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forfucksakesniall · 10 months

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"Car's Outside" - part 3

Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Driver!Reader

Summary: As the morning light streamed through the curtains, you found yourself lost in thoughts and confusion from the previous night's encounter with Lewis, unsure of the true meaning behind his request to trust him.

Word Count: 2792

Trigger warning/Content Advisory: This content contains references to personal struggles, emotional confusion, and vulnerability. It explores themes of self-doubt, and the complexities of relationships. It also includes a mention of a past crash incident.

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You were lying in bed, still feeling the weight of confusion from the previous night. The meaning behind Lewis's words to trust him remained in your thoughts.

You hadn't noticed that Lewis was already standing near the door, observing your expression while the thoughts run through your mind. He could tell you were feeling overwhelmed, maybe the message he had said wasn't clear enough. To grab your attention, he gently knocked on the door frame.

"Good morning... would you.. like to go for a jog..?" he asked, hoping to offer a fresh start to the day.

He waits outside your hut as you get ready, and he can't help but bounce up and down with nervous energy. Reflecting on the events of last night, he realizes that maybe he shouldn't have made such a bold move. He starts stretching, hoping to release some of the tension.

As the door creaks open, revealing your presence, a smile lights up his face. Seeing you there gives him a glimmer of hope for what could be.

He explains the planned route and the distance you both intend to run.

"But why? We're on vacation," you question, not entirely sure why you agreed to the jog in the first place.

"Well, we can shorten it a bit," he suggests, willing to compromise.

You ran together, following a path that led deeper into the jungle. You continued running, and you couldn't help but notice the jungle becoming denser and thicker. Despite your curiosity, you refrained from questioning him and trusted the journey ahead.

After what felt like a 10-kilometer run, he guided you to an open hut with see-through curtains and a mat.

Coming to a stop, he turned to you and explained, "This is one of the activities we'll be doing."

Confused, you asked, "And what exactly are we supposed to do here?"

He replied, "Have you ever tried meditating before?"

"No," you admitted.

"Ah, I see," he responded. He entered the hut and settled on the floor, resting on a pillow.

"That's what I'm here for. Join me."

Curious yet skeptical, you cautiously entered the hut and sat next to him. Glancing at him to see if this was a playful prank, you observed him closing his eyes and placing his hands gently on his legs.

With a mix of hesitation and willingness, you mirrored his posture and closed your own eyes, embarking on this new meditative experience.

"Set an intention for your meditation, like finding peace or reducing stress. Take deep breaths, focusing on the sensation of your breath. If your mind wanders, gently bring your attention back to the breath."

"Observe any thoughts or sensations without judgment. Show gratitude for the practice."

✧*̥˚ Timeskip *̥˚✧

He instructs you to open your eyes and return to your reality.

This experience has opened your mind to new possibilities. It has sparked a desire within you to explore spirituality and seek answers to life's deeper questions.

"What are you thinking about?" he asks, his voice filled with curiosity.

You take a moment to gather your thoughts before responding. "I've been contemplating my racing career and if I should still be doing it..." you begin.

"Originally, I joined because I had some natural talent and thought it could be a good goal. But as I got more deeply involved, I became inspired and driven to become the best I could be."

You pause, a hint of sadness seeping into your words.

"But by doing this, I've started to feel lonely. I look around and realize I'm slowly losing the people I once had. It makes me question who I am and what's the point of it"

You finish speaking, your voice carrying a mix of longing and uncertainty, hoping that somehow he might understand the weight of your words.

"It's definitely not easy to stay motivated, but having a support system is important," he advises, his voice filled with genuine concern.

"Surround yourself with people who motivate you and remind you of your worth. Taking care of your mental and physical well-being is also important, especially in high-pressure situations. I find meditation, exercise, and spending time with loved ones to help maintain a positive mindset."

You finally meet his gaze, and a genuine smile graces your lips. His words echo within you, offering a glimmer of hope and comfort.

You both stand from your meditation spot, and you begin to walk back together. Along the way, your hands and arms sometimes brush against each other, creating a subtle but electrifying contact. Your mind starts to wander, but you quickly remind yourself that he's your teammate and not to read too much into it. He cares about you, but it doesn't necessarily mean romantic love.

Arriving back at the huts where you were originally staying, you notice that his family is awake and eagerly waiting for both of you. The air is filled with anticipation as you join them, ready to embrace the day ahead.

✧*̥˚ Timeskip *̥˚✧

The afternoon unfolded with a delightful array of beach activities, including surfing, beach volleyball, and building sandcastles. Laughter and excitement filled the air as you soaked up the sun and relished the refreshing ocean breeze.

