FIVE

"So, what secrets does Fayez's sister hold?"

Nico Rosberg questioned the elder sibling of one of his friends as the two of them were waiting for the arrival of Lewis and Fayez in the Mercedes garage.

"She likes to sacrifice baby goats."

Omorose Al Najjar spoke with no emotion in her voice, her face void of any emotion at all as she stared off in to the distance.

She didn't even notice the slow head turn and judgemental stare that she had recieved from the blonde haired German man that was sitting beside her.

"Are you kidding or are you like, really serious?" Nico asked nervously, giving her the side eye cautiously.

"That depends on what kind of person you think I am." Omorose spoke coldly, not letting any clues slip since she wanted to know just how long she could mess with him.

Nico had known her for a couple of weeks now, and she was genuinely surprised that he was asking about her, due to the fact that Fayez was known to be a blabbermouth and would often say a lot of different things.

"I think that you're the kind of person that I'd get along with." Nico smiled at her, noticing how she nodded her head up and down a couple of times.

"Sometimes I sacrifice children too." Omorose blurted out, causing her to immediately try and hide the smile that was so desperately wanting to appear on her lips.

"What on earth are you talking about?"

Fayez Al Najjar furrowed his eyebrows together as he came to halt in his steps beside that of his sister, confusion plastered all over his face.

"Something about sacrificing children?" Lewis Hamilton laughed as he too came to a halt in his steps, standing beside the younger Al Najjar sibling.

Omorose shook her hand dismissively, a chuckle leaving her throat as her smile couldn't hide anymore, bursting on to her lips.

"I asked what her secrets are." Nico laughed gently, as he noticed the brother of the woman rolling his eyes towards him.

"Her secrets? Her brother is an absolute specimen." Fayez smirked mockingly at his sister, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

"Oh please, I think you're mixing up specimen and special man." Omorose released a scoff. "I know that English wasn't our first language but it's basic English skills to not mix two words together, bro."

Lewis couldn't hold back a snort at the offended look on his friends face at her words, forcing him to slap his hand over his nose amd mouth.

Nico began to chuckle quietly, trying to make it look like he wasn't laughing, even though he very clearly was.

"You're just bullying me at this point, sis." Fayez whined at his sister, scowling at his friends who were laughing at him.

"You're the younger sibling. Get used to it."

"Oh wow, thanks sis. You really know how to make me feel loved."

"Who said that you're loved?"

Omorose smirked as she noticed the look that her brother was giving her, which was a look a offence, annoyance and like he was planning to kill her, all in one.

"This is who my sister is, guys. She's a little meanie." Fayez teased the elder sibling, though he soon regretted it.

Omorose used one of her hands to slap the back of her brothers curled haired head, sending his head jolting forwards, face scrunching up in to a look of pain.

"Ow!"

Lewis and Nico glanced at each other, small smiles on their lips from the siblings behavior, watching as they both bickered back and forth.

Their lives would be so incredibly boring without the two Al Najjar siblings, they knew that for sure.

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"Are you joining us at our next race, or am I on babysitting Fayez duty?"

Sebastian Vettel questioned his friend, seeing her laugh at his amused tone, noticing that she was shaking her head from side to side.

"The only people that will be babysitting Fayez, will be Daniel and I. Daniel was able to persuade me to come to more of your races, so I'll save you the hassle of watching over my idiot brother."

Omorose smiled at the German man that was her friend, watching as his crystal eyes seemed to light up as her words hit his ears, happiness flooding on to his face.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou."

Sebastian spoke in a rushed tone, bouncing on the tips of his toes with childlike excitement at having to not worry about Fayez behaving like a child around him.

His friends sister was going to suffer this time, instead of him.

"Thank Daniel." Rosie chuckled at the blonde, knowing from experience just how much of a handful her brother could be.

"Oh I will be. I might just propose to him now." The Vettel man shot her a playful wink, seeing her face light up. "Before you ask, yes. You can be my bridesmaid."

"Oh I am honored." Omorose laughed loudly, teasingly using her hand to brush part of her hair behind her ear. "I'll be the best bridesmaid ever."

"Who's getting married?"

Jenson Button questioned with a small smile as he walked towards them, his eyebrows furrowing together in confusion. He noticed the side glance between the two people in front of him were giving each other and chuckled.

"Seb and Danny."

Rosie Al Najjar grinned, pretending to blow kisses towards the Vettel man, making him shake his head from side to side whilst laughing loudly.

"Oh cool. Can I be the flower boy then?" Jenson played along with her teasing, also blowing kisses towards the German formula one driver.

"Oh yes, he has to be the flower boy. I can already imagine the little basket that he'll have to carry." Omorose released a gasp, an overexcited grin filling her face and lighting up her features.

"Yeah sure." Sebastian laughed, his hand placed on to his chest from how hard he was laughing. "Rosie is also the wedding planner."

"I can bake the cake too, I have a whole selection of recipe books that I wrote about all different cakes and designs." Rosie blabbered on, not noticing the look that the two men were giving her which was one of sympathy.

Fayez didn't hold back in telling them that his sister often wrote cookbooks when she was bored, which was sadly very often, but he had also noticed that she hadn't done that as much.

Which was clearly a very good thing. He would have to thank Daniel, Sebastian and Jenson for being the main reason for that.

When they weren't racing, his friends which had become hers, would take her out to do different things.

They had taken her to a pottery class, golfing, surfing, horse riding, all different things. They did it to get to know her more, but they also did it to help her socialise again, introducing her to a world that she would have never known.

Lewis would try to get her to come with him to go running, but she would always kindly refuse with that. She didn't like running. She thought it was basically death.

Daniel had driven her around a race track, laughing manically as she had screamed at the top of her lungs from just how fast he was driving, clinging on to the seat she was in, for dear life.

Fayez always felt a lot of guilt when he would see his sister in their apartment doing nothing, not interacting, or socialising just watching the television or writing different cooking books.

He had often blamed himself for not bringing her to meet his friends sooner, since she had spent such a long time alone, but he didn't want to risk making her uncomfortable if she didn't like his friends.

His sister, despite only being twelve minutes older than him, had practically raised him, after their mother had died and their father had abandoned them. She had to grow up a lot quicker than he did, and he always had regretted making it a lot more difficult for her to look after him, by playing up and messing about.

Throughout their entire childhood, she was the protector, the one who would fight his bullies, help him with his homework, wake up extra early so that he had a cooked breakfast ready before he left the house for school, who would join him for prayers even though she wasn't a Muslim so that he wasn't alone.

Yet they appeared to have switched roles in adulthood, because she had completely hidden herself away, whilst he was out in the world like his sister used to do.

He hoped his friends would help his sister return to who she once was, he hoped his sister would heal, he hoped his sister would shine and glow.

He just hoped that he could have the sister from his childhood, back.

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A/N

I am so sorry this took so long, life got in the way

This is one of my favorite books to write because of how much I love writing Fayez and Omorose, plus I actually love having a Muslim OC as I feel like the entire religion is misunderstood and hated due to some people who only want to spread hate and fear. Islam is one of my favorite religions in the world and I want you all to know that if you are a Muslim, you are safe here. I've got you.

What do you think of this chapter?

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

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

Love you all,

-RUBY