Monza.. who doesn't love Monza? Working at Mclaren has it's benefits such as the parties after a good result. It doesn't get better than a 1-2 finish so of course we had to celebrate as a team. Not gonna lie I let a few tears spill, I can't help it we've worked towards this moment for years. I'm extremely proud of Daniel and Lando, working for them has been a pleasure..most of the time they can be a pain in the ass if they want to be.
Anyway it's time to get ready I'm lucky to have Charlotte helping me. My fashion sense is non- existent. "Okay Char help." she laughs at me looking through my dresses. Of course she picks the one I'd never wear. It's your basis little black dress that accentuates my curves. "How about this one?" "I don't know I don't feel comfortable in that one." "Have you ever worn it?" "No but.." before I can finish my sentence she shoves the dress in my arms pushing me towards the bathroom. "Go put it on!" she gasps when I open the door. "Do I look that bad?" she shakes her head spinning me around. "No no no you look amazing!" "Thank you Char but are you sure I should wear this one? I mean there's more to choose from." I say pointing to the pile of dresses laying on my bed. "I'm positive and I bet a certain british boy won't be able to keep his eyes off you." she winks looking me up and down.
"Who? Lando?" she nods her head. "See, you're already thinking about him as we speak." I scoff at her answer. Lando and I are nothing more than bestfriends even if I did like him there's no way he likes me back. "I heard that, you've really got to keep your thoughts in check. Can I be honest with you?" "Yeah I guess so." "I'd say you go for it , tell him you like him." "Tonight?" "Yeah the sooner the better." "I don't know I'll see what happens." "Alright, are you ready to go?" "Yup let's leave."
As the night goes on I haven't caught a glimpse of Lando which is weird, he's the man of the night along with Daniel. Charlotte went to dance with some people of the team awhile ago leaving me alone sitting at the bar asking for another drink. I'm getting a little tipsy already. I feel a presence sitting down in the chair next to me not thinking any of it I take another sip of my drink. "Watch out with the alcohol Y/N."I turn around in my chair locking eyes with none other than Lando himself. "I see you decided to show up." I scoff. "Ahww did someone miss me?" I keep my mouth shut not giving him an answer. "Oh c'mon not even a 'congratulations'?" "You know I'm proud of u loser." he gives me a small smile that makes my heart flutter. A couple drinks later and me being a bit drunk by now. "May I have this dance?" he asks offering me his hand. I down the last bit of my drink feeling the alcohol burn in the back of my throat and hold his hand, letting him drag me to the dance floor.
His hands are down to my hips and mine resting around his neck. "I forget to tell you earlier but you look gorgeous tonight." he says his eyes sparkling in the light. I giggle resting my head against his chest. "Thanks Lando, you don't look too bad yourself." he lifts my chin up to meet his gaze. "We both know I'm incredibly handsome." I know he's joking but still he's not wrong about that. I'd say you go for it , tell him you like him. Charlotte's words don't seem to leave my mind. "I like you." my eyes widen as I realize what I just said. I confessed my feelings? I keep my eyes down scared to see his reaction. "I'm sorry it must be the alcohol talking." I say finally looking up at him again. To my surprise he has a huge grin plastered on his face. "You know what they say 'drunk words are sober thoughts'." he says and slowly closes the gap between us and kisses me softly.
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