TWENTY SEVEN

Larissa Cohen woke up to feeling someone's arms wrapped tightly around her.

She remembered everything from the night before.

The argument with Pierre and Charles, to drinking with Nico Rosberg, getting drunk with someone else's credit card, being jumped, sleeping with someone.

Her phone vibrated multiple times as she recieved text messages, with the Brazilian checking her notifications to see that multiple people were trying to contact and get a hold of her.

Honey badger:
Yo Lara, I'm outside your place, where are you?

Track star:
LIS ANSWER YOUR DAMN PHONE WOMAN

Estie:
Zahra seems to think that you're in my place, shes at my door, it's like she's a full SWAT team.
Help

Equal Machinery boy:
I still have your handbag

Alexander Hamilton:
Why were you drinking with Rosberg?

Pear:
I'm so sorry

Lord Perceval:
I'm so sorry but please don't be mad at Pierre.

Viking King:
WHERE YOU AT BITCH

Sebby:
Pierre text me, are you okay?

Iceman:
Tell Leclerc to get the fuck away from my door
It's 6am

Fernandinho:
Why is Gasly bombarding me with voicemails crying?

"Hmm."

A deep voice sounded from beside her, as the grip around her waist tightened, their hand slightly grazing her thigh causing goosebumps to lick her skin.

"Morning." Larissa smiled softly at her company, seeing his eyes peel open slowly to smile lazily at her.

"Morning Lis."

George Russell smiled at her, the blue of his eyes sparkling as he stared at her face.

"We gotta get up, I've got half of the fan club wondering where I am." The Brazilian informed the Russell boy as he nodded his head in acknowledgement, pushing his body up so that he could get a shower and get changed in to fresh clothes.

"Can't leave your fan club waiting now, can you?" George smirked, watching as she rolled her dark brown eyes as she failed to hide a smile.

"I'll text you the details of the yacht party so that you, Alex and Lando have time to make up excuses as to why you can't visit your family."

Larissa slipped out of the bed, finding her clothes sprawled all over the floor of the hotel room before she quickly changed back in to them.

She grabbed her phone before making her way to the door, until a hand grabbed at her arm, pulling her back in to the arms of the Russell boy.

George's soft lips pressed against hers for a moment before pulling back, seeing her cheeks tinged pink as his were slowly turning the same color.

"You know where I am if you need to do this again."

George spoke quietly to her as Larissa nodded her head before opening the door and waving back at him before leaving.

"See you later, Georgie."

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"Do you have any idea how many times Leclerc knocked on my door?"

Kimi Raikonnen questioned his niece as he drove her to her doctors appointment, since she was having regular check ups on her weight and diet as well as her head, checking to see how her head injury from Shanghai had healed.

"Too many?" Larissa pouted, seeing her uncles icy exterior break instantly, with a smile filling his face.

"Way too many." Kimi nodded his head. "Why did he come to me anyway?"

Larissa's eyes widened, not wanting to tell her uncle about the whole 'boys, dating and romance'  thing, since he was her uncle and godfather and incredibly protective over her.

"Uh, I stormed off after an argument with him and Pierre and he was worried where I was." Larissa spoke, not exactly lying but not telling the full truth anyway.

"Bwoah, stupid girl." Kimi shook his head. "You should have at least told them where you were going."

"Well you see Uncle Kimi, I was mad, you know, with something called anger and I didn't want to talk to them so I didn't exactly stop to think that they both would start contacting my uncles to start a search party." Larissa spoke, her voice filled with sarcasm.

"Don't use that tone with me, kid. I still haven't forgiven you for ignoring your doctors advice." Kimi warned.

"But you've forgiven me enough to follow my phone and order me in to your car?"

Kimi glared at her. "You had been kidnapped, that's different."

Larissa shrugged her shoulders nonchantly. "I've been kidnapped before, you didn't help me then, did you?"