As you lounged on a reclining beach chair, enjoying the quiet atmosphere, a staff member approached you with a warm smile.

"I hope you're enjoying your stay, ma'am. It's time for your massage," he informed you.

Confused, you glanced over at Lewis, who winked in response.

Ah, so this was one of the surprises he had planned.

With a nod, you followed the staff member into a peaceful room decorated with a massage table, inviting relaxation.

"The masseuse will be with you shortly. Please make yourself comfortable on the table while you wait," he instructed kindly.

Expressing gratitude, you settled onto the table, anticipation mixing with a sense of calm. The gentle sound of waves in the distance and the soothing scent of essential oils created an ambiance of tranquility. You closed your eyes, ready to embrace the refreshing experience that awaited you.

"Good day, Ms. (Y/L/N)," she greets you. "This is a spiritual massage."

"Oh, okay," you respond, not fully understanding what she meant.

The masseuse begins to explain the concept of having a spiritual journey. She explains the idea of letting go and detaching from outcomes. She compares it to a river's flow, where resistance only leads to exhaustion and missed opportunities. By surrendering and embracing the natural unfolding of life, you create space for new possibilities.

You listen attentively, realizing the importance of releasing attachments and finding a balance between taking action and trusting in the greater plan.

You lie on the massage table, and the masseuse's words sink in, blending with physical relaxation. You feel a sense of peace and tranquility, grateful for the wisdom shared during this spiritual massage experience.

You were peacefully lost in sleep, you were suddenly awakened by someone. Reacting without thinking, you sat up from the massage table, only to realize that you were wearing nothing but a towel. Embarrassment flushed over you as you noticed Lewis's crimson face, averting his gaze.

"Ummm... I'll wait for you outside," he stuttered hurriedly, clearly flustered by the situation.

It wasn't until you glanced down at your barely covered state that the full weight of embarrassment hit you, wishing the ground would open up and swallow you whole.

You appeared from the room fully dressed, finding Lewis waiting for you in the lobby area of the massage parlor.

"Hey, I'm sorry for, umm, scaring you," he apologized.

You simply nodded in response.

"Wait, it's already night?" you exclaimed in surprise.

"Yeah, they're actually waiting for you by the beach for dinner," he informed you.

"But I'm wearing this," you pointed out, referring to the dress you had used to cover your swimwear earlier.

"I actually got you some clothes," he handed you a paper bag.

"Oh, thanks," you said, inspecting the contents.

However, you noticed that the clothes weren't yours, about to mention it to him when he interrupted you.

"It's a gift for you."

You returned to the room to change into the beautiful dress he had gifted you, accompanied by matching jewelry. The gesture left you in awe, wondering how much effort and cost he had put into the gift.

"I'm ready," you called out to him.

He stood up and opened the door for you, and together you made your way to dinner with his family.

You joined the Hamilton family for a beachside dinner, the atmosphere filled with warmth and the scent of the sea. You sat together, the sound of waves crashing in the background created a soothing ambiance.

During the meal, you shared stories and laughter with the family, feeling a sense of belonging and gratitude. As the conversation flowed, you couldn't help but express your newfound spiritual journey.

"I wanna thank you all for making me come here," you began, your voice filled with sincerity.

Each family member listened intently, their eyes reflecting curiosity and support. One by one, you thanked them for their presence in your life, acknowledging the love and guidance they had given you.

"And Lewis, I want to thank you for giving me a another chance"

Lewis's eyes met yours, and you could see the sincerity and appreciation in his gaze. A shared understanding passed between you, acknowledging the growth and connection you had found through this journey.

The dinner came to an end, and the sky with shades of orange and pink, you felt a deep sense of gratitude for this moment and the people surrounding you. The beachside setting, the delicious food, and the company of the Hamilton family created a truly unforgettable experience.

Both of you walked back along the shoreline, the cool sand beneath your feet and the gentle sea breeze caressing your skin.

You continued walking, enjoying each other's company without any specific destination in mind. Eventually, you stumbled upon a charming hut illuminated by flickering candle lights

"You never cease to surprise me," you say, smiling at Lewis.

"It's all part of my charm," he teased, playfully settling into the hammock and making room for you. You scanned the surroundings, ensuring privacy, before joining him. Side by side, you gazed up at the night sky adorned with sparkling stars.

Then, unexpectedly, Lewis spoke up. "If there's anything you want to ask me... feel free. I want to stop hiding."

His candid admission caught you off guard. You felt a rush of emotions, realizing there were numerous questions you longed to ask. Yet, amidst the whirlwind of thoughts, there was one pressing matter that weighed heavily on your mind.

You shifted slightly, attempting to conceal the vulnerability that seeped through your words, apprehensive about his response.

