/Before I write this. CARLOS JUST WON HIS FIRST EVER!!! VAMOS!!!! (probably be weeks before anyone even sees this).
Skipping down the hall way to make it to breakfast the all familiar crashing into another person washed over her. "This needs to stop happening." Laughing before looking up. "What crashing into me?" Thick in an English accent. Omg it's not Carlos. It's Lando! "Oh Lando, hi" Confusion fell on them both. "What brings you by?" Taking a step back from the man. "I mean I could ask why are you coming from the direction of Carlos' bedroom?" Beginning to stutter, forming words felt impossible. Why on Earth would I be coming from Carlos' room! Moments later the Spanish man called for the two for breakfast.
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Once again the three of them sat around the dinning table to eat breakfast. Clara went to reach for her chair Lando quickly pulled it out for her instead "Here you are." Grin nearly as wide as Daniel Ricciardo's. Carlos glared at the two mainly at Lando whom he was about to murder him with no hesitation. Had him and Clara not have a moment last night as he thought? "So do you guys have any plans?" Clara attempted a conversation. Lando was quick to reply with a slight flirty tone in his voice which made Carlos grit his teeth together and tighten his grip on his spoon. "And you, Carlos?" He wasn't paying much attention as he was lost in thought but when he snapped back to reality and seen the two staring at him, he swiftly jumped up leaving his bowl and left.
Left at the table the two looked at each other with a questioning look. What was that about? "Someone should probably go check on him." Both saying together. Smiles grew together also. Clara began to stand up along side Lando and before she could turn to see if Sainz was okay the Englishmen grabbed her back. Flash backs from last night rushed to the front of her mind, no space was left in between them. Hands were brought up to Clara's face tilting her head up. Lando's lips part planting them on Clara's.
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Carlos POV:
Anger fired inside me. I've known the girl all of a week since she beaten me to my own beat talent! Yet she makes me feel anger just by being round me. I tried to calm down which eventually happened. I began to head back out to where I had previously stormed off from but I was met with something worse then hell. The scenes that fell before me bubbled that same feeling inside that I previous got rid off. What the actually fuck.
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Normal POV:
Basically rushing away from the kiss Clara looked into Lando eyes. His eyes were filled with lust that was soon gone as hand met face. Meanwhile the front door slammed shut removing one of the two Spaniards from the house. "Why would you do that?!" Clara softly shouted at Lando. "Why would you slam me?!" He questioned back. "Stop! Answering! A question! With! Another! Question!" Snapping back at the man. That similar feeling Carlos had Clara soon felt and quickly copied his steps as she stormed out of the house. "Going to find your boyfriend I suppose!" Lando shouted together the girl.
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Secret Obsession - Carlos Sainz
Fanfiction"ITS LIGHTS OUT AND AWAY WE GO!" Two Spaniards. One passion. Formula One is the only way forward for her. He's already in her dreams. Or maybe not. Maybe she's in his. (There are bits of spainish in here just for warning but it does have a trans...
