THREE

Eliana Friedmann had fainted in front of Daniel Ricciardo.

Which was honestly one of the most embarrassing moments in her entire life, easily beating every single other embarrassing moment that she had ever had.

As she began to stir and wake up, she could feel what seemed to be cushions and pillows placed underneath her body which allowed for a certain level of comfort to spread throughout her body.

She could also feel a rather soft and fluffy blanket of sorts which must have been placed over her when she was laid to rest on whatever pillow fort or sofa she was on, giving her warmth, even if she was already burning up.

Not from being ill, but of embarrassment.

She could hear soft hums from somewhere near her as somebody within the room was humming along to a song that played on the radio, which she didn't quite know the name of, but she knew it was a song belonging to Selena Gomez.

The voice that she could hear certainly wasn't somebody that she knew, that was for sure, because she knew Pierre's humming voice like that back of her hand, mainly due to the fact that he would never actually stay humming, he would always end up singing along.

George never hummed to songs, he would either dance or sing loudly with no space imbetween for anything else.

Charles would often sing along to the song, but never know the words. It didn't stop him from doing it as he would just confidently sing his own lyrics that he had made up, or mistook the original lyrics for.

And it for sure wasn't Daniel. His humming voice, his singing voice, his talking voice, his everything in general was just too perfect to be what she was hearing.

Her eyelashes fluttered carefully and slowly open, her eyes forced to squint slightly due to the amount of bright white light that was in the room, before they were able to readjust so that she wasn't going blind.

She propped herself up and on to her elbows so that she could glance around the room, finding a figure stood with their back to her whilst moving their hips in a slight dance.

The ruffling sound of the blanket moving signalled to the person that she had awoken from her brief slumber and state of unconscious, turning their body around to give her a gentle and reassuring smile.

It was a boy, who was definitely around her age or maybe a tiny bit younger than her, with brown hair which seemed to stick out everywhere and never stay in one place.

He had a weird hairline, the hair on his head not being very generous to him in the way that it shaped his oval shaped head. His ears stuck out a bit, making him look a little bit like an elf.

Eliana thought that he reminded her of Dobby the House Elf.

But then again, he would, because she knew exactly who he was and she was certainly not happy to see him smiling at her as if everything in the world was okay.

Everything in the world was not okay.

Of course, there were wars happening everywhere, and innocent people were dying, natural disasters were ruining peoples lives and taking away their livelihood, tyrannical dictators were holding their own countries to ransom and ruining the lives of their own people.

But to her, there was one thing that was a lot more important.

Daniel Ricciardo didn't have a Formula One seat.

And he had taken it from him.

Of course, that was such a first world problem that she knew if she ever said it out loud that she would have people coming for her head, but there wasn't anything that she could do about the those things.

She couldn't stop mother nature, she couldn't stop the missiles flying, she couldn't stop a dictator.

But, she had a pretty good idea that she could stop Daniel from not having a seat.

It would be one hell of a task, and she would no doubt be ridiculed for it, but she wasn't about to be like Mclaren and give up on him. He didn't deserve to have another person turn their back on him, she knew that she never would.

"I made you some tea."

The boy spoke, his Australian accent incredibly thick. It wasn't a nice Australian accent either, it was one of those disgusting ones that would irritate the hell out of somebody until their ears exploded.

"Drown in it."

Eliana found herself spitting venom at him without even thinking, watching as his eyes widened in surprise at those being the first words that she had said to him.

"Uh, yo- you uh, fainted. I made you a tea so that it could help you feel better. It's Green tea, it's healthy." The boy spoke nervously, gently placing the hot mug of liquid beside her so that she could take a sip from it.

"When it's made by you, no it isn't." Eliana rolled her eyes in annoyance, pushing her body up completely so that she could try and get away from him.

"My name is Oscar, I'm trying to help you. You need to rest." The boy, Oscar smiled awkwardly at her, hesitation evident in the way that he was standing, on the tips of his toes as if he was ready to run.

"Go away, I know exactly who you are."

"O-oh."

Oscar Piastri found himself stuttering, not entirely sure on what to say next since she had narrowed her eyes at him threateningly.

"Can I get you anything to eat?" He lifted one of his arms so that he could nervously rub the back of his neck with his hand.

"Hemlock on toast preferably, so I don't have to be in a room with you. But cyanide would work too."

"I don't mean to sound rude, but I just want to know if I've ever actually met you? Did I do something wrong to you in the past that made you hate me?" Oscar questioned, chewing nervously on his fingernails.

"I've never met you before in my life, but yeah you have done something to me. You fucking took Daniel's seat!" The Friedmann girl began to raise her voice slightly, agitation building up inside of her body. "You fucking stole his seat, you selfish pig!"

"Woah, how am I selfish?" Oscar raised his eyebrows and his hands, placing them flat in a surrendering and defence motion. "I didn't mean to steal it from him."

"You already had a fucking seat available at Alpine, asshole!" Eliana rose to her feet, walking towards the Piastri man slowly. "But you had to go after Daniels because you're so special."

Oscar gulped nervously, eyes darting towards the door of the room in the hope that one of her friends would arrive to help him calm her down.

