angel's journey to formula 1 is almost completed, but it has been anything but easy. being the only girl in formula 2 is hard, especially when her every move is compared to her twin brother.
what is going to happen when she finds herself gravitating...
10 seconds after lando had left, i get approached by someone.
(italian)
"angel." nick says, walking up to me alone.
"oh nicky." i say, before wrapping my arms around him. he does the same, and lifts me off the ground whilst pulling me in close to him.
"are you okay? did you get hurt?" he asks, once letting go of the hug, but not letting go of my hand.
"no, just shocked me a bit." i say, giving him a weak smile.
"thank god, but how are you feeling? i mean, you were having an amazing race." he replies, squeezing my hand.
"it is pretty shit, but that's what happens sometimes. i'll get over it."
"if you need someone to talk too, im here for you."
"thank you nicky, it means a lot."
"of course, anything for you. where are you going now?"
"aston martin, i'm watching qualifying in there."
"do you want to maybe go out after qualifying?"
"i wish i could nicky, but i have a lot of work to do. i'm sorry, race weekends are really busy for me." i say, feeling guilty for lying. but i wasn't telling a complete lie, i did have work to do later.
"no i understand, it's fine."
"you should probably go before kimi sees you."
"stop worrying about everything, he saw me a little while ago and i just told him i was with my father here. im probably gonna see if he can go out tonight instead." nick replies, laughing a little.
"okay, good. i just don't want you two to fall out about me."
"he won't find out i promise."
"thank you, i should probably get to aston martin now."
"yeah okay, bye love." nick says, kissing your forehead before saying goodbye and parting your own ways.
i head to aston martin and once i enter the garage, lance calls me over.
(english)
"angel! such a shame what happened in your race today." he says, greeting me. could everyone stop bringing it up?
"yeah it's disappointing, but there's still tomorrow's race." i say, nodding.
"yes exactly! good luck tomorrow."
"thank you. good luck in qualifying!"
"thanks angel." he says, before i say goodbye and head over to fernando to wish him good luck.
(spanish)
"fernando good luck in qualifying!"
"thanks angel, today was unlucky but i know you will come back again tomorrow."
"hopefully." i reply, heading to the pit wall.
i ended up being at aston martin for two hours, but after leaving i went straight to change into some running clothes and to re-do my makeup once again.
(outfit below)
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