Lando
The next one and a half month was horror for me. I felt horrible and to make matters even worse Carlos had gotten a boyfriend. Someone looking similar to me and I was jealous and mad at him. From George, who knew from Charles I knew that it was just for the media and nothing real but it hurt.
Why was is such a problem if Carlos would date me, I still didn't get it. But I tried to make the best out of it and I thought that my feelings would go away if I don't speak to him or stuff like that but on the contrary, they grew. Each day I missed him more and now, here in Austin, I wanted to shoot my last shot.
Alex and George were totally supportive and encouraged me to try and talk to Carlos again, even though he didn't really want to, but I couldn't anymore. I couldn't just see him anymore with all the feelings I had. I needed to know if it was over between us for good or if he still had feelings for me, which I strongly doubt.
"Are you going now or after the media?" Alex asked me while we entered the paddock on this Thursday morning.
"I think now, otherwise I'll drive myself crazy until later."
"Okay good luck mate." George said and I thanked them quickly before heading over to Ferrari.
I wasn't sure if it was the best idea to go directly to Ferrari although they didn't want to see us together, but I had to know. In front of their hospitality I could see Fake-Lando talking to someone, who I though was Carlos media manger. They both quickly stopped their conversation when they saw me.
"Norris, what do you want here?" the woman asked me and I directly felt uncomfortable, but I remembered why I was here, for Carlos.
"I... I want to speak to Carlos."
Why was I stuttering now? The serious look on their faces became something different and they laughed at me. I knew that we bet them in the last race and they weren't pretty pleased to see someone from McLaren but after all Carlos was a friend of mine, or even more.
"Don't you get it, he doesn't want to speak to you. I am his boyfriend now accept it and fuck off."
Anger came up in me and I wanted to shout at him that the whole relationship was fake but I didn't want to get Charles in trouble for telling George. A tiny spark of doubt came up in me as to whether Carlos really wanted nothing more to do with me, but I pushed that aside very quickly.
"Are you deaf, you should move your ass away from our hospitality." the young man said again while the media manger left head shaking.
"No, I want to see Carlos."
I could feel how a tear ran down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away, but the man had seen it.
"Oh no, are you crying now. Your such a baby Norris so fuck off." he said in my face and than turned laughing around to go back into the hospitality.
I reflexively took a step forward and grabbed the man's arm. Surprised by my movement he turned again but pushed me back so I stumbled and landed with my butt on the hard floor of the paddock. Luckily it was quite early so not many people were around.
Fake-Lando was building up in front of me, looking down and staring to grin.
"Look at you, so small and afraid. Stay away from Carlos, you will harm him and the team."
Suddenly I felt his foot against my waist and before I even knew what was happening he had hit me. Then he grabbed my wrist and pulled me up again. His grip was strong and it hurt so another tear ran down my cheek. I tried to free myself form him but he was too strong for me.
A moment after he pushed me again, punched me in my face and let go of me Carlos came out of the hospitality and when he saw me his eyes widened. I tasted blood from my lip and just look to the Spaniard for help.
"Antonio what are you doing?" he said more calm than I thought when he stepped to us.
"He seems to don't understand that he should stay away." the other man answered and struck out for another punch.
I closed my eyes and winced anxious for the hit but Carlos stepped in between us.
"Don't touch him ever again."
Suddenly his voice wasn't as calm as a minute before and I could hear how angry he was.
"But he should fuck off."
Carlos looked between us and seemed to think for a moment before he sighed. I was afraid what would follow and that he would agree with Antonio, because then I would have my answer.
"I think you should fuck off, he is my boyfriend."
"No, I am."
"You wish. You were just something I though was right to do to protect him but now I realize that I want to be with him to protect him, so fuck off."
"You will pay for that." the younger man said before he left.
I was still shocked from everything and began to tremble when Carlos slowly turned around.
"Lando I"
Before he could say another word his media manager appeared and he looked quickly between us. No, please don't go, I thought but a cold wind wrapped me as he left. Now I was more confused than before. Was he really protecting me because he cared or was he protecting me because didn't want any bad news in the media about me and Ferrari, I wasn't so sure.
I quickly went back to my drivers room before sitting down on the floor. My wrist and waist still hurt and from my lower lip was dripping blood. Tears were coming out of my eyes and I started crying. Maybe I was a baby but I was Carlos', or so I thought. But he left me and didn't seem to care about my health.
Suddenly I heard footsteps in front of my door and already prepared mentally for Oscar or my media manger. What should I tell them when they see me like this? Before I could prepare an answer on that question the door opened and someone quickly stepped in. I wanted to shout and say something of privacy when I saw who it was.
"Carlos?" I asked and wiped my tears away.
"Oh my god Lando, I am so so sorry."
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