The dancer and the driver ~Lando Norris~

~7~

Yep, I am officially stupid. I just hung up on him before he could explain himself. How could I do such a thing? I didn't even let him finish. suddenly I felt my phone vibrate.

Caller ID: Lando🧡

Shit...

I picked up the phone and I was quiet. "Tara, listen to me. And listen well. You are mine alright? And that will never change, even if I don't reply for a little while. it is just busy with all of the training weekends," He said in or breath. "You there?" He asked when he didn't get a response. What he did get were sniffles. 

"I-I'm so sorry, Lando..." I said between the sobbing. "hey hey hey, it's right. Don't cry... How about I face time you?" He askes. "Sure, but don't mind my state now though," I quickly said before switching to face time. 

"Hey," He said. 

"Hey..." I replied. 

"You look beautiful, Love," He said with a smile on his face. Knowing it would smile at me. Which it did. 

"Thank you, Lan..." "It feels good to hear you say that again..." He sighed. "What? Lan..." I said and I saw him grinning like an idiot. Well, he is an idiot. But he is my idiot. 

We finished our talk and we were now just talking about bullshit things. I felt that my eyes were about to close and I let out a sigh. I was already in bed and changed so I could just fall asleep. Sorry, Lando...

Before I knew it I felt my eyes close and a soft goodnight from Lando, But no hanging up sound.

~~~ 

The next morning I woke up to find a sleeping Lando covered in his blankets. 'Goodmorning, Lan," I whispered, which made him stir in his sleep. I just looked at him while he slept and saw that we have been calling for 8 hours straight. "Damn..." I whispered. 

"Admiring me in my sleep, Love?" I heard a groggy voice say. "Goodmorning to you too," I said and chuckled a bit due to his morning voice. But can I say, DAMN his morning voice is hot as FUCK. 

"You're staring," He said and I went out of my daze. "Sorry..." I apologized. "Oh no, it's fine. I love being looked t by you, seeing your admirable eyes looking at me in my eyes. And over my body..." He said and I forgot how much he could turn me on just by saying something like this. 

"You're turned on right now, aren't you?" He asked. "Maybe..." I replied, pushing my head in my pillow and letting out a groan. "Do you have to be in Barcelona?" I asked, a little desperate. 

"Only for a couple of days..." He said. "Next weekend is the last training and then I'm coming home for your show. And after that, we have all the time we want," He said with a glistening in his eyes. I knew he hated this too just by the look on his face. 

"My trainer said to forget about you, you know... So I could focus better, I was only talking about you..." He said. "But what about that interview then?" I asked. "I had to say that so the press would be off our backs. They can be hella annoying," He explained. 

"Have you heard anything from Olivia actually?" I asked. "Since we were all close and stuff at the party... I think I saw her there..." I said looking away from my phone. "No, nothing. Except for the usual bullshit about wanting me back, now that I'm 'famous' and stuff," He said. 

"But you didn't reply, right?" I asked again, letting the jealousy get the best of me. "No, Tay, I haven't said anything back to her. Anything except for 'No', Alright Baby girl?" He said. "Alright..." I said still a little jealous. 

~~~

The day went on and we hung up at around 8 o'clock. I had to get to dance practice and he to his practice. I only had Thirty minutes to get everything I needed and to get there on time. "Gosh, I am so going to be late..." I muttered and started to leave without my phone.