this week was the monaco grand prix and it was massive for you and your boyfriends family. you were french so it was the closest you would get to having a home grand prix and your boyfriend, arthur, and his family were all monegasque so it was the home grand prix.

now after was a development and reserve driver for ferrari, but his brother charles was an actual ferrari driver.

this weekend you would be attending all three days to watch charles. you, arthur, charles girlfriend alexandra, lorenzo (the eldest brother), and lorenzo’s fiance charlotte as well as pascale (their mum).

it was race day and charles was starting p2. obviously charles had got you all VIP guest passes. you, arthur and alexandra were all on the grid with the mechanics and celebrities and media before the race started in 15 minutes. you all had a headset around your neck which was connected to a little box which connected to charles radio.

you had a red silk summer dress on which had a drape neck with your hair down in your curls while arthur had a ferrari top, being a development driver meant he had too, and some blue jeans. he walked next to you, his hand on your lower back as you walked to charles car.