Switched | Sebastian Vettel

Chapter 44 | A visit to Zürich

When I found an email with a ticket to fly to Switzerland I first thought it was some scam and if I would've clicked on the click here to see your ticket I would get a virus on my laptop. But then I thought of Sebastian, who was back home again after another race. I got out my phone and started to text him.

To Seb:
Would you in any way know something about a plane ticket to Switzerland that had landed in my inbox?

It didn't take long until Sebastian came online and started to type something back to me.

From Seb:
Mmmh.. A plane ticket to Switzerland you say? No, I don't think I know anything about that. But now that you somehow go that ticket, I guess I'll pick you up on Wednesday from the airport? (;

I couldn't help but let out a laugh at Sebastian's text. So he did know something about that plane ticket.

To Seb:
How did you know the ticket was for Wednesday? I didn't say anything about that.

From Seb:
Shit! I guess I'm busted.
But I can come and pick you up from the airport on Wednesday, right?
Not that I drive all the way to the airport and you just leave me hanging.

To Seb:
I wouldn't even dare to do something so cruel like that. But next time, please tell me before hands. I don't think I dare to ask my brother again for babysitting Mr Picatso.

From Seb:
I don't know... I think he would like Switzerland more than your brother's house.

To Seb:
SEB, stop.

From Seb:
Okay. I guess I only have to pick you up on Wednesday. But I am going to be disappointed to not see my favourite hairy friend with you.

To Seb:
I think I can deal with that.

I put my phone away and looked at my laptop. Suddenly I had things to do. I had to freaking pack for my short time in Switzerland. It was Tuesday so tomorrow morning I would already be flying. I stood up immediately and run upstairs to yet again get my suitcase out of the closet. It wouldn't even be weird anymore to just leave it open in my room just in case Seb was doing things like this more often. Although I'd rather him just ask me before clearing my schedule for me. Mr Picatso slowly had followed me into my bedroom and sat himself down at the end of my bed, watching how yet again I was packing. I looked over at him as I sat down on the floor.

'Don't worry Mr Picatso, this time you don't have to stay with two dogs that are way too much for you.' I said to my cat and waited for him to respond with some sort of a meow. But he only just looked at me for a while until he started to lick himself behind his ear. Maybe he doesn't care that much.

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On Wednesday morning at eleven AM, I was waiting until I could board my plane. I had been texting Seb and been complaining about how while what he had done was very sweet, he shouldn't be doing it twice to me, because I had a very stressful less than 24 hours since he had planned this trip for me. Last night I had to figure out to who I could send my cat to. I first asked my parents but apparently, they had something planned too, so I gave it a shot with Maureen who was accompanied by Daniel for the whole week. It took some negotiating, but I finally got them to stay at my house since Maureen said her house wasn't very cat-friendly. I was about to stand up to board, until my phone went off with yet another text message. My first thought was that it was Seb, but it wasn't. It was Benjamin. Mmh, that was a surprise since I haven't heard from either him or Troye since that awful Monday morning.

From Benjamin
Hey Maya. Do you want to hang out tonight?

I couldn't help but frown at his question. Either he wanted to be very casual about this whole situation between me and Troye and him or something else was going on and I wasn't sure which option I'd rather want.