7. the rumors

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Sav's pov

"Lando wake up." I shove the brunette's shoulder harshly. I've been trying to wake him for the past five minutes, the breakfast I made for the both of us probably cold by now.

Lando invited me to the Monaco Grand Prix, offering for me to stay with him at his flat so I wouldn't have to worry about paying for a hotel.

At first I was hesitant, only because going with Lando would mean I would see Oscar pretty much all weekend. But I decided I wouldn't put my own problems above a friendship. I could ignore Oscar if it came down to it.

I shake him rather aggressively. Still no response.

I take the pillow from below his head. "Lando if you don't get up I will hit you." I wait a moment, as if he could've actually heard me.

I start hitting him in the head repeatedly, and that's when he finally wakes up. "Finally! You sleep like a rock." I throw the pillow into his face one more time, just for extra measure.

He turns around to lay on his stomach, burying his face into the sheets.

"I made breakfast." He hums out a response, trying to fall back asleep already. "Hey! You go back to sleep and I'll give your food to the dog." He doesn't have a dog.

He raises his head slowly, turning to look at me with a confused look. "I don't have a dog?" He speaks slowly from his tired state, his eyes are squinted to protect them from the morning sun that's beaming through the window.

I pretend to act confused, deciding to mess with him. "Then whose dog is in the living room?" He sits up fully at that, processing the information before practically running out the door.

I follow him down the hall. At first, I'm laughing because there is no dog and he looked absolutely ridiculous running out to the living room. But then I noticed the shorts he had on, which only made me laugh harder.

They've got Daniel Ricciardo's face all over them, clearly not something he purchased with his own money. That or it was a drunk purchase.

"Where- where did you even get those?" I struggle to speak through my own laughter. He rolls his eyes at me, walking right by me to the kitchen counter where his food waits.

He tries to stand behind the counter so the shorts are out of view. He slept shirtless so he doesn't even have a shirt to try and cover them with.

"They were a gag gift from Daniel. I didn't buy them." He's clearly not amused, standing in the kitchen looking at me like I've lost my mind.

"You think they make ones with your face on them?" I ask once I've recovered from my laughing fit. He shakes his head with a laugh.

He takes both of our plates from the kitchen counter and places them on the coffee table in front of the living room couch.

I join him as he sits on the dark grey cushions, turning on the tv as I sit down.

"Do you want to do something today?" Lando asks after he's selected a show for the both of us to watch. I think it over for a moment.

"Oh! Can we go for a drive in that fiat thingy?" It's a silly looking car he has, and I just want to know what it would be like to be in one.

He laughs at my enthusiasm. "Yeah, that's fine." He says as he shakes his head with a smile.

We finish our food, placing our plates in the sink once we do. He walks off towards his room down the hall, soon returning with keys in his hand.

"It's like a picnic basket." I make myself comfortable in the passengers seat as he sits in the drivers seat. "Any specific place you want to go?" He turns to me with a smirk and I shake my head.

"Can we actually go get coffee?" I ask after a few minutes, we're already far from his flat by that point. "I don't see why not." He shrugs his shoulders.

He parks beside a café. It surprises me how even their cafes manage to look fancy.

I order a latte and Lando orders the same with a chocolate muffin. As I go to pay, Lando quickly slips his card into the system. "No! Lando this was my idea." I complain, upset he wouldn't let me pay. "Savannah you're my guest." He replies with a mocking tone. I just huff out a sigh in response.

Lando picks out a table for the two of us. It's the far corner of the cafe, the only side without windows. "How can I pay you back?" I knew he wasn't going to actually allow me to, but it was worth a try anyway.

"You can't. I don't take free money, sorry." I roll my eyes at the sarcasm. "You are impossible." I shake my head, a small laugh escaping me in the form of a scoff.

"Me? You're the one who won't let someone pay for you." He gestures to the latte in my hands. "Because I have my own money." I shoot back at him, but he only waves me off.

"Can I get a bite of that?" I point to the muffin in his hand. He brings his hand closer to me, expecting me to take it from his hand but I just take a bite from it as he holds it.

The action makes Lando fall over in laugher, his head buried into his arm resting on the table as he attempts to hide how red his face has become due to his laughter.

My phone buzzes on the table beside me and I turn my attention from Lando to the now lit up screen.

LOGOAT

whats going on with you and Lando?

What do you mean?

He sends me a link to a post from a gossip account. The photo wasn't taken long ago, as it's of Lando and I ordering our lattes. The caption of the post being 'Lando and Savannah Scott out today in Monaco'

The caption itself not bad, but the comments are all insinuating this being a date. I place my head in my hands with a sigh.

Nothing I just wanted coffee. the media is actually reaching so hard now.

It's not that I mind. I mean you get with Lando who knows what that'll do to the team🤷

Logan😭

He's not wrong, though. Undoubtedly, if I got with Lando it could cause problems between him and Oscar and tear the entire team apart.

But I'm not ready for another relationship. It wouldn't be fair to him as I'm still not over Oscar.

"What's wrong?" Lando asks, a concerned expression to match his tone. "Stupid media." I pass the phone over to him.

He reads a few comments before passing it back to me. "Whatever, let them create rumors, as long as we know they aren't true." He shrugs before taking another sip of his coffee.

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A/N - short filler chapter sorry😭

I actually don't rlly like this chapter 💀

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