Helena Petrovic, Serbian tennis player with the title of being number 5 in the world
Charles Leclerc, Monegasque formula 1 driver with the title of being the world driver champion
What happens when the two both end up escaping from reality in a smal...
"Match, Petrovic" I let out a breathe I was holding the whole point
That's when I realize, holy fucking shit.
I won. The crowd is so loud it almost drowns out the sound of my rapid heart beat
I won the entire god damn tournament, I did it.
I quickly shake my opponents hand, the smile on my face unable to be sustained
"Helena!" I turn to see Sofiia, and Alesia being allowed onto the court after I did my interviews
I jump into their arms, joy overwhelming me
I made it worth it. I won.
Alesia- "You fucking did it lena!"
"I fucking did it!" No one can hear us as everyone's cheering is to loud
I thought it was stupid when people said they felt as if they were on top of the world, but damn am I up there right now
Once we all finish taking pictures and I talk with some fans i'm allowed to leave
The second we get in the car, trying to make sure no one can see me I pull up the Saudi Arabian grand prix
It started an hour ago
I think i'm being slick, ensuring that no one in the car sees me watching the race until Alex spins out making me gasp surprised
Sofiia- "What? Why are you gasping like that?"
"Um, nothing"
Sofiia- "What is that?" she sees my screen growing confused
Alesia looks back from the front seat, seeing my screen she smirks, "She's watching Formula 1" The brunette winks at me making me roll my eyes
Ever since I told her about Charles she's been determined to get me to admit to anything with him
I get a notification on my phone telling me I was tagged in a story
opening it I laugh, "They are not just cars driving in circles dumbass"
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I quickly exit the screen so I can watch the race again, Charles is in P3, with George and Max ahead of him there's 20 laps left
Alesia- "Lily says Alex is okay"
"That's good" I mindlessly answer, I bought the f1 membership thing where you pay 10 dollars a month to watch the races, I have my camera pinned on Charles, watching his every move to make sure he's okay.
We make it back to the hotel with only fifteen laps left he's in p2 with max ahead by two seconds
Alesia- "Lena, put the phone down for two second"
Xavier- "You look like an ipad kid"
"Fuck you just give me ten more minutes"
I connect my phone to the tv so I can watch better, Alesia joins me, the two of us watching as Charles passes Max in the last turn, crossing the finish line
