It has been a week since I joined Jess in Monaco and we are getting ready to go to the Netherlands. I am looking forward to showing Jess the same hospitality that she showed me. However, there is something bothering me about Jess. She seems a little better since she arrived in Monaco. I am not sure if she is getting outside help. Not that it matters. What bothers me about it is she doesn't really want me involved when I already am. Oh well, Jess is her own person. I just need to worry less. These thoughts are going through my head as we get ready to leave her small apartment. I soon join Jess who is standing next to her car.

"Are you ready to go?" I check on her.

"Yes. I have everything," Jess replies. With that, we place our stuff in the back of the car. We do a quick game of scissors, paper, rock to see who gets to drive to the airport. Jess manages to win on the first go. After three and a half hours of travelling, we have finally made it to my place. It appears that spending most of the day travelling has made us both tired. I soon made up my mind. We are going to spend the night relaxing.

"If you don't mind, I am going to spend the night relaxing," Jess reads my mind. It doesn't take long for us to get comfortable in front of the TV. Jess soon picks something for us to watch. For some reason, she has chosen a horror movie. The thing is I don't mind but I think Jess has ulterior motives. I will find out as the movie progresses. For some reason, I wrap my arm around her. Something tells me that I will need to protect her from the horrors on the screen. It doesn't take long for my instinct to be confirmed. She lets out a cute squeal as the monster claims the first victim. I can feel her grip on my shirt get tighter.

"Sorry Nyck," She whispers.

"Don't worry. You chose a horror movie," I responded. To be honest I am not as scared. I feel like the movie is too predictable. Oh well, there is not much that I can do. After an hour and a half of watching the movie has come to an end and I have an interesting problem. Jess refuses to let me go. I find myself smiling at the situation. I wouldn't mind but right now I need to order some take out for us. Jess' tummy grumbles signifying that she is hungry. With that, she finally let's go.

"Sorry about that," she remarks.

"I don't mind. Someone had to protect you," I retort getting a giggle from her. Now that I am free from her clutches I get to work on ordering some food for us. I feel like I am still a little peeved that Jess won't accept the fact that she is stuck with me. I guess that I will have to give her some time. I mean I can wait another seven years if I have to. I hate the fact that my feelings for Jess are turning me into an overprotective boyfriend. Hopefully, Jess understands why I am like this. It is the day after and it is finally Jess' turn to meet the parents. At least they shouldn't be as bad as her mum. I will find out as soon as I knock on the door. For some reason, Jess glances at me as I knock on the door.

"hallo Nyck hoe gaat het met jou? (hello Nyck how are you?)" My mum greets me.

"mama vind je het erg als we Engels spreken. ik heb een gast (do you mind if we speak English. I have a guest)," I ask. The thing is I know my mum's English is not the best but I feel like Jess' Dutch would be worse. I guess I will find out later.

"Sorry come in," She apologises then lets us in. At least my mum is not as embarrassing as Jess' mum. There is one thing that I am sure of. Jess will be spoiled. The thought puts a smile on my face. She needs it from someone that isn't me. It doesn't take long for the two of them to start cooking. I take our stuff to my old room. I am impressed that not much has changed. I put it down to the fact that my mum is sentimental. As for my father he couldn't care less so long as I am winning or at least trying. It is hard with a driver like Jess. I soon head back to the kitchen where I am greeted by a sound that I haven't heard for a while. Both my mum and Jess are laughing quite hard. Oh no. I am sure that means my mum has told her one of many funny stories about me. I hope I am wrong.

"Nyck, how come you didn't tell me about your karting days?" Jess questions as she catches her breath.

"Unlike you Jess I was rubbish for a while. Then I started winning and things got better. That is before I met you," I retorted. Now I see why she was laughing.

"That's unfair," Jess retorts.

"Says the one that was better than me," I counter. I soon find myself thinking about the first time that I met Jess. It was at the first race of my second season in the world karting championship.

Today is going to be an interesting day for me. It is the day that will determine whether or not I will have to work on keeping my championship. Sure it is only the first race but I already have a challenger. She has proven to be very quick however I am willing to put up a fight. It doesn't take me long to find the new girl. She is with another person. I assume that he is her brother after all they look similar.

"Now Jess just remember to keep your mind focused on what's ahead of you but most of all you are here to have fun," I catch the last part of what is an interesting lecture.

"That's all I came to do Jules. Anyway, I think someone wants to meet me," The girl excuses herself.

"My name is Nyck," I introduce myself.

"Jess. It's nice to meet you. You will have to excuse my brother. He worries about me too much," Jess replies. So I was right. After a quick chat we soon part ways as we have a race to finish. The thing is Jess seems like a laid back person but I will be proven wrong. It doesn't take long for the race to start. Jess is quick to put pressure on me. I am not going to give up that easily but neither is she. After a battle that feels like it has gone on forever, I finally make the wrong decision that allows Jess to slip past. Oh well, it is only the first race. I am sure there will be more battles between us.

Those were the days. I just hate the fact that people change. To be honest it is more about what brings about those changes rather than the fact that change happens.

"Nyck, what are you thinking about?" Jess asks.

"Just the first time I met you and the fact that Jules was worried about you," I responded. The thing is I feel like I have filled in the role of her older brother well enough. The thing is I know I can never replace someone like Jules but I honestly care for Jess. Maybe I care too much? Who knows?

A/N I used google translate for the Dutch. If there are any corrections that need to be made please let me know. As per usual don't forget to vote and/or comment.