𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎'𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚟

After Tuesday morning I hadn't seen George as we were both busy preparing for Portugal. Thursday morning came earlier then expected and Denzel went home yesterday. I had just parked my car at the airport and hoped out. I opened the trunk and grabbed my silver colored suitcase out of it. I placed the basic black east-pack on my suitcase and locked the car pulling the the car door one last time to check if it was really closed. It indeed was and then I walked into the airport and found the Red Bull team, more the media part with Max and our trainers and PR managers. I fist bumped everybody expect for Max. I was still kind of pissed as he had never apologized for it. If only Callum knew... he would have a problem. I looked to my black Nike airforce shoes and to my light grey sweatpants. They are kind of big...? SHIT! These are from George!

Wesley: "your taking oversized very literally."

Mike: "nah I just found these in Callum's wardrobe."

He laughed at me which made me laugh as well. We soon went thru passport control, bag control and all those stuff until we arrived at the gate. We all took place on a chair there and waited till the flight started boarding. I had a RBR polo on with George's sweatpants and then my black Nike Air Force ones. Nothing to special. George snapped me and when I opened it I saw a picture of myself with a little text: 'nice sweatpants you got there!'
I looked around trying to find him and after a while I saw him with a grin on his face. I made a picture of my face with a small grin and then added a little text as well: 'if someone asks... it's form Callum.'
Our eyes locked again and he shook his head softly with the same grin on his phone. A loud voice echoing thru the airport made me realize we would board now and when I saw George getting up as well I knew we would have the same flight. We boarded the plain and sat down. Alex sitting besides me as I was sitting at the window. In front of me was Lewis sat and next to Lewis was George.

Lewis: "great now I'm stuck between the three of you."

Mike: "excuse you? I'm not that bad."

George: "your the worst!"

Mike: "am not! Alex?!"

Alex: "I would agree with Mike. GEORGE IS THE WORST!"

Mike: "agree!"

George: "mean!"

I stuck out my tongue and then we all went silent to listen tot he safety rules even tho we could all dream them by now. Not to long after we took off and flew towards Portugal.

George

Can I stay in your room this weekend :))

You don't have your own?

I do... but I would rather stay with you :))

Oh go to your own room clingy!

Can I at least stay over :((

If you behave well I might let you :))

You mean!

Uno reverse!
Seen

I looked at George thru the space between Lewis and his seat and saw him pout at me making me grin. Alex was asleep for some reason so my flight was quite boring if you ask me. We were finally about to land so time to wake up Alex.

Mike: "wake up asshole."

Alex: "we are half way aren't we?"

Mike: "nope landing in 5 minutes so wakey wakey boy. Besides you snore!"

Alex: "I do not! Right?"

Mike: "you indeed don't."

An annoyed look was on his face as I laughed at him. We both collected our last stuff before we landed. He still looked annoyed at me and that made me laugh a bit. I pulled him into a hug.

Mike: "oh don't pretend your angry. We all know you love me deep down there."

Alex: "maybe..."

I shook my head before we got out of the plain and collected our suitcases. I got my rental car, a Lotus Emira in a steel blue color. It looked nice. I placed my luggage in the trunk and drove to the hotel. The hotel was 7 minutes away from track which was nice. I checked in and got to my room on the sixth floor. I did a bit of unpacking until George called telling me to come over and he also told me his room number. I grabbed my backpack as I would head to track afterwards. I was wearing blue jeans with my basic black belt and a dark blue Nike shirt as they were my head sponsor. I had a mid height ponytail and my cap was hanging on my backpack. My Nike airforce ones with a black color on my feet as I walked around. My ponytail swinging with every move I made. I finally arrived at George's room on the second floor and knocked. The door swung open within a few seconds and I was pulled inside. He kicked the door shut with his feet and his lips immediately crashed on mine. His hand on my lower back giving my now arched back support as I was taken back by the action. He pulled back with a boyish grin now on his face.

George: "hi!"

Mike: "what got you so damn happy?"

George: "that I can kiss you."

He placed a soft kiss on my nose as I giggled. He was absolutely a sweetheart. I placed my bag next to the door and walked into his room further. I looked around at the exact same room I had and saw George lying with his arms open. I kicked off my shoes and jumped into his arms... literally. He groaned as my body landed on him and then chuckled softly at my smile. I pecked his lips before I rested my head on his chest/shoulder.

Mike: "I missed you."

George: "I missed you too."

I was softly drawing shapes on his chest as his arms were wrapped around me. Both silent just enjoying each other's presence. George being the first to speak up after 10 minutes.

George: "any plans for today?"

Mike: "going to track in a bit afterwards training with Wes and... then actually nothing. You?"

George: "exactly the same."

Mike: "your training with Wesley too?"

George: "no you smartass."

He tickled my side softly making me giggle a bit. I moved my head so we were looking at each other. Both of us smiling at each other. I kissed his cheek softly before getting up.

George: "no come back..."

Mike: "if you want me to pee my pants... then yes sure I will come back."

He looked at me and then shook his head. I used the toilet and then looked on my phone. Time to go. I pecked George's lips and placed my Red Bull cap on my head before I walked out and towards my car. I started the engine and drove to track.

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