A soft tap at my door alerts me awake, my eyes peeling open to find Lando standing in the doorway of my bedroom.
My lips part in content, "Morning" I whisper.
"Hi, sorry. I didn't want to wake you" he admits, creeping further into my room and closing the door quietly behind him.
Sliding himself into the bed beside me, I lift my head slightly as he shuffles his arm underneath before pulling me close toward him.
"I'm sorry I left" he whispers in my ear before placing a delicate kiss to the side of my face.
I snuggle back closer toward him, "You're here now" I appreciate, trying to wrap myself up tighten in him somehow.
"I have to tell you something" he admits, his tone coated in nerves.
Becoming more alert, I roll over immediately to face him, his arms loosening around me so I'm able to move freely.
"What?" I ask, concerned.
"Zak wants me on a flight tonight"
I pull straight of his arms and sit up against my bed head, my ears ringing with horror. "What do you mean? I thought we had another week?"
"I know" he admits, his head dipping in disappointment. "I only just found out, that's where I was last night. We have a special livery showcasing in Japan" he informs me.
I don't even know what to say right now. I'm not exactly sure what I'm meant to say. What Lando wants me say.
"I'm so sorry" he apologises in an almost whisper, his hand reaching out and cupping my face.
I shake my head, my forehead tightening as I struggle to conceal my emotions, "It's not your fault, you have to do what you have to do right?"
He nods, but he doesn't agree.
"Baylee, I want.." he begins, but I tilt my head down into his resting palm, securing it against my face before turning and placing a reassuring kiss to the inside of his hand, cupping it in mine and bringing it between us.
"Don't say anything okay" I request. "I'm not sure what needs to be said right now"
"I don't want this to be goodbye though, Baylee" he boasts.
I disconnect my hand from his and pull myself out of bed, needing to crawl past him as I begin to pace around my room, my hands pulling at my hair in frustration.
"Baylee, tell me what your thinking. Let me in" he asks, turning on the bed and seating with his feet placed firmly on the ground, his hands pressed together in front of him.
I continue to pace, being that it's the only thing that holds me together right now. "I don't know what to say" I repeat, my voice sounding breathless.
Lando presses to his feet, crossing the room and cupping my face in his hands, holding me from my continuous moving. "What about yesterday? What about not making any plans and just living in our moment" he reminds me
"Well that was before I realised our moment was going to come to a crashing halt" I exclaim.
"It's not Baylee. Not if we don't want it too. And I sure as hell, don't want it to" he demands.
"We're exactly where we were a year ago" I shrug.
"No we aren't" he defends, disagreeing strongly with me. "Don't say that"
"It's true isn't it?" I ask as he removes his hands and turns his back on me
"Then why'd you go to the restaurant?" he shouts. "Why did you come to the race? Why did you agree to 10 days with me? Why Baylee. I was finally accepting that maybe I would never see you again, why did you come back into my life if you were already willing to walk out on me again?"
"I'm not the one walking out" I defend, annoyed with how upset I'm getting.
"You knew I was a Formula 1 driver when you came to the track, you knew when you showed up at that restaurant" he boasts
"Maybe I was just hoping for some closer" I lie.
He knows me better than that, "I call bullshit" he sarcastically chuckles.
"Well, what do you want me to say, Lando? That'd I'd spent the last year hoping you'd come back and still want me? Or that maybe I didn't take the job offer so I was available to follow you around the world and now that the opportunity is here, I'm terrified of it." I rant in honesty. "I don't know what you want me to say?"
"You don't think this doesn't scare me too?" He asks, gesturing between us. "You don't think you are the ONLY girl I have been dreaming of this entire year?"
"But is that not half the problem, Lando?" I question. "We are basing a hell of a lot over one night together"
His face drops almost immediately, "Don't down play what we have here, Baylee"
"I'm not downplaying" I defend, "I'm being realistic"
"And I'm not asking you to marry me, Baylee. I'm not asking you to put my child in your stomach. I'm asking you to come with me, figure out what this could be" he lowers his voice, almost a pleading tone to his suggestion.
I shrug my shoulders, fighting back my tears. "I don't know if I can" I whimper.
"You don't want to try?" He gasps.
"I didn't say that" I shake my head.
Although we stand only a few metres apart, it feels like there are a thousand miles between us right now. I've never felt more disconnected from him.
"So what do we do then?" He asks, his shoulders dropping in defeat.
"You go to Japan" I instruct.
He turns his face away from me for a moment, processing my answer, looking almost mad.
"And you?" His face turning back to mine.
I shrug my shoulders, wrapping my hands around my body in protection.
"I'll be here"
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For Now, For Good
FanfictionA year ago, their paths crossed unexpectedly and whilst timing and circumstances were completely against them, Lando and Baylee couldn't deny the connection between them. They vowed to meet up again, a year from now, when they hoped the world offer...
