98: Your mother

Authors note = sorry for being idle. Because of that you'll get two chapters at once.Love you all <3———

Saturday

Luciana's point of view

'Welcome back, Miss Vasseur', someone in the Ferrari garage welcomes me.

'Thank you, Fritz', I smile.

A warm arm closes around me. 'Still getting used to you being a Vasseur again', Charles kisses my cheek.

'I will always be a Vasseur', I correct him.

'You were born to be mine, the universe knows it, I know it', he smirks.

I roll my eyes. 'You ready for Quali?', I ask.

'Yes, I promise you I'll get a podium qualification', he smiles.

'You just jinxed it', I sigh.

'No, it's a promise, mark my words, Vasseur, mark my words', he says as he turns around.

'I thought I was a Leclerc?', I ask.

'Leclerc-Vasseur!', he yells as he enters his driver's room, ready to get changed.

The people around the garage laugh about it, some even give me a little wink or an 'ahw'.

'You are walking with me', Sienna smiles and holds my hand.

'Good morning to you too, Sienna', I laugh.

'Yea yea that can wait, Max and Maeve arrived with the same car today, are we really waiting this shit out?', she asks me.

Sienna's point of view

'I mean... it's clear that they already you know... fucked ', I whisper.

'Very clear, but Maeve probably has a good reason why she hasn't told us yet', Luci points out.

'I didn't have a say in you finding out I had a boyfriend!', I hiss.

'That's because you were fucking each other under the grandstands, you were being stupid', she laughs.

'We weren't... making love', I sigh.

'Yet'.

'You are clearly no fun', I roll my eyes. 'I want to know everything about their relationship, come on, us all being with F1 drivers!!', I say happily.

'Not so loud, Sienna. Come on, it's harder for them, they are teammates'.

'Really? So two teammates who are around each other 24/7 and are currently hooking up is harder than a girl being in love with her BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND?', I ask.

'Sienna, not everything is about you, come on girl. Let them be happy'.

'I want them to be happy! But they have to tell me that they are together real soon or I'm throwing bricks at people's heads', I sigh.

Luciana rolls her eyes. 'Come on, let's head to the Redbull garage, say our things, and then we head to the stands'. She looks at my mischievous grin. 'No talking about 'them'! Sienna! Promise me!'

'Alright, I promise'

Maeve's point of view

'Good luck', Max's mouth moves to my ear. 'Girlfriend '.

I smile at him. 'Good luck, Max, see you after quali'.

I turn around smiling, immediately greeted by my two best friends.

Sienna looks like she just saw a ghost and turns to Luciana who gives her a strict look and holds up her finger.

'What's going on, girls?', I ask.

'Nothing', Sienna immediately smiles as if she just got a lecture from her mom. 'Just wanted to wish you good luck'.

'Like always', I smile and the three of us go in for a hug. 'I won't disappoint you two'.

'You could never', Luciana assures me.

'She's right', Sienna kisses my head.

Luciana grabs my helmet from one of the engineers and hands it to me. 'Here you go, baby'.

'Thank you, Mom', We laugh.

A couple of engineers yell to each other, time to clear the garage, time to set some good times.

'Only 5 minutes left until quali, I better get inside my car', I smile.

'Alright, we gotta hurry to the stand', Luci hugs me. 'Bye baby'.

'Bye Maevey, love u', Sienna joins the hug.

'See ya girls'.

Luciana's point of view

We walk to the stands but we get interrupted by the calling of my name.

'Luciana! Ma chérie!', I turn around to find my dad standing there.

'Hello Father', I give him a tight hug. 'Ready for quali?'

'Yes my dear, I am! Charles is really really really sure that he'll get a podium this weekend and-', he turns to Sienna. 'Your brother is in a particularly good mood since that Donaldson girl is attending the Grand Prix more often'.

'Rebecca is so sweet! I'm really glad they met each other, maybe we'll get a Ferrari double podium?', Sienna says.

My father pats her back. 'I sure hope so, Sainz, although our hopes might be too high'.

'Charles promised me a podium, I told him not to jinx it', I explain to my father.

'And you are right to tell him that, although I must be honest, the car has improved a great deal', my father smiles, he always smiles when talking about Ferrari.

Ferrari is his passion, he met my mother because of their love for Ferrari and he makes sure I love Ferrari with my entire heart.

And I do, I really do.

'I'm happy about that, let's hope we can bring it home one more time', I say.

'Mr Vasseur!', A interviewer yells. 'Picture with your daughter, please? We love the bond between you!'.

I smile at the interviewer and Sienna backs away, my father places his arm around me and kisses my cheek.

'Wow, you are the spitting image of your mother, Miss Vasseur', someone gasps.

My father grabs me tighter, as a comforting move to reassure me that he loves me and will always love me, but also that he agrees highly with the person.

'So they say, I can't be more blessed', I say loudly.