FORTY

LARISSA COHEN TO JOIN MERCEDES ON A TEN YEAR DEAL

"Do you think that I can take your seat now you're going to Mercedes?"

Yuki Tsunoda questioned his best friend as Larissa Cohen carried him on her back.

For some reason, her friends loved it when she carried them on her back, mainly because she was able to run with them still on her back, which would then make them feel like they were super fast.

Like her.

Yuki's arms were loosely wrapped around her neck, as he was having to make sure that he didn't accidentally strangle her with his hands.

"You're in Formula Four, you're not taking my seat, at least not yet." Larissa Cohen laughed at her friend.

She loved Yuki Tsunoda.

Yuki was the person who made her day better purely by his presence, the person who would travel with a bag full of alcohol and snacks to cheer her up, the person who would make her, her favorite food all the time whenever she needed it.

Yuki was the person who would make sure that her pillows were plump and soft when they stayed together, the person who would always make sure that she had extra blankets, the person who would text her before every single race just so that she would know that he was wishing her the best of luck.

Yuki was the person who would plan parties for her since he knew that she was not a fan of having a birthday.

Yuki was the person that made her forget about her worries, even if it was just for a couple of small moments.

"But I will!" Yuki raised his voice at his best friend until they came to a stop at a restaurant that she had booked for the both of them, and another person who she was close with.

"I've got a table booked for three under the name of Cohen." Larissa spoke to woman at the door of the restaurant, who greeted her with a bright smile.

"Great!" The woman smiled, as she walked the two of them towards a table. "Your other friend already arrived."

"Thank you."

"There you are! I thought that the both of you had got lost or something!"

Nicholas Latifi walked over to his friend and former team mate, before he greeted the small Japanese boy that was beside her.

"Hey, Nicky. Sorry, Yuki just had to make me have sushi from his favorite place." Larissa teased the Tsunoda boy, ruffling his hair as she gave her former team mate a fist bump which was quickly followed by their usual handshake.

"Yeah, but was it the best Sushi that you've ever tasted?" Yuki held his hands up in the air.

"No." Larissa laughed, shaking her head from side to side. "The best sushi that I have ever tasted, was in Tokoyo, when I took Zahra there for her birthday."

"Oooh, talking about birthdays, yours is-"

"Don't. You know that I don't care about my birthday." Larissa shook her head at the Canadian, seeing him slowly nod his head up and down in realisation.

"Sorry, then how about we talk about the fact that you've only gone and signed for MERCEDES FOR TEN WHOLE YEARS!"

Nicholas yelled, making both Yuki and Larissa to immediately hide underneath the table since everybody at the restaurant turned their heads to stare at the three of them because of the volume of his shout.

"Do not shout like that again, and I'll tell you everything." Larissa laughed, staying underneath as table despite the fact that Yuki had slowly pulled his way back up on the seat.

A bright smile filled the face of the Latifi boy, before it turned in to a smirk.

"DEAL!"

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"Riss, you do realise that I can tell that you're laughing, right?"

"I can't help it! You just say her name so weirdly!"

Larissa Cohen laughed as she was laying in the lap of Carlos Sainz, her face almost pressing in to his chest as he pulled her up slightly.

"I do not!" Carlos couldn't hide the smile that had begun to form on his face at the sight and sound if her smile and laughter.

"Maria Carreh."

Larissa immediately burst back in to a fit of laughter, which caused the Spanish man to do the same, since he found her laughter infectious.

"Are you mocking me, mi amor?"

Larissa's small body was lifted up by the Spanish Formula One driver, and placed on the carpet in the room that they were in as he began to tickle her sides.

"Maria Carreh." Larissa wheezed once more as she mocked him further, her laughter loud and teasing.

Carlos stared down at her laughing figure as he continued to tickle her, and couldn't hide the smile that filled his entire face and lit up his eyes.

She was every single thing that he had ever wanted, all in one amazingly beautiful person.

She was the girl who didn't care about gender boundaries and would do everything that the men could, just to prove that it was possible for women.

She was the girl who would drive through a hundred red lights if you were needing her.

She was the girl who would be determined to put a smile on somebody's face and make sure that it could never ever fade.

She was the girl who had once ran in to a burning building to save a dog.

She was the girl who had been hit by a car because she pushed an elderly man out of the way of a speeding car.

She was the girl who would be awake in the middle of the night for whenever anybody needed her for.

She was the girl that he was falling for.

"Querida, is there a reason that you're stating at me?"

Larissa stared up at the Spanish man with a confused but adorable smile, her eyes sparkling as if he was staring up at the midnight sky.

Larissa didn't have time to process before the soft lips of the Sainz man brushed against hers gently, almost as if he was waiting for a reaction in case she didn't want it.

He waited for a mere couple of seconds before he closed the gap between them, with his hand moving to tangle his fingers within her long hair almost immediately.

Larissa froze, unsure of whether to kiss him back or to pull away, since a familiar scent invaded her mind.

But it wasn't the scent of Carlos.

