Will Buxton.

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The entire room goes quiet and I gasp, it feels like I've been punched in the stomach.
Daniels smile fades and I can see his jaw clench. His eyes almost spit fire to the reporter as he almost growls, "you have no idea what you are talking about."
The reporter decides to push a bit more. "Well we received a letter in which the parents of this ex explain that your girlfriend is the reason they lost their son."

I'm completely frozen in my spot and all I can do is stare at Daniel who is fuming right now. He almost breaks the microphone, he squeezes it so hard.
I'm afraid if the reporter keeps pushing Daniel will jump up and kick the living daylights out of him.
Max also sees that and he puts his hand on Daniels arm.
"Calm down mate, we know the real story, don't let him get to you."

Lewis obviously doesn't know the story so he's got a shocked look on his face.
Daniels eyes scan the crowd looking for me, when he finally spots me I shake my head and silent tears stream down my face.
"I'm leaving." He gets up and makes his way through all the reporters who are frantically taking pictures and are trying to get a response from him.
When he reaches me, he grabs my hand and practically drags me out of there.

When I feel his skin on mine I take a deep breath, I didn't even realize I held it in.
We rush through the paddock and straight into the McLaren garage.
He takes me back to a secluded space where there aren't any cameras and pulls me into his arms where I let my tears run freely.
Michael and Daniels assistant come rushing in after us and Zak also follows.
"What the f*ck was that all about?!" Zak raises his voice.

"Zak! I know you're my boss, but shut up. That guy has no idea what he was talking about and that story is not true." Daniel snaps at him.
He makes his way to a chair and sits down while pulling me on to his lap, I am still shaking and crying from the shock.
He strokes my hair and kisses my head. "Do you mind if I tell Zak what happened?" He whispers in my ear.
I shake my head and Daniel explains everything to Zak and his assistant.

While he's talking I calm down a bit and Michael hands me a glass of water and some tissues.
"Thanks Michael, gosh it's the second time I've completely broken down in front of you. You must think I'm crazy." I sniff and take shaky sips of the water.
"I don't Sky, trust me, I think you are an amazingly strong person who experienced something horrible. I could never think you are crazy." He gives me a comforting smile and I just know I've made a friend for life in Michael.

"Ok so what are we going to do to fix this mess?" Zak asks when Daniel has finished talking.
"By now this is going to be all over the tv and internet, so we can't just do nothing." He adds.
I bury my face in my hands. "I'm sorry I'm causing this trouble. What can I do to fix it?"

Daniel holds my chin and makes me look into his eyes, "nothing about this is your fault. We'll think of something."
By now the room is filled with people from the team who all heard Daniel tell Zak what happened. Also the PR people and they come up with a suggestion, "Skylar, would you be ok with talking to somebody to give your side of the story?"

I nod, "yes I can do that. I just don't know if they will believe me. I mean the police back home have reports of what happened, but I don't know if we can get to those."
Daniel shakes his head, "I'm not going to put her out there for those vultures to tear her apart about this. If you want to talk to the press, let's just choose 1 person who can talk to you." He still looks angry, "just not that motherf*cker who came up with this bullshit."

"Babe, it's ok. I think I can handle it. I have to do something, because this lie will hurt you as well. I don't want to cause any trouble to you or the team. I love you too much." I run my fingers through his hair and stroke his cheek. I can't get enough of his 2 day old beard under my skin.
"Who can I talk to?" I ask the PR person.
"Is there anybody you'd be comfortable talking to? I'm sure they all want to talk to you." She asks me.

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