TWO

"Will you please calm down?"

Kaarina Ahonen released a deep sigh of annoyance at her best friend and her behavior, since she had been slapped three times so far, due to the Somalian woman having spotted her enemy.

Her enemy being Max Verstappen.

"He's gloating!"

Nora Aden shouted in fustration, her eyes filled with fury and rage as she watched the Dutch man that she loathed laughing at having won a race and beaten the best driver on the grid.

Lewis Hamilton.

Kaarina clung to her best friends body as tight as she could in order to stop her from getting away to attack her enemy, her jaw clenched as the woman fought in her arms relentlessly.

If she wasn't careful, then she would need to use her wheelchair for the rest of the day because her muscles would become exhausted from all the frantic moving around that she was doing.

Nora Aden slapped her head harshly towards her best friend with a wide eyed look upon her face, her mouth dropped open in shock.

"Did you just slap my head?"

"Sit your ass down, Nora."

Kaarina Ahonen glared sternly at her best friend, her hand pointing towards the wheelchair, her other hand resting on her hip.

"No."

"Sit down."

"No!" Nora argued back, before noticing the look that flashed over her best friend's face, her body jolting slightly since she recognised the look instantly.

Kaarina didn't even need to say another word before Nora sat down in to her wheelchair, her mouth held tightly shut.

The Ahonen girl released a deep sigh from her lips before she began to push the wheelchair, moving out of the paddock and away from the Red Bull garage, her body moving until she reached the Lotus garage that her family owned and ran.

"Keep an eye on her. If she tries to leave, then lock her in the office." Kaarina clicked her fingers repeatedly towards one of her drivers, seeing them instantly agree, with Nora's face turning red from both embarrassment and anger.

"Do I have to be in the room with her? She usually starts throwing things at me."

Mick Schumacher questioned cautiously, with the German boy gulping at the glare that the Somalian woman gave him.

"No, just put the Verstappen cut out outside the door so that she has to look at it, but can't knock it down." The Finnish girl patted the shoulder of the Schumacher before she rushed off, heading to see somebody who whilst they were acquainted with one another, they weren't friends.

"Help me, or I'm going to kill her."

Kaarina rushed in to the Mercedes garage, a look of fustration upon her youthful, pale face, her eyebrows furrowed together.

"Uh, what?"

Lewis Hamilton asked nervously, his hand slightly rubbing at the back of his neck, his dark radiant skin making it appear as if the sun was shining down on him, when in reality, that was just how he looked.

If it had been different circumstances, Kaarina would have asked the British man for his skincare routine.

"Nora, my best friend. I love her, but she's a stubborn idiot who becomes like a raging bull whenever she sees Verstappen, and it's making me want to strangle her."

Lewis released a small laugh at the words that left her lips, lifting his hand to lightly pat her on her back, an amused yet pity filled look within his dark eyes.

"Nora Aden?"

"Yes." A look of confusion filled the face of the Finnish woman, wondering just how did the man from Mercedes know her best friends last name since they had not reacted with each other. "How do you know her name?"

"Because all she does is tweet about twenty twenty-one. She tweeted me yesterday, promising to punch Max." Lewis laughed as he explained himself.

He didn't agree with her and her views about the race that he had lost, or her hatred for Max, but it was funny to see.

Though he couldn't imagine what it was like for Kaarina, no wonder she had come to him for help.

The pair walked together towards the Lotus garage, being able to hear her yelling at the drivers from inside the locked office, the occasional bang sounding as she would throw something at the door in an attempt to knock over the cutout of Max Verstappen purely by vibrations.

It failed, only moving when Kaarina physically moved it, raising her hand to flip off her best friend.

"I brought the only person who could help you get a grip. Hating Verstappen is not cool and unfair on him. It was not his fault." Kaarina scolded her best friend, standing with her arms crossed in front of her chest.

Nora released an offended huff from her lips, throwing a heavy paperweight from the office desk straight at her best friends face, who did not flinch.

Lewis Hamilton quickly shot his hand out in front of the face of the Ahonen woman in order to catch the paperweight, stopping it from hitting her face.

"There's no need for that, it could've really hurt her, Nora." Lewis shook his head from side to side, handing the blonde woman beside him the paperweight.

"Maybe she would have learnt not put a cut out of Verstappen in the door to annoy me." Nora rolled her eyes at the pair.

She couldn't explain the feeling of having the real Lewis Hamilton in front of her, it was like a dream and a nightmare all at once.

A dream, because she had always wanted to meet him, having been such a big fan of him growing up, learning to race to be like him.

A nightmare, because he was on Kaarina's side and telling her off like she was a small child. She felt like she was being told off by her parents, not her best friend and her idol.

She knew that she was being a little bit childish, but she had to stick to what she thought was right. Lewis should have won in Abu Dhabi, it should have been his eighth world title. But it wasn't. It was Max's first world title.

Max seemed to be bragging ever since that he had won, and she hated it. It felt like a kick in the teeth. He was winning everything and she didn't think that it was fair. When Lewis was winning, it wasn't just him, others were winning races too but with Max, it was just all him.

Plus, she didn't like how Max was treated as if he was God at Red Bull, with all of his team mates being mistreated, dropped and ridiculed just because he was their number one driver.

She was determined to say it to his face, after she had slapped him anyway. Then she would his father, then his team principal.

Then anybody else who she thought needed a slap around the face. Probably his father again.

"Next time, I'll get the real Verstappen to stand outside to door, do not push me, Nora. You can't hate a driver for winning, you never hated Lewis and you never hated Sebastian. So you can't hate Max either." Kaarina scolded her best friend, noticing a look of defeat crossing over her face which caused the Finnish woman to release a small smile.

Nora huffed, staring at her hands resting in her lap.

"I hate it when you're right."

A/N

I am back, I am motivated and I am determined

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