy to work out with you as well, I will definitely do it and let you know." Josephine smiled, though it turned quickly in to a grimace as she began to feel the burn from the pedalling on the exercise bike.

"He's clearly not given up hope for a seat next season then, has he? How is he? Is he doing alright?" Valterri questioned with intrigue, since he did like the Ocon man and felt sorry for him that he had lost his seat at the end of the previous season.

"Yeah, Estie is good! He's uh, very French." The brunette spoke with raised eyebrows and a soft smile, making the blonde man that was beside her to laugh along with her.

"You make it sound like you hate the French." Valterri laughed, leaning his head back so that it rested on his shoulders as he did so.

"Oh no, j'aime the French, but some times, he needs to understand that I am not a giant ball of energy all of the time. I need a coffee in me, first thing in the morning, not Esteban sitting on my sofa in my living room wanting to, as he says, 'go and explore the beautiful day.'"

"Have you met Pierre? He's practically the same as him, which is why I still don't get why they don't like each other." Valterri immediately frowned as the words left his lips, trying to think of a logical explanation.

"Ah yes, Pierre is a ball of sunshine, I've known him since he was a young teenager." Josephine smiled as she reminisced.

"Does he get on your nerves too?"

"He used to. When I met Charles for the first time, he was with Pierre, who would not stop throwing popcorn at me." Josephine smiled, remembering the young and teenage faces of her nephew and godson, along with his friend.

"Did he stop eventually?"

"Yeah, I grabbed the popcorn bucket and threw it all at him." The woman's giggles sounded once again as she remembered the shocked face of the Gasly boy.

"No! My popcorn!"

Pierre Gasly complained in a high pitched voice, trying to scoop up what he could from the ground with his hands.

"Let's what you get, mon chou, when you annoy adults. We don't mess around when it comes to popcorn. Do we mon chouchou?"

Josephine questioned, watching as one French boy frowned, his arms folding across in front of his chest, whereas one Monégasque grinned.

"No, we don't!"

Charles Leclerc grinned, his voice sounding slightly too happy at how his godfathers partner had called him her favorite even though it was the first time that he was meeting her.

"Why is he your favorite? Why can't I be?"

Pierre frowned, because whilst he was in his mid to late teens, he still did not like being second favorite, especially from the model that was Josephine Rankin.

"Because I already a have a favorite French person." The Australian laughed, reaching out one of her hands so that the love of her life could grab a hold of her hand and squeeze it.

"But you can be her second favorite French person, Pierre. I kind of have to be her favorite, so really you're the number one choice." Jules Bianchi chuckled, using his hand to pat the Gasly boy on his shoulder.

"I'm her favorite Monégasque!" Charled cheered, raising both of his hands up in to the air.

"Then Arthur, then Lorenzo, even though I haven't met them yet." Josephine laughed, winking at the young Leclerc.

Charles frantically shook his head from side to side before he raised his voice, shouting out loudly.

"But they stink!"

The model released a loud and dramatic gasp, using her other hand, the one that wasn't holding the hand of Jules, to clutch at her chest near to where her heart was.

"Don't make me put you at the bottom of the list  young man!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

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A/N

Once again, this gets an update!

I've got inspiration for this one, so it's getting the most updates at the moment.

But I'm working on the other ones too!

What do you think of this one?

Please go and check out all of my other books, because I feel like they deserve some love and some comments

Also once again, please go and check out my meet my ocs books, because you can meet all of my characters there and meet the future ones too, (in the 2nd and 3rd books)

Anyway, I hope that you all enjoy this chapter and this book and I'll see you all soon for the next chapter

I'm so proud of all of you, my loves

Love you all,

-RUBY