Sasha Piastri has been hired by Zak Brown to be a personal sports psychologist for her brother and his teammate in the /23 season. But what will she do when her brothers teammate is a nightmare to deal with...
We're travelling to the race today, which means I get to see Sasha. There's just something about her. I don't know what it is. Whatever, I don't care anyway.
When I arrive to the airport I can see Sasha and Oscar drinking coffee with Starbucks cups in hand. What is that girls obsession with coffee. And why does she look so damn good. I see she's posted a story on her instagram and open it.
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I close my phone and walk up to them both taking a seat next to Oscar, "Morning mate" I nod to him. He smiles, "Lando, you alright" . I nod and look to Sasha, "No hello?" I ask her smirking. She pretends not to hear me clearly and takes a sip off her coffee. Prick.
I go up to the counter and order a coffee myself before sitting back down with them. "Zak's just messaged me, planes landed we better go" Sasha says not even looking at me, picking up her stuff and starting to walk off. "What's happened with you two then?" Oscar says looking at me confused. I shrug and pick up my stuff.
As we reach the plane, I try to catch up to Sasha but she's indefinitely trying not to be anyone near me. I don't understand why she's being such an ass today. Can't be bothered with it though. I walk chatting to Oscar about the race this weekend and what strategies we think will be best. "Welcome sirs and madam, we have champagne and a private bar on the plane for your liking. Take off will be in about an hour so please get comfortable" the air hostess says smiling at us.
Yeah she's fucking fit. I'll have her later. I smirk at her as I walk past her into the plane. Me and Oscar walk up to the bar, "Vodka coke please" I grin to the air host whose guarding the bar. He nods to me and turns to Oscar, "Vodka Redbull cheers" he says before turning back to me. I try to listen to what Oscar's saying, but I can't help but notice Sasha. Why does she actually look alright today? "You get what I mean Lando", Oscar says. Shit. "What sorry mate I got distracted" I say subtly looking at Sasha. Oscar laughs and explains to me.
We take a seat at the front of the plane and Sasha's sat at the back. We continue chatting for a while and Oscar uploads an instagram of us from earlier. He's a lovely teammate really, I think we're gonna get along well this season.
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It takes about an hour 15 for the plane to take off but pretty much as soon as it does, I turn over and Oscar is literally fast asleep next to me. What a donut. I laugh and take a photo of him.
I put my headphones in and scroll onto my phone. Fucking hell. 10 messages unread.
Mia: Reply to me Mia: Lando I swear to god Mia: LANDO Mia: Cmon you know you love me Mia: baby I'll be at the race in a heartbeat Mia: tell me you love me Mia: fuck me Mia: Lando
God she's so fucking needy. Backstory. Gave this girl called Mia my snap over new years. She won't leave me alone. We spent like 2 nights together shagging and nothing. No sparks. She's just fucking annoying at this point.
Lando: Mia I'm fine, stop messaging me Mia: Fuck you Lando
I roll my eyes at this message. I swipe up onto instagram and a photo of Oscar and Sasha pops up. I smile. Sasha. Hm. I get up out of my seat, careful not to wake Oscar up and walk to where Sasha's sat. She looks tired.
"Lando what do you want" she snaps turning to face me. "Woah. Sash. Cmon now. Don't be a bitch" I say a bit taken back at her response. I slide into the seat next to her. "Lando. Your my client. I'm your therapist or whatever you called it. Nothing more. There's not gonna be a friendship here." She says still not facing me. "Sash what have I done. You suddenly hate me?" I say trying to look for a reasonable reply . "Lando you think your the best, you have an ego bigger than I've ever seen, you are prying for sex with any girl that walks by" she says glaring. I frown. "Wow Sasha. You really know how to make someone feel more relaxed" i scoff before walking off.
I go sit down next to the air hostess and within about 10 minutes I'm necking off with her and we go to the bathroom. Fine. I admit. I needed some sexual release. Not that Sasha is right about me.