Carlos noticed the hesitation from within the kiss and carefully pulled back, giving the Brazilian the room to move in whatever direction she desired to.

"Mi amor, I am sorry, please forgive me."

Carlos apologised to the woman, since he felt like he had forced her to kiss him, as he brought one of his hands up to rub at the back of his neck.

Larissa pushed herself up from the carpet that she was still laying on, to press a soft kiss to his cheek to offer him some comfort.

"You don't need to apologise, but I know this is going to sound and seem awful, but there's somewhere that I have to be."

Larissa apologised profusely, quickly hugging the man.

"Go, it's okay." Carlos smiled sadly at the woman, seeing her quickly run out the room as if she had forgotten to turn her stove off.

He really hoped that he had not messed their friendship up.

He loved her too much to do that.

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Larissa Cohen was running.

Running through the streets of Monaco, in a pair of shorts and a t shirt, since she didn't bother to grab her jacket, which was unlucky because it was completely pouring down with rain.

She was soaking wet, and she was freezing.

Her hair was down and severely wet, as if she had just gotten out of the shower, her shoes were soaked with water which made a squishing sound with every single step that she took.

Her body was shivering and her jaw was chattering from the cold since she was running in the middle of the night.

Her eyes caught a familiar apartment, with her knuckles knocking rapidly on the door, even though she was well aware that she could have just walked straight in.

Her mind wasn't allowing her to think straight.

The door was pulled open with the occupant stating at her in concern since they took note of her shivering and chattering body.

Larissa surged forwards, inhaling the persons scent, which she had been able to smell back when she was with Carlos.

Her lips immediately found theirs as the door was closed behind them, with the Brazilian been gently pushed up against the door in the heat of the moment.

She hadn't been drinking this time.

She knew what she was doing.

Her company's arms shot to the back of her neck and her waist as she was pulled closer towards them, before they pulled back, in a moment of clarity.

Despite their love for her, they wanted to know if she was okay.

They wanted to know that she was only kissing them because she wanted to, and not because of alcohol or emotions or anything else.

"Ma princesse, is everything okay? You had me worried when I opened the door."

Charles Leclerc whispered as his eyes stared at her, seeing her body shivering now that she wasn't pressed up against his chest anymore.

"I'm okay, I'm sorry Coração, I just needed to do that." Larissa let out a short breath of relief at having been able to kiss him properly, since he was all that she could think about whilst Carlos had been kissing her.

"Come on, mon amour, I will get you a warm drink and some fresh clothes. Maybe a blanket too, if you would like me to get it for you?" Charles smiled lovingly at the Cohen girl, seeing her nod her head up and down as she glanced at him with a soft smile on her face.

"Thank you, Coração."

Larissa pressed a soft kiss to his lips once more, a slight color of pink dusting over her cheeks and nose as she did so.

Charles' hand cupped her cheek, as he brought his thumb to gently brush over her features, before it smoothed over her lips.

"You look adorable when you blush, mon amour." Charles spoke as he stared lovingly at her, finding his heart beating rapidly, almost beating out of his chest.

Larissa bit her lip nervously as the Monégasque formula one driver handed her the fluffiest blanket that he had, wrapping it around her body in an attempt to warm her up after running through the cold and the rain.

He handed her a warm cup of hot chocolate, since he did not want to give the Brazilian a double espresso in the middle of the night since he knew that she would be unable to sleep.

She changed in to a pair of Charles' light grey sweatpants and a hooded sweatshirt that he wanted her to have, before she pulled on a super fluffy pair of socks.

Charles sat behind her as she curled up in front of the fireplace on the carpet, as he ran his fingers through her wet hair in an attempt to untangle her hair.

Larissa closed her eyes at the feeling of him running his fingers through her hair, having found it calming to both her body and her mind.

Charles noticed the relaxed look on her face as he did so, before he began to slowly start brushing her hair to ensure that there were no knots in her hair.

He began to hum and sing softly in Portuguese as he did so, since he had asked her uncle Sebastian and brother Mick for songs and tunes that her father used to sing for her when she was a child.

He wanted to comfort her.

That was why he had learnt Portuguese in the first place.

For her.

His love.

His fingers twisted her hair as he carefully took his time in braiding her very long dark hair in to two plaits, and he made completely sure that he made the two braids perfectly even.

His tongue stuck out of his mouth slightly as he was determined to use all of his concentration in making her happy and keeping her calm and relaxed, since that was all that he had wanted to do.

He just wanted to make the love of his life, Larissa Cohen, happy and make her feel loved.

Because she was loved.

Wholeheartedly, by him.

Charles Marc Hervé Perceval Leclerc.

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A/N

SPONTANEOUS PIECE OF SHIT TIME!!!

END OF SUMMER BREAK

BACK TO RACING IN THE NEXT ONE

ITS STILL 2 RACES UNTIL MONZA

IM EXCITED, THATS WHY ITS ALL IN CAPS

ENJOY AND ILL SEE YOU ALL SOON

IM PROUD OF YOU ALL

LOVE YOU ALL

-RUBY