𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎'𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚟

It was 15th of April and I just landed in Italy. I hadn't seen or spoken to George the last days as we were both busy preparing for the race. I picked up my suitcase and then placed my backpack on it. I went to pick up my rental car and when I arrived I saw a black Ferrari California standing in front of me. I opened it and placed my luggage in the trunk. I melted in the seat of the Ferrari and started the engine. The engine roared thru the underground parking lot as I pushed the throttle to exit the parking lot. The sound giving me chills. Oh I love the sound of engines. When I arrived at the hotel photographers were all over the place. I wasn't looking very... good. My hair up in a messy bun that was half fallen out and strands all loose. A pair of black adidas sport shorts and a light blue oversized shirt tucked in in the front. My white Nike air-force ones on my feet as I strolled my silver colored suitcase into the hotel along with my backpack. I waved and smiled for the pictures before I was out of sight. I did get hate comments but I always pushed them away as the positive comments overwhelmed. I checked in and walked into the elevator to go to the third floor where my room would find place on the end of the hallway. Someone followed after me and when I looked up I was faced with George. A smile appeared on both of our faces.

Mike: "hey Georgie. When did you get here?"

George: "2 hours ago."

The elevator doors closed and only then we pulled each other in a hug. He shyly pecked my lips and smiled at me. The elevator opened on the third floor and I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek when I saw nobody was around. I waved at him before disappearing in the corridors. After some time walking around finding my room I found it. I opened the room and the luxury was beyond normal. I looked around and walked out on the balcony. The view was beautiful. I walked back inside and changed my light blue shirt for a olive green sport shirt. I pulled on my black with white detailed sport shoes from ASICS. I braided my hair in one French braid and then got a bottle of water. I took my keys that were on the dark blue nylon chain key. I placed them in my pocket with the nylon chain hanging out of my pocket swinging as I moved. I had my phone in my hand while I held my bottle in the other one. I closed the door behind me and walked to the beginning of the corridors. I knocked on a door and after a few seconds Wesley opened his doors with a smile. He was also ready to go. He locked the door behind him and we moved to the elevator.

Wesley: "good to see you again darling."

Mike: "we literally sat next to each other on the plane..."

Wesley: "still good to see you."

I laughed at him before we arrived at my rental car. We both got in and I started the engine.

Wesley: "am I really letting you drive?"

Mike: "I'm the racing driver here."

Wesley: "exactly my point!"

Mike: "ah your such a baby."

I drove out of the parking lot and drove towards track where we would go for a track run, afterwards I had to go do media duties with my PR Indy Beckham. We knew echt other from high school and kind of grew up to here together. After 10 minutes we arrived and hopped out of the car. I walked to the hospitality alongside Wesley greeting my fellow drivers on the way with high fives and fist bumps. We arrived quickly placed our stuff away and then got out on track for a run. It was very warm outside and when we finished the first round I took off my shirt leaving me in my shorts and a dark grey sports bra. I gave my shirt to Indy who was at the side of track waiting for us to finish. We ran the second round and walked the last straight before getting back into to the paddock. I was walking thru the paddock when I was pulled away between trailers. The sound was now muffled and I was pinned against the back of a cold truck. I looked up in a pair of blue eyes and smiled softly when I realized who those belonged too.

George: "you look very hot like this."

His voice was soft trying to be silent. His eyes traveled up and down my body that was underneath him. He softly smirked at me.

Mike: "when I look like what?"

My soft was soft and I said my sentence slowly. I was teasing him and not a little bit. My smile turned into a soft smirk I licked my lips.

George: "oh you know it... your slim and tall body... revealed more then normally... shiny with sweat..."

He was still talking but I only let out a small giggle. I brought my mouth next to his ear as one of my hands rested on his shoulder.

Mike: "good luck today George."

I winked at him before trying to walk off. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back into his chest. His arms firmly around my waist holding me close to his body. My hands on his chest.

Mike: "I have to go George, media duties."

George: "just... a second."

He leaned closer to me and kissed me. He bended my back making me wrap my arms around his next trying to hold my balance. After a minute he pulled back and looked into my eyes.

Mike: "you planning on breaking my back?"

George: "yea so you can't beat me in the race."

Mike: "sneaky bastard."

I pecked his lips before I walked off to get ready for media duties. I took a quick shower in the small bathroom attached to my drivers room and let my hair up so it would stay dry. I changed into a pair of blue jeans with a Red Bull polo. My hair in a ponytail thru the hole of my Red Bull cap. I walked out of my room and followed after Indy was was leading the way to the media pen. The day went on and on and when I was back in my hotel room I face palmed on my bed tired of the day. I had dinner at the hospitality just before I left with Wesley. I stood up again from my bed again and took a shower now washing my hair as wel. I just came out of the shower when I heard my phone pling.

𝙶𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎❤️

Which room are you in?

Number 319 why?
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I was a bit confused by the text but didn't think much of it. I changed into a white oversized hoodie form George that he forgot at my house the last time he stayed over and combined it with my dark blue sweatpants. I took the hotel's blow dryer and dried my hair. My hair was almost dry and the last strands were a bit wet. A knock was heard on my door and I opened it to be engulfed into a hug from George.

Mike: "what are you doing here?"

George: "gonna spend time with you."

Mike: "oh really?"

He hummed a yes and then picked me up from the ground. He kicked the door shut with his foot and then fell on the bed with me underneath him. I groan/huff left my mouth as his weight fell on my body.

Mike: "jeez what do you eat!"

George: "you calling me fat? You think I'm fat huh?"

His voice was dramatic making me laugh out loud. I couldn't stop laughing and was now crying and having terrible stomach ache from laughing.

George: "your mean."

He got off me and stood up. I turned myself now lying on my stomach. I was scrolling thru Instagram.

George: "I'm leaving bye."

The door opened and closed and when I looked behind me facing the corner that made the door out of sight I saw George's face peak around there after a minute or so.

Mike: "I can see you you know."

He groaned and laid down on my bed again his head resting on my back. His arms folded underneath his head as he laid on his stomach.

George: "you have a tv?"

Mike: "yea, you don't?"

George: "nope. Do you have the remote here?"

I reached for the remote and then handed it to George who took it from me. He turned on the tv.

George: "your ass is to big I can't see the tv."

Mike: "excuse you? My ass is to big?"

George: "yes!"

I softly laughed before turned around now lying on stomach. George placed his head down again.

George: "thank you now I can see the tv."

I slapped his head and he groaned. He then zapped thru the tv until he found something to watch.

George: "are we going to fast?"

Mike: "to fast in what?"

George: "all this..."

Mike: "yes we are going fast but nothing is out of comfort zone. So I'm fine with it."

George: "okay good to know."

He smiled softly at me before turning his head back to the tv. I placed my hand in his hair and softly started playing with his hair.

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