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𝑨𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊
I ran a hand through my hair as I stared out into my backyard.
home at last
I left Mick in Australia as he was having too much fun and decided to start my little break from racing home.
my real home
I love this time of the year in London. After winter of course.
I poured myself a cup of tea before heading to the living room.
I switched on the TV and melted away in the sofa cushions.
Don't get me wrong, I loved relaxing in Australia with Mick, but nothing beats being in your own house where you do anything without someone telling you what to d-
ding dong
"every time!"
I walked over to the door and swung it open.
"what?"
"hello to you to" Lewis said inviting himself in.
"what does his royal highness need?" I teased bowing.
"you"
My eyes widened.
"p-pardon?"
He laughed.
"I'm inviting you to come LA with me and my family"
oh
The Lewis Hamilton considers me family?
"yes I consider you family you dummy" he said tossing a pillow at me.
how'd he-
I caught it and tossed it back.
I try to cut my time in the US to the bare minimum aka just for racing. But somehow I always get pulled back in.
I sat down beside him.
"when?"
"tonight" he yawned.
My eyes widened.
"what!?"
a few moments later
"why smack didn't smack you smack tell smack me smack earlier!?"
"Amani!"
I'm currently sitting on top of him smacking him around with a pillow.
I gave him one last smack before stopping.
I let out a sigh resting my hands on his chest as he had his rested on my sides holding me down.
