FORMULA 1 - One Shots (L.N.)

💔 Lando Norris - This is your fault Part 2

So this is Part 2 to my last one shot. I hope you like it and thanks for all your votes so far. 😊

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It has been two weeks now since I last saw Lando. He tried a couple of times to reach me on my phone after I left but I ignored it. He really hurt me with what he said. I know that he was angry because of the bad race but I promised myself way before I got together with Lando that I would never let me treat like shit from any boy. And he did exactly that on this day. Of course I really missed him and it wasn't helping that this weekend was another race.

When I came back home from Imola my family was surprised as they expected me not that early. But as soon as I walked trough the door I knew that they all saw that something was off. I walked into my room after greeting them so I could unpack my suitcase. In the evening my older sister came into my room and just looked at me, with that I had a total break down in front of her and told her what happened. She was shocked because she knew Lando quite well as we were together for over one and a half year now. She said that she thought that he would be my forever and still thinks but I think she was wrong about that.

The first week I wasn't quite myself, I didn't sleep, I didn't eat and I wanted to do absolutely nothing. My sister, my parents and my friends tried to cheer me up and make me laugh but they failed. All I wanted to do was to go to Lando and cuddle up with him. Often I found myself starring at my phone and the home screen of Lando and me on our first vacation together in Croatia. I think I lost track of how often I almost clicked the call button to call him but then I thought about the whole conversation again and also the hurtful words of Lando. And it wasn't as if Lando tried really hard to get in touch with me, he just called like five times and then the calls stopped. He didn't even went to my home to talk it out. Instead I saw photos on Instagram of him playing golf with Max and partying with all of his friends and some girls. He seemed quite happy and laughed like nothing happened and everything was perfect, but it wasn't. Not for me. I couldn't understand how he could be so okay with what happened and how we were right now. Not talking to him at all was hard. After I left in Imola I thought that he would come to my house as soon as possible so we would talk it out. But as it didn't seem like he regretted the things he said to me and about me, I decided to try and let it go after this week full of suffering. I went shopping with my sister, partied with my girls and began to laugh again. I tried to not look at Lando's Instagram anymore.

But on Saturday was Qualifying in Portugal and I thought long about watching it or not. In the end it was clear I had no other choice than seeing him drive. I mean I still loved him and wanted him to do good but I would lie if I said it didn't hurt. At the end of Q1 Lando was the driver at risk, because on each lap he made small mistakes. His engineer told him on the team radio to concentrate more because it was really close to being out. But Lando seemed like he had a hard time to focus and in Q2 he made a silly mistake which put him in the barrier. With that the Qualifying was over for him and on his way back to the garage he seemed pretty down. I wondered what was going on with him as it normally was easy for Lando to focus. The sound of in incoming call disrupted my thoughts and when I looked at my screen I saw his name.

I accepted the call without thinking much and said "Hey". "Hey, did you watch it?" he asked me hesitantly. "Yeah." "It was shit." he said bitter and I just could agree with a "Yeah" as I didn't know what to say. Whenever he had a bad race or Quali he came to me for support but he didn't talk to me for the last two weeks and now he suddenly changed his mind? "I am sorry but I have to go." I told him coldly and ended the call. What did he expect? That I would just forget everything. Certainly not. The next day I also watched the race but again he wasn't 100% focused and made the same mistakes again and again, in the end being P11. I knew that he wouldn't be happy about that result so I wrote him a short message saying 'Cheer up. You'll come back stronger next time✌'. When I laid in my bed this evening Lando still hasn't replied to my message making me angry about myself and doubt my decision about writing him. But now it was too late.

At 9 pm someone rang the doorbell, I was alone at home and was not expecting anyone. So I made my way downstairs opening the door. The first thing I saw was a colourful bouquet with all my favourite flowers and colours. The next thing were the short brown curls through which I loved to run my hands. Lando looked at me with a mix of emotions in his eyes, happiness, sadness, regret and love. "Hey" was all he said quietly. "Hey, what are you doing here? You were just racing in Portugal." I replied. "I couldn't wait any longer to see you, so I took the first flight back home. Can I maybe come in? Or not, or..." he said unsure. I opened the door wider so he could come in. "Thanks, these are for you." he gave me the flowers which I took out of his hands with a small smile. We went into the living room and stood there, both not sure what to do or say.

Lando looked at me with pleading eyes and spoke softly "I don't even know where to start. But I want you to know that I am so sorry about everything that happened. And I also know that an apologise is not making my behaviour being okay. I really didn't mean what I said in Imola to you. You are my strength and my biggest supporter, without you I am not able to do anything right. I don't want to be without you, like ever. And I am such an asshole for not getting this earlier. You are my number one priority, always and that's also what you deserve. Nothing less!" I could feel the tears running down my cheeks, Lando came over to me and wanted to cup my cheeks with his hands but before he touched me he looked at me questioningly. I nodded and he gently wiped away the tears with his thumbs. Because he was so near I could see that he was also crying. I said "These last two weeks have been just awful for me. Whereas you didn't really look sad." and he shook his head "You know I'm not as quick thinking as you. But this time without you was like missing an important part of me and nothing could change that and I don't want that either. I love you with everything I have and I would give up everything for you. Even the driving. I am sorry about being so dumb and hurting you. I promise you if you give me another chance I will show you what you mean to me and I will never hurt you like this again. Please give me one more chance!" I looked at him and couldn't help but smile at this adorable man in front of me opening his heart to me. "Okay you idiot. But this is your last chance, understood?" was all I said before I slung my arms around his neck and kissed him with all the love and passion I was feeling. I could feel him smile into this kiss and he picked me up kissing me back showing me how much I meant to him.