when worlds collide [george russell]

Chapter 24

After two full weeks of not seeing each other and the 2022 season about to start the next weekend, Willow and George managed to see each other again.

George suggested for them to meet in a pub, because they couldn't always just stay at one of their places.

George was already there sat at the bar when Willow entered the pub in Soho.
She noticed him all the way from the door where she had just walked through. How he sat on that barstool, both elbows on the bar and a half drunken glass of beer between his hands.

„Willow Pillow! There you are!" he slurred his words as he spun on his chair to face her.

„George? Are you ok? You're drunk already" Willow was confused by his surprising drunkenness and she could smell the beer out of his mouth when he pressed a kiss on her lips, this time not gentle at all, rather brutal as he crashed into her.

„I'm not drunk! I've only had two beers while I waited for you" he blabbered after he took another big sip of what seemed to be his third drink.

„George...lets just go to my place it's around the corner and you seem really drunk. You can lay down and maybe then you can tell me what is going on." Willow suggested and then helped George got down from the high chair.

„I don't think you should be drinking if your about to drive your first race of the season this same week. Especially if you just switched to Mercedes. There are big expectations on you and we all want you to succeed." Willow started to tell him as they walked to her apartment while George walked in zig zag line beside Willow.

He looked at the floor for a minute not saying anything until he suddenly let it all out at once.

„That's exactly the problem! I can't do this anymore! Everyone has expectations and I can't keep up with this! Not Mercedes and not this." he said and pointed at the both of them.

„George, what... what are you saying?" Willows voice started to shake now.

„I can't... Ive made all of these promises and I can't keep them all. I can't be there for you anymore.. not like this." he said and tear appeared in both of their eyes.

„What? Are you kidding me?" Willow couldn't wrap her head around what was going on. Where was all of this coming from and why was he talking so much bullshit. For a moment she felt sad but now she was angry.

George had gotten drunk and now he was talking nonsense. Willow had enough for today.

„George call an Uber, I can't do this right now. Call me when you are ready to talk about it normally." she said agitated and put the key in the lock of her door, which they were now stood next to.

George stood there without moving and watched her shut the door closed without looking back.

As she walked up the stairs to her flat the tears stared rolling down her cheeks and they didn't stop until she fell asleep half an hour later curled up in bed.

George didn't call the following day and he neither did the days after that.
Willow stayed in bed, curled up only getting up to eat a slice of bread or drink a cup of tea for several days.

On Sunday she checked how George had done in the race, mostly because she always did and she couldn't imagine not doing it.
Although she was angry and confused she still wanted to see if he did alright. In fact he actually did great, he got P2 in his first race which meant he also just earned his first podium.

She tried and see what he looked like on the podium. If he looked just as rough as her, but that wasn't the case. He looked like always, just a little sweaty from racing.
This got Willow even angrier and she turned the TV off quickly, unable to look at this any longer.

Willow went back to bed. She hadn't done any of her work for Uni in a week and things were stacking up on her todo list but she couldn't be bothered.

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A/N

guys I'm so sorry! I was on a holiday with all of the people from my class since we graduated this year, so I didn't really find time to write but I'm back now!!

This chapter is a little shorter because I wrote it on the plan but believe me: shit's about to go down