Sofia van Camp
"Sofia, what were you thinking?" Max asked with a strict but worried voice.
I just shrugged my shoulders and cuddled even deeper into my plane seat as we were on our flight over to China, where this weeks race would take place. Luckily it was a private plane and we had some space for us, only Max and his team were here as Kelly needed to go back to Europe.
"Was it because of what Carlos has said?" the Dutch added and raised an eyebrow, already knowing the answer.
"I don't wanna talk about it." I mumbled and didn't even look at him as some tears built up in my eyes.
"Sof, I really understand your pain and what happened is unforgivable, but this was the third time this year you completely got drunk because of it. And I will not be there every time to stop you from making such a thing or even ending up with some stranger."
"I know." I whispered, before I turned my head and looked up, "Thanks Maxi."
He gave me a warm smile and took my hand, which he slightly squeezed.
"It will get better, I promise." the Dutch said and tried to convince me, but I shook my head.
"No, not as long as he's around, he's just like him."
"But he's my team mate Sof, he won't go away any time soon." Max laughed and I even had to smile slightly at the joke, before I turned serious again.
"But he's exactly like him, thinking he's the best and such a celebrity every woman wants just because he's a racing driver, he doesn't care about woman at all, he's an annoying as and he's Spanish."
"So he's good looking as every Spaniard is good looking you once said." Max grinned and suddenly a pillow flew towards his face.
"No! Shut the hell up."
"Sorry Sof, I didn't mean it. I understand you and everything you said is true, but he's not Rafael."
"Doesn't matter, I hate him." I grumbled, "And he brings it up every time he sees me, he likes making fun of it and me and I hate him even more for that."
"I understand you." Max whispered and pulled me into a hug, "But he hasn't cheated on you the night of the proposal so maybe you can be a bit more civil around each other, it would really make things easier around the paddock and team."
"No." was my only answer and I heard Max jiggle, but he didn't say anything, knowing that I was very stubborn.
He just gave me a kiss on my head and the rest of the flight we cuddled and talked about our families back home in Belgium. A little later we arrived in Shanghai and quickly made our way to the hotel.
Luckily today was only Tuesday so I had one more day off before all the work and media appointments would start. As it was already pretty late afternoon I opted for the SPA area of the hotel instead of going out with Max and his manager.
When I arrived at the indoor pool, after I had changed in my hotel room, I saw, that someone was there and of course it was the other RedBull driver and some of his friends.
"Hey Sofia, wanna join our game?" Lando asked excitingly as he saw me entering the area.
My look quickly fell on the Spaniard, who was standing in the chest high water next to the McLaren driver.
"Yeah sure." I returned as Lando was really fun to hang out with and Charles, who was also there, seemed pretty friendly too.
Quickly I laid my towel on a bed next to the pool before slipping out of my robe. When I turned around again I saw Lando and Charles already throwing a ball between them while Sainz was starring at me. He quickly looked away as he saw my look, asshole.
After a short shower I joined the boys inside the pool. Nicely I greeted Charles and introduced myself, same as he did.
"I think we have already met back in the day at some karting event, I am sure about that." the Monegasque returned and laughed.
"That's very likely as I had been to some of Max's races, not many unfortunately." I returned and smiled at him.
In the corner of my eye I just saw Sainz rolling his eyes at the interaction between me and Charles. The Monegasque was really nice and friendly, like most of the other drivers I had met so far, why couldn't Sainz take some of that.
I was quickly distracted from my thoughts as Lando threw the ball at me and we stared a little game. During the game we spoke and laughed a lot, even though the Spaniard was more quiet than normal.
Maybe he was scared he would lose his face in front of his friends if he would start insulting me like he always did. I didn't mind as Lando and Charles were pretty fun and we laughed a lot.
"Maybe we can make a little match." the Brit suggested after some time and gestured towards the little goals on each side of the pool.
"Great idea, team Ferrari against team Belgium than." I laughed and grabbed Lando, who laughed as I referred to his Belgian mother.
"I drive for RedBull." Sainz grumbled, but Charles didn't listen and just pulled him over to the other half of the pool.
"Let's go!" Lando shouted and threw the ball into the middle before he and Charles ran and swam towards it, fighting for the first touch.
As the Brit got the ball first I quickly made me way over towards the other goal and as I was free Lando passed me the ball. Suddenly I was standing in front of Carlos, who was in front of the goal and I just smirked at him before I threw the ball, into the goal.
"Yes!" I celebrated and swam over to Lando where I hugged him.
Charles though was quick and this time we had to defend. It was pretty intense but also fun and after some time we had scored three goals each. Suddenly I was at the side of the pool and Lando passed me the ball.
As I wanted to turn and ran towards the other goal I noticed that someone was blocking my way, Sainz. Surprised I stumbled back and my back hit the side of the pool whilst the Spaniard followed my movement.
"I guess you have to pass me the ball." he said and smirked.
"F... Forget it." I stuttered as he was coming slowly closer, until he placed his hands left and right next to me at the edge of the pool, caging me in between.
"Sofia, pass me the ball!" Lando shouted from behind and surprised Sainz turned his head before looking back at me confused.
This movement inside the water just caused him to stumble forward he his bare chest touched mine for a moment, before he luckily backed off.
"Asshole." I whispered, before it took the moment of confusion and swam pass him towards the goal.
The Spaniard quickly noticed what had happened and swam behind me. The moment I stopped and passed Lando the ball I felt his hands on my hips, trying to hold me back, but I pretended to swim further and my foot hit his private parts.
"Ouch!" he screamed before shouting a, "Fuck you." behind me.
A smirk came to my face and I stopped and turned around, whilst Lando was busy throwing a goal.
"Oh sorry, have I just destroyed your most important parts? I think you will have to take a break from fucking around for some time, too bad." I nudged him before I started laughing at my joke and swam over to Lando, celebrating his goal, whilst Sainz stayed with a dropped jaw behind.
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Same but Different | Carlos Sainz
Fanfiction"You hate me. I hate you. It's all fine, except that I can't get you out of my head."
