Chapter 32

Today is race day in France. After qualifying 4th yesterday, I'm ready for a god race. Lando and I walk into the paddock together. Ignoring the snapping cameras as we talk about the movie we watched last night. "That movie was so great." He says. "Yeah I loved it. I told you that the kingsman movies are great. We must watch the second one." I say. "I loved that part at the fancy dinner and the lady bought out Mac Donald's." Lando says making both of us laugh. "Yes that part was great. I loved it." I say and we continue talking.

Eventually finding the McLaren garage first. I wrap my arms around Lando's neck in a hug. "I'll see you later. Good luck babe." I say softly. "Good luck. See you soon." He says, kissing my cheek before walking into the garage and I make my way to the Red Bull garage.

I had a few minutes spare so I decided to scroll through Twitter. I see some photos of us laughing earlier as we arrived. I saved them to my phone and continued scrolling. Some of my mentions contain the similar photos so I opened them. What I saw bought a tear to my eye. "I can't believe he would do that." I say softly to myself. My eyes scanning the photos, taking in all the details.

His hands on their waists. Their smiles. The amount of photos with different girls. Every photo I find he just seems to be with a different girl. A tear falls from my eye and I wipe it away. I can't believe Lando would do this to me. I trusted him and now I see these photos of him posing with models who seem very close to him. And to make it worse these were taken at parties in Monaco while I was in South Africa worrying about my father. I lock my phone. Leaving it there with the screenshots to confront him about later. I need to push that out my mind now and focus on the race ahead.

We are half way through the race and I'm currently sitting in P9, just behind Sebastian Vettel. My mind hasn't been completely focused on the race. Which is the main reason why I'm down in 9th place. I tried my best to rid my brain of the thoughts about what I saw on Twitter but every time I just seem to focus something brings it back. I'm getting increasingly frustrated trying to concentrate and defend from Pierre as he keeps trying to overtake me.

Slowly the laps go by and in the final ten laps I find a gap, pushing past Sebastian into p8. Lando is ahead of me and I speed up. I move so I'm right on his tail. He defends against me but I get DRS on the straight and slingshot past him. "Dickhead." I say to myself as I move ahead of him in p7.

I cross the finish line in p7, right behind Charles. I park the car in the pit lane and jump out. Making my way over to Charles. "Hey, that was great. You almost had me." He laughs, giving me a high five. "Yeah. One more lap and I would have had you." I smile as we move to the FIA section. "Hannah!" Lando calls out, just having climbed out your car. I carry on walking. Charles looks at me. "I found photos of him with models in very interesting poses from the Monaco weekend. While I was in South Africa with my dying father. So I'm a little upset." I say to him. He frowns. "That's not ok. He probably didn't even think anything about it but it's still not ok. That's horrible. I'm sorry." Charles says and gives me a hug. "You have nothing to apologize about. It's his fault. His problem. Now he has got to deal with the consequences." I say.

I stand in front of Charles in line and then move swiftly through the room back to the Red Bull garage. A little upset about my result. I greet some of my engineers before walking into my driver room. Shutting the door behind me, I flop onto the couch. A few tears slipping out.

A few minutes later there is a knock on the door. I open it and find Charles, George, Max, Daniel, Alex, Lance and Pierre standing there. "Can we come in." Charles asks. I move to the side and let all the boys in, shutting the door behind them. "I told them what Lando did." Charles says. "Here. Proof." I say, unlocking my phone and handing it to the boys. They huddle around the phone. All looking at the images.

"That's not ok." "How could he do that." "Disgusting" "How long had you two been together by then?" They all said. "We had been together for about 2 months at that point." I say to them, answering one of them. "How could he do this." George says. "This is unacceptable." Max almost yells.

"I will try talk to him about it. Even though I don't really want to see him." I say, trying to calm down the angry boys in front of me. "No, he hurt you and that is never ok." Pierre says. "Yeah, this is an appropriate reaction." Max says. "I would never even dream of doing something like that." Says Charles. "Me neither." George adds, Max, Alex and Lance nod in agreement. "Some of us haven't known you for long but we know that you are amazing and deserve better than this." George says. A left over tear from earlier slips down my cheek, I hastily wipe it away. "Come here. It's all going to be fine." Daniel says. Walking over to me and giving me a hug, seeming like the calmest in the group. "Thanks guys, it's nice to know that you all are here for me." I say with a small smile. "Of course. Especially after that. Unacceptable." Alex says.

A knock on the door silences the boys. I open the door to reveal Lando. He looks at me and then notices the angry group of boys behind me. "Leave." Max says blankly. "How could you hurt her?" Charles questions. "An amazing woman who supports and loves you." Pierre adds. Lando stands there confused. I unlock my phone and shove it in his face, showing him the photos. "While I was with my dad in hospital. You are unbelievable." I say and after he gets a good look at all the photos. I pull my hand back and slam the door in his face. Leaving Lando with a stunned look. "That felt good." I say with a small smile and some of the boys laugh.