"Why do you hate me so much?" you inquired, your voice tinged with a mix of confusion and pain.

"I don't," Lewis replied earnestly, his voice filled with sincerity.

Perplexed, you pressed on, seeking understanding. "But why...?"

"I didn't want to make things harder for being connected to me," Lewis confessed, his words carrying a hint of remorse.

"Being the only woman on the racing grid, you already face a lot of difficulties and criticism. I didn't want to add to that," he continued, his voice filled with longing. "You have no idea how much I wanted to be closer to you. From the moment you made your debut with Williams, you radiated joy and positivity. I could only admire you from a far, I can't even show you my true feelings."

His true feelings?

"When I learned you were moving to Mercedes, I was thrilled. But... if the truth came out, the media would twist it into a different story: 'Lewis Hamilton makes a move on a teammate.' I couldn't let them do that to you. I wanted to protect you," Lewis revealed, his voice laced with a mixture of regret and affection.

You fell silent, taking in Lewis's heartfelt words and the weight of his apology. His sincerity resonated with you, and you could sense his genuine remorse.

"I never apologized about the crash we had and the way I've been acting," Lewis admitted softly. "I'm sorry, (Y/N)."

His words held a hint of regret and a genuine desire for reconciliation. He acknowledged his shortcomings as a teammate and expressed his wish to have been more supportive, even in private.

You contemplated his apology, feeling a mix of emotions swirling within you. The hurt from the incident still lingered, but his genuine remorse and effort to make amends touched a chord within you.

"Thank you for saying that," you finally spoke, your voice carrying a blend of vulnerability and understanding. "It's been hard, and I've held onto those feelings for a while. Your apology means a lot, and I appreciate your honesty."

You paused, allowing the moment to sink in before continuing. "I can't say that everything is forgiven and forgotten, but I'm willing to try and move forward. We can work on rebuilding our relationship as teammates and find a way to support each other better."

Lewis nodded, his eyes reflecting a mixture of relief and determination. "Thank you for giving me a chance, and I promise to make things right."

The night continued, you both sat in the hammock under the soft glow of candlelight, engaged in heartfelt conversations, and slowly but surely, the walls between you began to crumble, paving the way for a new chapter in your journey together.

The night enveloped you both, creating an intimate space where words flowed freely and emotions intertwined. The air was filled with a mix of vulnerability, anticipation, and a shared understanding of the connection growing between you.

Lewis's question lingered in the air, and you couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and possibility. The world seemed to hold endless opportunities, and you were ready to embrace them.

"I have so many plans," you replied, a spark of enthusiasm igniting within you. "I want to continue pushing myself in my racing career, exploring new tracks, and striving for excellence. But beyond that, I want to discover more about myself, delve deeper into my passions, and chase my dreams fearlessly."

You paused, allowing your gaze to meet Lewis's unwavering eyes. There was an unspoken understanding between you, a recognition of the shared journey ahead.

"And with you by my side, I believe we can accomplish great things together," you added, a soft smile playing on your lips.

Lewis's expression softened, mirroring your excitement and determination.

"I feel the same way," he confessed, his voice carrying a depth of emotion. "With you, I've found inspiration, strength, and a renewed sense of purpose. I want to support you in every way I can, both on and off the track."

At that moment, as your eyes locked and your hearts beat in unison, you knew that your paths had converged for a reason. The world had shifted, and the future seemed filled with infinite possibilities.

Together, you were ready to embrace the challenges, celebrate the victories, and create a bond that would fuel your shared dreams. With hearts intertwined, you embarked on a journey that would redefine both your racing careers and your lives, forever connected by a love that bloomed amidst the roar of engines and the pursuit of greatness.

His touch was gentle, like a whisper against your skin. The back of his hand traced a delicate path, caressing your face with tender care. His face drew nearer, and you felt a mixture of anticipation and vulnerability. You closed your eyes, surrendering to the moment.

But just as his lips were about to meet yours, he paused. Sensing your hesitation, he leaned his head against your forehead instead. A wave of warmth washed over you as your eyes fluttered open, revealing him so close, his features etched with undeniable beauty.

In that fleeting moment, time seemed to stand still. You found yourself captivated by the intricate details of his face, his eyes reflecting a depth of emotions. The desire for this moment to stretch into eternity welled up within you, as if longing for an eternal loop, replaying the tenderness and intimacy forever.

The world around you faded into insignificance as you immersed yourself in this shared intimacy, where words were unnecessary and the unspoken language of connection prevailed. In that unguarded moment, you savored the closeness and the profound beauty that existed in the space between you.

It was a moment frozen in time, imprinted on your heart, forever etching his presence into the depths of your soul.

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