Y/n pov

Car reveal time, a few weeks after the Daytona 500, Y/n is sitting impatiently in the make-up room.

"Why am I even sitting here? It's supposed to be a car reveal, not a fashion show... correct?" I Thought to myself.

I was thinking about past winter, it has never been such a tough winter "break" with all the training and strict schedules, I had to keep myself to, I barely had time to really do anything. On rare occasions I could hold a short convo with anyone, but really hadn't had the time to have a proper conversation with Madison. It was only limited to a few FaceTime convos which were even trickier with the huge timezone differences they were struggling with. I was wondering what she's up to... "She probably asleep right now, it's 10:00am gmt time, must be around 4:00am EST time." I thought to myself. Anyways.

I sent her a goofy picture of me sitting in the dressing room while waiting for my sign to go up to the car, I hadn't even seen Max Verstappen his teammate.

How would that be? Alongside the first and only Dutch world champ, who got crowned world champion in Abu Dhabi.

Max Verstappen enters the room and you two shake hands.

"Wassup Y/N, new star on the block I heard." Max and I shook hands.

"Correct, Max, it's a pleasure meeting you, looking forward to the new season." I was confident we could make a great pair.

"Sup champs, you two will walk to the car, we'll give a short speech about it and how proud we are to start as a new team in Formula 1, here's a little script, but the host of the event will do the questions you two have to answer, now follow me."

Max, our teamboss and I walked down a staircase and took a left. There was the car, it was still in the dark. Y/n had only seen renders so far, this would be the first time seeing it in real life!

The event starts and the lights start to shine onto the car and the engine was fired up.

There she is in full glory, the Porsche F91, isn't it a beauty? Asked your teamboss smirking.

I was speechless, I had never seen such a good looking F1 car.

The host of the show then called Y/N, Max and your teamboss onto the podium. All three walked up to the stairs and onto the podium. They were welcomed under a loud applause.

"Y/N Y/LN, Max Verstappen, Welcome, how are you two doing?" Asked the friendly host.

"Doing good, thank you." Max smiled.

"And you Y/N?"

"Busy a lot, during the winter."

"Well we hope you're ready for the season, it's gonna be a tricky one, alongside the reigning world champion."

"Babe, why are you looking so much on your phone?" Asked my boyfriend Nick Austin while driving

The new Porsche F91 get's revealed somewhere today, I wanna know what it looks like. I answered

"The what?" Nick frowned his eyebrows confused.

"The new Porsche formula 1 car."

"Since when are you into Formula 1 racing? Isn't that a strict European motorsport?" Nick got even more confused

"It's becoming more global these days, it's actually super interesting, you should try a race, or atleast have a look at Drive to survive, the Netflix show."

"Hmph, driving an overpriced car around in circles each day must be super interesting and super intense." Nick got sarcastic, no good...

"Baby, just give it a try, my friend Y/N is driving in Formula 1 this season." I said in an effort to convince him

"Hmmm, must be a cool dude." Answered Nick grumpy

"Wrong answer." I thought to myself

He parked infront of my house but didn't step out of the car himself.

"Where are you going?" Now it was my time to be confused.

"Going home, I'm tired."

He then drove away without even saying goodbye...

Saddened by the convo, I just went inside my house, my dog Bowie sprints towards me and goes for a hug.

"Heyy baby." his tail wags around happily.

He went looking around, probably looking to see if Nick comes in as well.

"No Bow, Nick went home sadly."

Bowie looked at me then proceeded to lick my face as a kiss.

"Awww thank you baby." I said in my puppy voice.

I grabbed my phone, saw a snap from Y/N.

I open the snap and I see his goofy face.

I send him one back with me and Bowie.

I then go onto scrolling through instagram and I see the new Porsche F91.

"WOW, that's a super nice livery."

I send a picture of the car to Nick, he read the message but didn't reply back...

I went to get up and take a shower, I set myself some music up and let the warm water flow over me. I was thinking about what I was going to do, now that Nick is upset with me. I decided to make it a self care day.

I went back to the hotel room and instantly got in the shower. I let the water flow over me and scrubbed all the dirt and sweat of myself. I finished showering and went to lay onto bed.

"My flight from Stuttgart towards Barcelona is gonna be quite early, I should really check if I packed everything."

I went through my suitcase and checked it, passport, charger, my comic books of the dark knight and all my clothes, I'll have to pack my toothbrush tonight and I better not forget to take a few extra bars of soap.

"Alright, time to head towards Barcelona." After rechecking my suitcase and dressing up. For the traveling I wore a black Pier one shirt and a pair of black pants, I took my triple white Jordan 1 lows as shoes. And wore my black watch as accessory

I went downstairs to the restaurant, took a plate, and went for scrambled eggs, bacon and a croissant as breakfast. Pretty big breakfast for me doing, but the flight was gonna take some time. Going from hotel to hotel was never a lot of fun for me. I'd rather go home or stay at a friend's place, normally I'd do that if I had a race in the same country as one of my friends live.

I got my suitcase and a taxi cab drove me towards the airport, I managed to book myself a private jet, a preparation I took before I flew from Amsterdam to Stuttgart, luckily my bank account could take it. Much better then a public plane with everyone knowing me. I should do this more often when traveling.

I walked towards the plane, greeted my pilot and co-pilot and then got in, all my luggage was loaded in as well.

I went to sit down in a comfortable seat. I went to scroll through my phone a bit, saw a text from Madison, I kinda missed her voice, I still remember the fun we had during that evening in Daytona, I wonder if I'd ever get time on the short term to hang out with her again...

"These past few weeks have been tense, with all the meetings, training and traveling. It had been a disaster on my social life, I hadn't really talked to Y/BSF/N in a while. It was somehow affecting me, I didn't mind the traveling or anything, but I just miss some moments, just grabbing a cafe in town with friends or just an evening of gaming with em..."

I just haven't got the time for it...

"This is what I always wanted, being a kid, but now that it's about to happen, it's kinda sad to realize how alone I get at some points."

"So why did you decide to start racing?" I still hear Madison ask that question. I'm nervous, but for what am I exactly nervous? The pressure from the media? Or from the team?

I'm always my own biggest critique and in my opinion, only I can exactly know when I preform good or when not. But am I trying to be too much of a perfectionist just to please myself? I keep asking myself that question.

My own hardness was the reason my last relation with Ava ended, I was always pushing myself, mentally beating myself up whenever I did not perform as I wanted and it caused the tension between me and her. Perhaps her parents were right to force her to end it with me...

Many people consider me overly harsh on myself, but for me, I always want to achieve the optimal result reachable and if I ever feel I miss out on something, I feel stupid. I want to win and that spirit always stays within me.

And honestly, it feels like it's worth it...