"I tried to, but your stupid ass fled from your kidnappers on to the streets of São Paulo where you easily could have been kidnapped again."

"Well I wasn't going to just sit in the back of the van and not do anything!" Larissa raised her voice.

"They had guns, Larissa!" Kimi too raised his voice.

"And? You think that I care about being shot? Do you?" Larissa could feel herself getting angry with her uncle, just as they pulled up to the doctors.

"We will talk about this on the way back." Kimi bit his tongue.

"Don't bother, I'll get Ginny to pick me up."

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"Hey, Uncle Micky."

Larissa sat by her Uncle Michael's bedside, holding his hand.

Michael Schumacher, after his skiing accident, had not been able to do much, but he was just about able to smile at his beloved niece.

Mick stood behind his sister, rubbing circles on her shoulder blades since he could tell that she was stressed, since she always visited his father whenever she was stressed.

Seeing him smile at her always seemed to calm her down, even if he couldn't lift her up like he used to, or take her out for an uncle and niece day, he was still always there whenever she needed him, and it was the same the other way around.

"Monza keeps getting closer, uncle Micky. I don't know if I can do this one." Larissa's bottom lip began to tremble, tears welling up in her eyes.

A small squeeze on her hand lifted her gaze to see her uncle squeezing at her hand, tears in his own steel blue eyes.

"You can do it, Lis." Mick soothed her, seeing his father nod his head slightly in appreciation for saying what he couldn't. "You can do it, because you're the strongest person that we know. "

"Really?" Her voice broke as she began to become overwhelmed by the emotions within her.

"Y-yes." Michael forced out, his voice strained because he was barely able to use it. But he felt like she needed to hear his voice.

"Your dad will be watching over you at Monza, and you have to promise us all something." Mick spoke to his sister.

"What?"

Michael forced his body to smile once more, opening his mouth to speak.

"Win."

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"Never in my life, did I think that I would see the Frmula One princess wearing a Ferrari cap."

"Shut your face, I've lost my Toro Rosso one." Larissa glared as she heard soft laughter as she entered a café.

"Then don't wear the cap?" Mark Webber smirked at the girl.

Larissa scowled, removing the Ferrari hat and throwing it at the Australian, watching on smugly as it hit him in the face.

"You're the inferior Aussie, Webber. You're still a dickface." Larissa sat down beside the two men who had messaged her telling her that they were in the area and wanted to meet up with her.

"Eleven years and you still haven't learnt manners, eh?" Webber smiled fondly at the girl.

"Blame my dad, I'm sure he'll resurrect himself to teach me a lesson for having no manners." She rolled her dark brown eyes as the Australian ruffled her hair.

"Hey! No affection, you're not my favorite Australian." Larissa slapped his hands away.

"Who is? Ricciardo?"

Larissa was about to agree but stopped herself before she could, just in case that he was nearby and would hear her. "No... it's Rebel Wilson."

"You're really just going to say any other Australians? How many have you got left before you run out?" Jenson Button laughed at the dark haired girl.

"Like three, I'm going to be needing your help, Jensie." Larissa smiled softly at the British ex formula one driver, seeing him nudge her cheek with his hand.

"Ah, little firecracker, I'll give you a list, just because you know that I love you." Jenson ruffled her hair, finding that she didn't slap his hands away like she did with Mark.

"Oh, I see. I can't ruffle your hair, but he can." Mark rolled his eyes with a teasing smile.

"Well, she actually likes me." Jenson tormented the fellow ex driver.

"Yeah dickface, I actually like him." Larissa rose her eyebrows at the Australian, seeing him scoff.

"Just like your father, aren't you, Joey?" Mark chuckled.

"I mean, I'm not dead..."

Both ex formula one drivers eyes widened, knowing that she didn't have a filter and always said the worst things.

"NO!"

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"Hi, Mr Mercedes man!"

Zahra Bailey smiled as she entered the Mercedes garage to see the Team principal of the Formula One team muttering something to the Cohen girl before the pair shook hands.

