"I want to forever be yours."
A girl, hurt with all she possibly could be, hiding from the pain and people so she wouldn't feel it. Everything gets complicated when a friend of her, Oscar Piastri goes through a breakup.
She wants to help him and al...
When I came back to the hotel, I quickly went to my room and closed the door.
I felt really bad for shouting at Charles, so I made a mental note to apologise to him when I next see him.
I really didn't enjoy shouting at people, but I guess I got that from my father. (girly pls stop💀)
I got the crisps for tonight already, now I just have to shower and get into pyjamas. I made my way to the bathroom, stripped out of clothes then got into the shower.
It was half past six already, so I only got an hour and a half left. After a lot of time in the shower, I finally got out and put the clothes on. I also washed my hair, so I put in my leave-in conditioner and some curl cream to actually make my curls presentable for the public eye.
Everyone always told me to be proud of my curls, but as much as I loved them, it was also so much work. They looked good on the wash day and maybe the day after, but after that I had to straighten them out to actually look good if we had some conference.
Anyway it wasn't too hard for me to hide the messy curls, because I got my hair in a bun most of the time. I couldn't bare to have any hair on my neck.
After I was done with everything, I went to my bed smelling fresh from my citrusy shampoo. I never went on my bed if I wasn't clean and never let anyone else on it too.
Lando knew he had to shower before coming for the girls night, I made that clear to him many times.
After I moved to Lando's neighbourhood when I was nineteen, he didn't know about my OCD yet, so when he came over he threw himself straight onto my bed.
I didn't say anything about it, but after he left I always changed the bed sheets.
After my daily daydreaming session of the day, I heard a knock and suspected that it was Lando even tho he would be half hour too early. And he was never early.
When I opened the door I saw Oscar with a bleeding forehead and a busted lip. I groaned. Why is he here. He obviously has more than just one girl around him.
"Please help." he cried out. "Come in." I told him and commanded him to sit on a chair in the dining area. I went to the bathroom for bandages, alcohol and some other stuff.
"Why did you come here, Oscar?" I asked him. "Where else could I go? I don't have many friends like you do." he snapped but the sadness was lingering his voice really bad. "Just to be clear, I have four friends. Everyone else are colleges and business partners." I stated and I could see on his face that this wasn't the answer he was looking forward to.
I stared cleaning his wound and it was quite deep. We had free practice tomorrow and he's not gonna be able to hide this. Fucking dumbass.
"What did you do?" I asked him. "Why do you care?" he snapped and I pressed the cloth with alcohol a bit more aggressively. He hissed and I smirked. "I don't care, i'm just curious." I said and he rolled his eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me, or i'll make another gash on your face." I warned him and he held his hands up in surrender. I chuckled at his actions and stitched his forehead with some Steri Strips.
After some minutes of uncomfortable silence he looked at me. "Am I your friend?" he asked. "No." I simply answered and an emotion washed over his face. It wasn't anger. It frustration.
He stood up and walked to the door. So, he came here for me to stitch him up and now he will left without even saying thank you? "So that's it? Me stitching you up and you will leave like that?" I asked very bothered. "You don't usually have strangers in your room, right? I'm not your friend, remember?" he said and left the room.
Shit. He was right. He wasn't my friend. But why did I want him to be my friend? Did I want him to be my friend? No. He just wanted me to feel bad.
I showered quickly once again and the clock showed it was already eight. Of course Lando wasn't on time, but who could blame him. Even tho I hated people for being late, i'm not that mad on Lando. I just kinda realised that he was never going to change.
After about fifteen Lando finally showed up. "I'm so sorry for being late. I ran into Oscar and he was you know... In a bad state." It was obvious he cared for him. He was like an older brother to Oscar. And I know that Lando is breaking on the inside seeing him like that.
"Anyway I have sweets." he smiled and showed me the packets of them. There were too much. He is always like that. He buys ten packets of candies and then we eat maybe three.
"I have the films. And some tea to spill." I said, making him widening his eyes and his lips turning into a smirk. Always up for drama. Just like me.
We put the sweets and crisps into some cups to eat them easier. After that, we sat on the bed and turned the TV on. For now I just connected my phone to it and played some music.
"Spill the tea, Russo." He said and grinned. "Well, I may or may not fucked with your teammate." I said, waiting for a calm reaction from him.
His eyes widened in surprise. "Tell me you're joking right now." he said seriously. "I'm not..." I stated and he threw his hands up.
"Do you have to be such a whore? Fucking every guy that gives you a little attention? I mean, I know you have daddy issues but chill out a bit." he said slightly rising his voice and I looked at him with disgust. Did he call me a whore? Me? His best friend? That was always there for him? Damn...
"I didn't mean-" he started but I held my hand up to stop him. "Get out." I calmly said before starting to lose my mind and maybe even punch him. "I'm sorry, Rose." he tried. "Get out." I now fully yelled at him. He didn't want to, but did anyway. He knew he fucked up bad time.
When he was finally gone, I curled myself in a ball and started to cry. I never cried in front of people. The last time I did, they started laughing at me and told me I was weak. It was my father who told me that. When I was nine years old. That was twelve years ago. Damn. I only cried once in front Arthur after the breakup with Lance.
The thing I didn't understand was, why Lando had a reaction like that. He was always calm about things like that. Maybe he was just fed up with me.
I was trying to find my airpods, but they weren't anywhere. The last time I saw them, was today when I went out with Charles.
I probably forgot them somewhere when I was with him. I decided to text him, if maybe he had them.
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hey, do you maybe have my AirPods?
Yes, I do. Why?
I want to listen to music?
Come get them. I'm in room 608. seen
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I put a jumper over my pj's and head over to his room. When I came there, I knocked and the door opened in a second.
He held my AirPods in his hand. "Here you go." he handed them to me. I thanked him and turned around to go but he pulled my arm to look at him.
