Part 4 | The Track

I left early in the morning, I left a message to Mike and then I walked back to my own room.

I showered and got dressed in work out clothes before going for a morning run, I couldn't sleep if I tried, so I ran to keep my mind off everything.

I ran for about an hour, then I headed back to the hotel.

I showered and got dressed, I checked my phone as I made my way down to get breakfast.

A whistle made me look up and I saw Arthur. My smile widened and I ran up to him and pulled him into a bone crushing hug.

He laughed before lifting me a little, he squeezed me back before putting me down. "Where are you going?" He asks.

"Breakfast, want to join?" I ask and he nods, we stop by his room first and he throws his bags in there and then we take the elevator down.

"Tell me everything, who was that dude?" Arthur asked excitedly.

"His name is Mike, we've been hanging out for the last two days. He's sweet" I said and smiled a bit, I didn't quite feel the spark yet, but I'm sure it can be developed.

"Ohh, are you interested?" Arthur asks and I shrug. "He's fun" I say and he eyes me with a glare to his eyes.

"He's fun? That's all? Riding elevators are fun, do you like him? Does he do anything for you?" Arthur asks and I open my mouth to answer but the elevator doors open and I see Lando and Carlos.

My jaw drops and I immediately hide my surprise and I smile at Lando. He returns it before we walk around each other to get out.

"Hey guys" Carlos calls out to Arthur and I, I smile at him as well. Arthur snorts as he hooks his arm with mine.

"So, you were saying?" Arthur asked with a wiggle of his eyebrows. "I hate you" I retorted, he began laughing hysterically.

"I'm starving come on" I say and pull him in the direction of the restuarant. "You fucked him didn't you? And now you still don't feel anything for him?" Arthur blurts out.

He knew the drill all too well. "Fine! Yes, I did! Let it go, okay? I'll figure it out" I insisted and Arthur snorted as we stood in line for the buffet.

"Charles is going to die when he hears this" Arthur retorts amused and I hit his arm. "Please, don't tell him, it's my business—no one elses, please shut up about this" I beg him.

He rolls his eyes and exhales a deep breath, I knew I had convinced him. "Fine"

We get breakfast and settle at a table by the windows, soon enough I see other F1 drivers arrive to the hotel. How did we all stay at the same hotel?

"What are you doing today?" I ask Arthur. "We're going to check out the track, then dinner tonight" He says and I nod.

"Any way that I can join those plans?" I ask and Arthur nods with excitement. "Yes! I thought you'd never ask, I can't wait to take you on tracks again. It's gonna be so fun"

I laugh and shake my head at my best friend and we continue eating and chatting every once in a while.

We finish breakfast before heading to the track, I'm pretty excited. It had been a while and the vibe was always amazing.

We arrived and we got through the entrance without trouble. They were already setting everything up for friday, which was two days away.

"We need to stop by the ferrari garage" Arthur said and I nodded and followed him. "When are you racing?" I ask him.

"Next week" Arthur said and I nodded with a huge smile plastered across my face.

"Matti!" Arthur called out and a man turned around. I had seen him many times before. "Arthur, Jasmine!" Mattia called out and walked towards us.

I giggled at the fact that he remembered me. He hugged both of us and we got a tour of the garage and the plans for the weekend.

"Are you staying for the race?" Mattia asked me and I nodded my head. "Yeah, I can't wait to see Charles race again" I say and Mattia smiles.

"Jamie?" Charles' voice called out and both Arthur and I turned around, Charles walked up to us with Lando beside him, both dressed in normal clothes.

I smiled at Lando, it almost seemed awkward. I never got to respond to his call the other night, I had forgotten to call him back, or even just send him a text.

"Hey guys" I called out, Charles hugged me and kissed my cheek. Lando just smiled at me, like he hadn't hugged the shit out of me when he dropped me off at the airport.

It was like a barrier had been build between us, the air felt different.

"Do you have dinner plans tonight?" Charles asks and I shake my head no, Arthur elbows me knowingly. "I already asked her to join the dinner" Arthur cut in and Charles chuckled.

"I'll see you guys later" Lando suddenly called out, I turned to him and he gave me an odd smile, I gave him a genuine smile and he did a small wave before turning on his heel to leave.

"What did you do to him?" Charles asks with an awkward laugh. "Nothing? When I left we were on good terms?" I say confused.

"You denied him the Jamie love" Arthur teases and both Charles and I reach out to hit Arthur's shoulder.

My feet moves in the direction of where Lando went and I start running after him, I wanted to know what was wrong.

"Lando!" I called out, Lando stopped and turned back to me. "Hey, are you okay?" I ask him as I catch up to him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. What about you?" He asks a real smile was on his face now. "I'm okay, I'm sorry I didn't get the chance to get back to you after you called" I apolgize, if that was the case he was acting differently.

"Oh, okay. That's all good, I arrived here today anyways. We had plans here if I remember correctly?" Lando said with a chuckle and I nodded.

"Yes, correct. Well as you heard, I'm coming to the dinner tonight as well, we can plan the rest there" I say and he nods.

"Sure, I'll see you later. I really do need to get going now though" He says with a small laugh and I nod my head. "Of course, see you later" I say and step back.

Lando flashed me a smile and I returned it before going back to the two ferrari idiots.

"Aw, you're back. What happened? Did you make out—oops I mean make up" Arthur retorts and I hit his shoulder while Charles bursts out laughing.

"We're just friends you idiot" I retort and glare at him. "Sure and I'm a formula 1 driver" Arthur retorts and rolls his eyes.

"Whatever Leclerc. Stick to what you do best—race and you might get there one day" I retort and stick my middle finger out at him.

Arthur scoffs and rolls his eyes and Charles wrap his arm around both of our shoulders before leading us further into the garage.

Both of us sulking in offense over the exchange. "Now, now, kids. Don't fight, we're all sort of adults here" Charles says, but he struggles with keeping it serious.