𝙶𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎'𝚜  𝚙𝚘𝚟

The Friday and Saturday morning were going faster then expected and before I knew it it was time for qualifying. I was sat in the car with a set of medium tires waiting to get out. I got signed out and then drove out on the pit lane. I was first to be out with Mike behind me. The out lap was normal and after another normal lap Mike passed me to get a flying lap. She passed me and did a quick wave which I returned. After she finished James my engineer came over the radio.

James: "you can do a flying lap but don't go full out yet. There's only one time placed by Smith."

George: "okay, copy that."

After the flying lap I drove in. I saw Mike's car in the Red Bull garage when I passed and she just got her screens on the car so she could go thru data. I secured pole for Q1 with Max in P2, Mike in P3 and Lewis in P4. The rest of Q1 we all didn't go out as we were far ahead on mediums from the rest. Q2 started and went by in the blink of an eye. This time Mike got P2 with Max in P1 and then Lewis in P3 and me in P4. We got out for Q3 and I found myself behind the whole pack. Mike was first to leave. I had a good gap before starting on my flying lap. After 2 flying laps the last minute went in and Mike and I were last to start the last flying laps. She started in front of me within 1,529 seconds. I came across the finish line and Q3 was now finished.

James: "good job mate. Staring P3 tomorrow."

George: "thank you. Who's on P1 en P2?"

James: "Smith on pole with 0.322 seconds to Verstappen and 0.563 seconds to you. Great drive."

Holy shit... Mike got on pole in her second qualifying! That's huge. I felt even happier then I already was. I would kiss her right in front of everyone but we promised to keep it to ourselves for now. I parked behind the P3 board and saw Mike standing on the halo. She jumped off and jumped into the team happy with her qualifying. After we all weighted we got our helmets off and Mike and Max gave each other a hug. When they loosened up Mike and I shared a bro's handshake and we looked each other in the eyes. I winked at her and she winked back both of us with a smile on our face. I let go of her hand and we both walked away. I walked towards my team and Mike walked towards Indy her PR manager to go do media duties. I finished my media duties as fast as I could to go back to the hotel to go to Mike. I grabbed my backpack from my drivers room and ran out of the hospitality to my car. I saw Mike leave 20 minutes ago so I knew she was already back at the hotel. I sat in my car and only then remembered I was still in my racing suit with racing shoes. My Mercedes cap on my head as I drove off in my rental Mercedes. I arrived and walked inside with a quick pace. When I arrived in front of Mike's door I knocked. She opened the door and I engulfed her in a hug as soon as I saw her.

George: "you did so good!"

She squealed as she didn't expect me hugging her.

Mike: "thank you! You did good too."

George: "we should celebrate your first pole quali."

Mike: "even tho I would love that... I have team dinner tonight and if tomorrow is good also tomorrow. So it would have to wait."

George: "what do you say... after your little team dinner."

A smile came over her and she nodded at me. We were still hugging and I pecked her lips before letting go and letting myself fall down on her bed.

Mike: "yea. Make yourself comfortable."

She walked into the bathroom and 40 minutes later she walked out looking absolutely stunning. A black pantalon with a silky button up in a beautiful dark blue color. Her hair was up in a clip and her make up was just some mascara with a little bit of dark brown eyeshadow. She walked to her suitcase and opened it. She was searching for her shoes I think. I was looking at her thru the mirror that was in front of her suitcase. She looked up thru her lashes and smiled shyly at me as a blush appeared on her cheeks. She found a pair of black heels and sat down on the side of the bed to put them on.

She was standing next to the little desk that was below the tv in front of the bed. I was staring at her while she placed her Apple Watch on along with her necklaces. Her earrings still in her ears. How could one girl be so beautiful? Her outfit perfect but realistic perfect. That's what many people liked about her. She tried her best to look good but not to much. I was still looking at her when she turned around to face me.

Mike: "I'm heading off. There's a spare key on the desk if you want to leave and come back in my room. I will see you later."

She took her phone and keys in one hand and winked at me before she left the room. The door closed and the room was silent. I could hear her heels slowly tap less as she walked. I jumped up and grabbed the spare key. I ran out of her room and went to my own room to take a quick shower and change. I was done within 20 minutes and ran outside with my light grey sweatpants and my black Mercedes shirt. I jumped into my car and drove to the closest supermarket to get some stuff. I got some snacks, fairy lights and a fluffy blanket. I quickly paid and drove back to the hotel. I walked into her room and laid everything out. The fairy lights over the headboard of the bed while the fuzzy blanket was lying nicely folded in the middle with the snacks next to it. I felt like surprising her... make her feel even better then she already felt. I looked at the result and was pretty content. I switched the lights off as the fairy lights were light enough. I started the tv and placed Netflix on so we could watch a film when she was back. I sat down on the bed and scrolled thru my phone answering some texts, scrolling thru Instagram, going thru Twitter... you know... that stuff. A door closed and I heard a deep sigh. Mike appeared around the corner. Her clothes were dirty and a little bit ripped while on her body were scrapes and some starting bruises. One deeper cut on her face. It went thru the end of her left eyebrow. A concerned look came over my face. I sat up straight and took her in.

George: "what happened?"

Mike: "I got hit by a fucking car."

She threw her heels into her suitcase before she let herself fall down on the bed. Her head hitting my lap. She sight when I got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom.

George: "come here Mikie."

I heard the bed squeal as she got off and walked into the bathroom. I cleaned her wounds and handed her a pair of shorts with the hoodie she still had from me before leaving the bathroom to change. I laid down on the bed again and after a few minutes she laid down next to me.

Mike: "thank you..."

George: "for what?"

Mike: "helping me and this surprise."

She pointed her finger at the fair lights then the snacks and the blanket and last the screen. I placed a kiss in her hair before wrapping the soft fluffy banket around her and holding her close to my body. The tension slowly leaving her body as she laid there and while we watched a movie she fell asleep. I didn't want to leave her alone tonight and so I also went to sleep after closing the blinds, putting the tv off and putting off the fairy lights. I was lying in bed with her curled up against my chest as we laid on our sides. How did she get so lucky to walk out of that accident like this? She could have died but then again our whole lives turn around dangerous fast cars around a circuit.

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