Y/n waited in the hospitality area for almost an hour but Charles was a no show. Eventually she decided to go and find him.

Y/n: Charles?

Charles: Yeah? Oh... Y/n... What?

Y/n: Charles please talk to me.

Charles: I have nothing to say.

Y/n: Then let me explain...

Charles: Sorry, I gotta go.

Y/n: Charles wait!

He had already walked off leaving Y/n alone. She turned back and headed for Pierre's car. He said he'd meet her there.

Pierre: And?

Y/n: He stood me up. I found him and tried to talk to him but he shut me out. Only this time he seemed more closed off than before... I don't know why.

Pierre: Give him time.

Y/n: You're right. I'll let him come to me. He knows I want to talk so now I just wait. Anyway, let's head back now. Big day tomorrow...

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Everybody was getting ready for the race and the pit lane and paddock were chaos. Y/n thought more about Charles and what to do and decided she'd go to Charlotte. She might know what to do.

Y/n: Hey

Charlotte: Y/n? I didn't know you were here

Y/n: Yeah, it was kinda last minute. Anyway I was hoping to talk.

Charlotte: What's up?

Y/n: Are you expecting Charles soon?

Charlotte: No, he's with the team.

Y/n: Okay, well he and I haven't been on good terms recently and I-

Charlotte: I know, he told me...

Y/n: Told you what exactly?

Charlotte: That you guys fought, that's it.

Y/n: Okay, well I really need to talk to him but he closed himself off from me... what should I do?

Charlotte: I think he needs time. He cares about you a lot and I can see that this fight has gotten him pretty distracted and upset. Maybe give him space till he figured things out.

Y/n: I live with him Char! How can I give him space.

Charlotte: Just steer clear of his path until this settles...

Y/n: Okay... Thanks, I gotta get to Pierre before Charles comes back.

Y/n walked off feeling slightly better but couldn't shake the feeling of guilt off. Her lies had caused him so much hurt and he couldn't afford to be distracted, not with the race starting soon.

By the time Y/n pushed her way back into the Alpha Tauri garage, the cars had already headed out to the grid.

When she went to find Pierre she walked straight into Charles.

They stood looking at each other before Y/n spoke up:

Y/n: Um... good luck and I'm sorry, I'll be backing off...

Charles: Y/n-

She walked off before letting him answer and when she looked back Charles had put his helmet on and was sitting on the grass.

Y/n eventually found Pierre and ran up to him, giving him a big hug.

Y/n: Good luck Gasly! You'll crush it!

Pierre: Thank you Y/n. See you after the race.

Y/n cleared the grid with all the mechanics and fans and got herself comfortable just in time for the start.

"ITS LIGHTS OUT AND AWAY WE GO!"

She was happy to see Charles get away nicely but turn one got tight...

"OH AND THERE WAS CONTACT! TWO CARS HAVE SPUN OFF AND IT LOOKS LIKE A FERRARI HAS GONE STRAIGHT INTO THE WALL! ITS A BIG CRASH! THE MCLAREN AND ALFA ROMEO WERE INNOCENT BYSTANDERS BUT ARE TAKEN OUT BY THE CRASH..."

Y/n: Where's Pierre?! Was he involved?

Engineer: No, he managed to get past it.

Y/n: Thank goodness! But which Ferrari?

Engineer: Leclerc's. Don't worry, he responded on the radio and is heading for a medical exam as we speak.

Y/n: Okay... thank you. Where is he?

Engineer: Last building to your right in the Paddock. You won't be allowed in until the checkered flag though.

Y/n: Oh... Guess I'll wait here...

Once the race had finished Pierre secured fourth and Max had won. Y/n congratulated both Pierre and Max on the result before running to find Charles.

She got to the room and Charlotte was already there. She reached for the door handle but stopped herself.

He won't want to see me right now...

She turned when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

Pierre: Let's go together...