Deals with Daisy // LN4

12 ~ On a Serious Note

Lando's POV

"Since when was the psycho back on the scene?" George asks sitting next to me in the driver's briefing which was then going to run into the GPDA meeting. Both of which I was desperate to end so that I could finally go back to the hotel. I don't really know why I was looking forward to that though because all that was waiting for me there was a workout with Jon and then dinner with whoever hadn't already eaten. I look at George in confusion before seeing the expectant look on his face and immediately understand what he's saying.

"Oh Daisy? It's a recent development... ongoing to be honest," I tell him as I look my phone and look around the room with the other driver's ready to get a more in depth talking through of any track changes. George's disliking of Daisy will never not be funny however I know even he will be vaguely happy to see her... it just might be deep down that he feels that happiness. Very, very deep down. "I'll update you when I know if it's permanent."

"Please tell me it won't be permanent? I almost didn't recognise her but if I've heard correctly - you totally didn't recognise her. How is that possible?" He continues talking and I'm ready to roll my eyes before responding, but then the teasing continues before I can. "What was the old rhyme? Lando and Daisy sitting in a tree..."

"Which one of them is going to kill Georgie?" I finish for him, singing the words along to the correct rhythm while turning to look at him. There's warning in my eyes which he confirms as he looks down to see one of my hands is clenched into a fist. I did not need rumours of that and especially not with Daisy.

She was bullied enough in school and if people thought that we were dating... well it's safe to say that I don't always like my fans very much. Not with everything, often they were great but sometimes... not so much. Besides that idea was insane... and I don't want to say gross but... unimaginable?

She was Daisy... she was annoying and she was small and she disliked me 99% of the time. If not a full 100% of the time.

"Wow... she's rubbed off on you quickly," he grumbles as he crosses his arms and we look around waiting for more people to come in. "Clearly a good influence though... you're never on time to these!"

"I'm on time sometimes..." I mutter as I go back on my phone, irritated once more by the mention of Daisy who had been largely unavailable since she left after the paddock club chat. To be fair... I could kind of understand it. After that I'd been at fan signings, general media duties and then a team meeting before this. I'd also been so busy with Netflix and Oscar as well that I hadn't seen anyone from my team in general for a couple of hours, so much so that Max had messaged me to say that a bunch of them had gone back to the hotel already.

As though to completely disprove my earlier point, Verstappen plops himself in the seat on the other side of me with a frown on his face. "Mate... what are you doing here? The meeting doesn't start for another five minutes... which makes you ten minutes early," he points out causing George to snigger as I groan and slouch down further in my seat with crossed arms.

"His childhood best friend is here and she's either scared him into being on time or he's escaping her which makes more sense to me because she's a psycho," George explains in a loud whisper as Max looks at me for an explanation. I stay quiet, slipping further down in my seat. "They had a huge argument and fell out of touch for ten years. Now she's back, raining terror and chaos and he's in a bad mood for what reason I can't quite tell," George continues as I pull my hat down on my face and just close my eyes, using Daisy's old mantra around not punching people - in particular remembering how it used to apply primarily to George.

"Chaos is accurate," is my only input because since her arrival I was essentially about to fire and replace them with her after just two weeks. That was a little insane and I was having second thoughts... I didn't even know what Fraser did but he was there. He was around and I was missing him a little bit - especially on a day as boring as today. We'd chat shit and generally relax. Maybe it was all my fault that he wasn't doing more? I encouraged that and Daisy had clearly shown that right now she was too busy to do that right now, even if she'd said she would change to suit me, I'm not convinced of it to be honest.