ever since Franco saw you walk down the runway that one night..He became obsessed.

You are a model, he is a Formula 1 driver, head over heels for you, trying to get just an ounce of attention from you, to take you out, but you found it fun, so you kept him stringing along.

he came to your every show, watched just you.

he even paid for a backstage pass. Walking in there after the show, looking at you as you moved around the room. “Say anything..and i will do it, just go out with me, please…” he pleaded.

you chuckled “finally found a girl that you couldnt impress?”

he grins “i will eventually”

“Youre delusional.” you smirked

“Im delusional..” he agreed almost, watching you from that safe distance “Just go out with me…a simple coffee.”