Roses || Lando Norris

9

Lando POV:

"Seriously, Alan? Skydiving?" I rage over the phone. I'm driving from the eventful dinner, glad it's over now. I thought that was the worst part of our little list of activities... boy was I wrong. 

"It's a great bonding exercise," Alan tries to defend his case. 

"It's not a great bonding exercise if she can push me out of a moving plane?" I rage on, absolutely not agreeing with the idea. Let's not forget about my fear of heights. Combining that with the last person I'd want with me whilst facing my worst fear might scare me more than heights alone. 

I arrive at my apartment, talking to Alan about some PR stuff when I get a call I was almost expecting, so I say my goodbyes to him.

Nina Progoski. My ex. She's been calling me non-stop today, and I made a mistake by answering the call right before dinner with Vita. She asked me if we could get back together- again. 

I'm honestly getting sick of her attempts, but God, it hurts. I hate how I'm still drawn to her, how I'm unable to get her off my mind. It's even more difficult with her calling me every twenty minutes. 

It takes every bit of self control not to answer my phone as I rush into my apartment. Not a moment after I step inside, I get a text from Nina, sending me the club name she's going to be at tonight. I groan and fall on my bed, throwing my phone aside. I begin to weight out my options. 

I could go to club without Nina there, try to block her out of my mind by drinking more than I weight. I also wouldn't piss off Carlos or/and Max, who hate her profoundly. They're the only ones who know the entire story of what happened between the two of us. 

Then, we've got option number two. We could all go to the club Nina is at, giving us a chance to talk it out. I have got to tell her to stop calling me because I don't know how much more I can take before I agree to take her back. It's a bad idea, I'm aware, but I physically feel her absence from my life. The nights at the apartment are much lonelier, especially when Pietra, Max's girlfriend is here. 

I could also bail on everyone and stay at home. Alone.

I found myself sitting on my balcony, just thinking. I haven't not had a girlfriend in almost five years. I always had someone by my side when things got tough; Daniel or Carlos on track, Nina off it. It terrifies me how much she knows about me.

It's the first time it hits me I'm actually alone. I could lie and say I'm fine with it, but it's horrible. Don't get me wrong, I've got incredible friends but it's not the same. If Nina decides she wants to ruin my career, she could do it multiple times. 

I take a quick shower after realising I'm already late. I throw on a white button down, not bothering with closing all the buttons, and some black dress pants. I take two shots of Bacardi before calling my driver and texting Nina. 

Lando: I'll be there

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To say I'm drunk is an understatement. Vita left to God knows where, as Nina excused herself to go to the bathroom. 

"Are you out of your fucking mind?" Carlos snaps sharply at me. I lift my head up to meet his eyes already glaring at me. Great question. I can't even think straight, let alone control my actions. I'm aware how sober me is going to hate me tomorrow morning, but God, it felt good having Nina close to me again.

"Oh, shut up. I could ask you the same thing," I taunt, trying to keep my words from slurring. I didn't miss how him and Vita have been chatting the entire evening. It infuriates me because he's my best friend and she's... Vita.