On and Off the Track

F I V E.

A/N ~ I know the positions are incredibly off, this is just to ensure they fit in with the story <3
Also apologies for the slow start, drama will happening very shortly. Thanks for reading Xx
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Me and Max quickly made our way over to McLaren hospitality. Max and I had planned to be in the garage until Lando went off on to the track and then make our way up to the the pit lane balcony, for a better view. I also loved seeing him pass the finish line. We got there at 1:45pm so Max and I had some time to kill before meeting Lando for lunch. We sat in his driver's room. I sat on the sofa and Max was playing with the basketball and hoop, Lando had set up in his room.
"How was last night?" He said, mid shoot.
"It was really nice, I just hate that we see each other so little now. The restaurant was lovely"
"Don't worry, I know Lando feels the same" a small smile formed on his face for reassurance, I copied but definitely didn't mean it. I can't lie it does worried that I don't see him that often anymore. I know I can trust him but there's always that doubt.

After a while of me and max chatting, Lando burst through the door, while chapping his hands together, "Let's grab some lunch, I'm starving" . We all left hospitality, laughing and lando told us about his meeting briefly, we went to the paddock club's cafe.

Max and Lando were chatting about up coming Quadrant events, when Charles walked up to us. He placed his hands on Lando's shoulder, making him jump.
"Hey guys, how's everyone" me, mid bite nodded, trying to swallow my sandwich as quickly as possible. Charles smiled at me across the table, his eyes lingering on me, longer then I wanted. I could feel my cheeks starting to go red. Luckily he spoke again, relieving the tension. "There's an after party at a club near my hotel, after the race. You guys should come" Lando looked at me and Max, checking that that would be okay, both me and max nodded in agreement. I would never turn down a party
"Yeah definitely, just send me the address, we will be there."

After lunch we walked back to McLaren. I was talking to Daniel, when Lando came behind me wrapping his arms round me. I smiled as I looked up at him. "We need to start prepping for the race now, Daniel" I nodded and left the two McLaren drivers to it. Max and I stood at the back of the garage watching the organised chaos happening in front of us. Everyone was doing some sort of important job. I could tell Max felt the same as me, as if we should be offering to do something instead of just standing there like a pair of muppets.

Lando got into his car, the nerves began to kick in. Subconsciously I went to bite my nails, Max instantly pulled my hand away, he knew how annoyed I get when I destroyed a perfectly good manicure. "He'll be fine, stop stressing" I smiled weakly in response. Trying to hide my nerves. The car's engine was always so much louder then I remember. Lando sped out into the pit lane. Before we went up to the balcony. I couldn't help but take a photo of Lando leaving.