"I am sorry, okay! I like Daniel. I love Daniel!" Oscar defended himself desperately, his voice raised both in volume and in pitch.

"El! What the hell are you doing? Leave the poor guy alone."

Pierre Gasly spoke in urgency, rushing in to the room so that he could put a stop to whatever was happening in front of his eyes.

His hand gently clasped around his best friends wrist, pulling her slightly away from the boy who was almost cowering in fear. He pushed her body behind him, so that he was inbetween the two of them, as his eyes noticed how she immediately began to calm, since she could no longer see the Australian.

"He took Daniel's seat." Eliana muttered in distaste.

"Yeah, I know he did but it doesn't allow you to go and scream in his face because he took the seat of your favorite driver." Pierre released a sigh.

His left hand patted the shoulder of the newest driver to the grid in an apology, his eyes holding sympathy for him which the Australian could easily see, nodding his head once on acknowledgement and thanks.

"I'm gonna go and adopt a Kangaroo or something." Oscar muttered underneath his breath before rushing out of the room.

"He took Daniel's seat." The girl repeated sadly, her anger disappearing now that he had left the room.

"I know. But you can't hate him for it. You didn't hate Alex when he took my seat at Red Bull." Pierre gently patted the cheek of his best friend, watching as she shrugged her shoulders at him.

"Yeah but that was different. You still had a seat to go to, and that wasn't Alex's fault."

"It's not Oscar's fault that Mclaren signed him behind Daniel's back." Pierre gave her a stern look, one of reprimanding. "Can we go and apologise to him?"

"Ew, what the fuck? No, of course we can't." Eliana immediately shook her head from side to side, her eyebrows forming a frown on her face.

"You won't apologise to him, for me?" Pierre attempted to make her feel bad, giving her his best puppy dog eyes.

"No. If he wants me to apologise, then he can give Daniel his seat back." Eliana crossed her arms in front of her chest. "But Daniel is better than Mclaren anyway, so he doesn't need that Dobby looking idiot or that stupid team."

"Dobby looking?"

"Yeah, big ears, big nose, massive eyes, non existent hairline, screeching voice that would make anybodys eardrums burst, and he's the same size as an elf."

"He's taller than you."

"Not right now he isn't."

"Yeah, because you're wearing heeled boots!"

"You what's funny though." Eliana began to smirk, chuckles leaving her throat.

"Knowing you, this could be anything, so go on." Pierre found himself chuckling, since he knew that his best friend would often come out with some of the most random things ever.

"Dobby was mistreated as an Elf. He's driving with Mclaren, so he may as well change his name to Dobby because he's gonna be treated the same."

The Friedmann girl grinned mischievously, a glint in her eye which made her best friend try to hide his smile behind his hand, though he was failing miserably with his attempts.

"You are cruel, you know that, right?" Pierre nudged her shoulder lightly.

"Eh, it's Oscar Pastry. He deserves it."

"No he doesn't."

"According to me he does." Eliana found her eyes widening as a thought immediately invaded her brain.

"Ohmygod, did Daniel see me faint?"

"Yes."

The brunette immediately released a loud groan, one that seemed to be full with annoyance and embarrassment.

"I'm never gonna live that down, am I? He's forever gonna see me as the girl that fainted as soon as he said hi to me." The woman began to slap herself in her face in an attempt to knock herself out. "Even when we're a happily married couple, he's always gonna bring it up."

Pierre snickered quietly as he heard his best friend rant away, rolling his eyes as she occasionally said something about him.

She often got carried away with things, he was very well aware of that. She got carried away when shopping for clothes and would often spend hundreds of pounds when she would only go in for a couple of items.

She got carried away when at a restaurant, either eating too much that she would nearly make herself ill, or drinking so much orange juice that she would nearly combust.

She got carried away when she would spend time with his family, often losing track of time because she would have been playing hide and seek or making pillow forts with his cousins.

She got carried away when cleaning her apartment, and would then make a simple clean up in to an entire military exercise where every single item within the house needed to be absolutely spotless.

She got carried away when she would go shopping for one candle and would come home with literally an entire box full, which would most often be around a hundred different candles.

"El, you do realise that Daniel caught you when you fainted, right?"

Her eyes immediately widened in panic, her head lowering instantly so that her hands could pat the area of her clothes.

"Daniel held me? Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod. I can smell the salty sea of our honeymoon already."

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A/N

Well... guess who returned because Oscar is in Formula One

What do you think?

I'm sorry about the whole first world thing, but I had put it from how she sees things, so there we go. She isn't a bad person, but she knows that she can't change those things, so she concentrates on things in her life

I'm so sorry Oscar, you do NOT look like Dobby, but she hates you so she isn't gonna find you as beautiful as Daniel, or Ben Barnes, or Pedro Pascal, because as we will discover, they are some of her favorite actors and crushes.

I'm not bullying Oscar, I swear. It's Eliana and her hate for him. But it will fade because she'll eventually love him and have Dobby looking children with him ;)

I also have a new cover, what do you think of it?

Anyway, I hope that you all enjoyed 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