You and Lewis never really spoke, with him driving for Mercedes — and you for McLaren.

Though overtime you couldn’t help but notice him stealing glances at you whenever possible, mainly when you were in your own world, your AirPods in.

You were walking down the paddock, your racing suit around your waist, sunglasses resting on your nose and fireproof on.

You passed the Mercedes garage and once again, found Lewis watching with interest as you passed.