F1 ONESHOTS

Carlos X Lando - The call

Lando

Today I won my first race and I wanted to go celebrating with my team. I left my girlfriend home, because she didn't wanna come and also because she was tired. I don't even know if she enjoyed my race or not, because we hadn't talked properly since morning. As I got to the bar, I was met with a lot of hands touching me and congratulating me. It felt amazing, I mean, the win meant a lot to me and to the team.

We were dancing, drinking, singing and enjoying our time at the bar, but most people went home before midnight, so only a few of us stayed. I sat at the bar with empty glass in my hand, when I saw Carlos walking my way. He sat right next to me and then we started talking about the race and some other stuff. We had a lot of fun, but then the bar was closing. It was already one in the morning, but still it was kind of soon for me to feel tired.

We stand on the cold street outside of the bar.
"So, do you know any other bar, that'll be open?" I asked Carlos.
"Not really, but I have a place nearby where we can go." He said.
"Okay, let me just make a call..." I walked around the corner. I never told Carlos I have a girlfriend. We were already dating for a few months, so I should've told him, but I never did. I don't exactly know why.

She answered quickly, which was expectable, because she always waited for me to come home.
"Hi, What's up baby? I'm calling because I'm gonna be late tonight so don't stay up and wait for me okay? My battery is low, but just so you know, we're going to a place nearby." I said and hung up before she had any opportunity to speak.

"Okay, we can go now." I informed my friend and we both went to his place. He lived in the same hotel as most of the drivers except for few of us. We were little bit drunk, so it took us more time to get to his room than it probably should and we were laughing probably too loudly. I hope we didn't wake anyone up.

We drank some more alcohol while watching TV and playing FIFA. I don't exactly know, when did this happen, but I found myself laying on Carlos as we were looking into each others face. It was somehow thrilling, but on the other side it felt so wrong. I saw as Carlos looked at my lips and I couldn't hold back, even though I knew it's wrong. The kiss was surprisingly good and I could feel the taste of alcohol on Carlos's lips.

I don't remember what happened next, but when I woke up, I was still laying on the couch curled to Carlos's side, while he was still sleeping. The first thing that came to my mind was that kiss and I blushed, ashamed of myself. Does this count as cheating? I didn't know, but what I knew was that my girlfriend should never know about this.

I tried hiding this secret for a few months, but I couldn't get the feeling off my mind. I shouldn't think like that, but Carlos was really good kisser.
"I have to tell you something." I quietly said to my girlfriend, when the sudden wave of courage hit me.
"I think we should break up." It wasn't exactly what I wanted to say, and how I wanted to say that, but it was what I meant.
"Why?" She asked calmly as if I said something about weather.

"I just...I don't think I feel the same as I did at the begining."
She just nodded. I looked at her questioningly.
"Don't you think I found out something was wrong? You started acting weird after that night, at first I thought you found someone else and you're cheating on me, but I know you wouldn't do that. And even if you did that once, you couldn't do it more times. And also you're acting weird when you're with Carlos."

I was now looking at her with shock. How was she even able to find that out?
"But how...?" I asked confused.
"You know, girls have that sixth sense for this. And even though I love you, I also want you to be happy, so go find your man." She said and forced me out of the hotel room, where we were staying.

I knew where Carlos lived, I couldn't get lost, but as I was getting closer I stopped. I wanted to turn around and go back to the hotel and say that he wasn't there.
No Lando, you can't go back I said to myself and finally got to the hotel.

I knocked on the door and thought about what I should say and how. I didn't have much time to think, because the door opened to reveal Carlos in pyjamas and messy hair looking good as always.
"Lano? What are you doing here?" He asked confused and looked at the clock on the wall. It was eight in the morning.

"I just wanted to tell you something." I started and then again thought about what to say. Carlos just stood there waiting as I struggled to find the right words.
Yeah well fuck it
I closed the gap between us and kissed him. When he started kissing back I felt like I had fireworks inside of me. He pulled me closer by the waist and we stood there kissing in the door of his apartment.

"I wanted to tell you that I love you." I said quietly a few minutes later.
"I'm not sure, maybe you'll have to kiss me again so I can find out." Carlos replied and I laughed as I kissed him again.
"You know, I think I love you too."