"Hello, Zahra." Toto Wolff smiled back at the dark skinned girl.

"Am I okay to ask a physiotherapist to check out my back? I think I pulled a muscle whilst packing boxes in my apartment." Zahra smiled, her left hand clutching at the base of her back.

"Of course, go ahead. I do hope that you are okay." Toto smiled at her as she headed to see Lewis' physiotherapist.

"Think about my offer, Larissa. Think about it wisely." Toto spoke quietly, watching the Brazilian nod her head.

"Thanks Toto, I really appreciate it." Larissa hugged the team principal of Mercedes, finding him hugging her back softly, his chin resting on the top of her head.

Larissa smiled as she pulled away from the hug, before heading after her best friend.

"Yo, bitch. Why are you packing boxes?" Larissa questioned as she sat beside her best friend who was being examined by the physiotherapist of her brother.

"I'm trying to find a new apartment, the rent is going up at my place and I can't afford it, so Esteban has been helping me pack boxes." Zahra admitted shyly, placing a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

"Ahhh, so you're sleeping with him, and getting him to help with the boxes." Larissa laughed as Zahra nearly choked on her own saliva.

"Lis! There's a professional person here, they do not want to hear about that!" Zahra hissed, her face flushing pink.

"I don't mind." Angela Cullen, Lewis' physiotherapist smiled as she chuckled. "Larissa's practically family nowadays, I hear all sorts of stuff, honey."

Zahra took a deep sigh of relief. "Okay yes, I have been sleeping with Esteban but that's not the point."

Larissa stared her best friend dead in the eye, seeing the dark skinned woman immediately break in to a smile.

"Okay, maybe it is, but still, that's not the point!" The pair of best friends laughed. "The point is, I'm still out of an apartment and I've already handed my notice in. Can you come apartment hunting with me?"

"No." Larissa shook her head.

Zahra gulped in surprise. "Oh- oh right, well-"

Larissa pulled out a pair of keys from her back pocket and handed them to the dark skinned girl, seeing her frown in confusion.

"My apartment in Monaco, is now yours." Larissa smiled, seeing her best friends eyes widen.

"No, no I can't!" Zahra shook her head.

"Shut up, idiota." Larissa teased. "I've got my dad's place in São Paulo to stay in until I find myself another place in Monaco. It's yours, rent free."

"Okay, you're good to go!" Angela patted the Bailey woman on the back.

Zahra immediately barrelled in to her best friend, tackling her in to a hug that sent the both of them to the floor.

Larissa and Zahra laughed as they laid on the floor, with Zahra on top of the Brazilian, until the Bailey woman got to her feet and pulled her best friend up to her feet.

"You have no idea how much I love you right now. I'll pay rent, I'll pay the bills, I'll pay for whatever you want me to, you're saving my ass." Zahra held back tears as she hugged her best friend.

She had been so worried about having to sleep in a hotel, or a hostel or even couch surf because she had to pay for her grandmothers funeral which emptied her savings account, and made it impossible for her to afford her rent of her apartment in France.

She couldn't believe that Larissa would just give up her apartment like that, and whilst she knew that the Brazilian was a caring person to the people that she cared about, she had never ever even thought that Larissa would just hand over the keys like that.

She was so proud to have Larissa as her best friend.

"You've literally saved my ass plenty of times, the least that I could do was give you a place to stay, besides, you're going to all my races this season, I'm going to need to know that you're actually able to go back to somewhere."

Larissa hugged her best friend tightly, their arms tightly wrapped around each other.

"I love you so much, Larissa Kimi Cohen."

"And I love you so much, Zahra Darya Bailey."

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A/N

I got excited and decided to update this quite quickly, I'm in a good creative mood so here we go.

Daniel, my poor poor baby, I hope you find a seat soon or we will riot.

DANIEL RICCIARDO SUPREMACY

Enjoy!

-RUBY