Lando
After Carlos finally calmed down he lets out a shaky breath. I look him in his eyes. "Carlos" I say, and I can't deny my voice sounds scared. "What's wrong?" And then he starts to cry. He puts his head ashamed, or scared, or however he feels in my neck and cries silently, all I can do is run my hand comforting trough his hair."Hey, it's okay, it's okay love, you don't have to tell me." But I do want him to tell me. I want to know everything that's wrong in Carlos's head. I want to know what's on his mind, why he's crying. Carlos almost never cries, unless something is really, really wrong. That's why I get the idea something is really, really wrong...
"Carlos, look at me" I say then. He puts his head out of my neck, his normally strong and confident brown eyes look broken and sad. "I don't want to force you, but you really need to tell me what's wrong Car, I want to help you" I say, I stroke trough his hair. "I'm sorry" he whispers then. "Hey, why? There's nothing to be sorry about Carlos."
"I'm sorry you had to come here" he says then, his voice sounds high pitched. "That's totally fine, don't worry about that Carlos, it's no big deal I promise." "And I'm sorry you had to see me like this..." It's silent for a moment, I pull Carlos in a hug. "Are you scared I see your weaker side?" I ask gentle. "Yeah" I hear soft, I hug Carlos tighter and chuckle soft. "But that isn't a problem love, it's not weird, everyone has a weaker side Car, you saw mine like twenty times" I say, Carlos chuckles soft too. "Yeah that's right."
Carlos dries his tears and takes a few deep breaths. "Thanks" he says. "Ah, no problem love." We smile at each other. "You okay again?" I ask, Carlos nods. "I think so, yeah."
"Shall I get the others?" I ask. "Wait one second." Carlos leans forward and kisses me soft, the softness of his lips and the sweet taste always overwhelms me, so when he pulls back my eyes are still closed for a moment. When I open my eyes Carlos grins. "Overwhelming right?" "Oh shut up." I stand up and walk smiling to the door. "You guys can come in again" I say when I see the four boys standing in the hallway.
Charles
When the others are away I look Carlos in his eyes. "Are you gonna tell me why you were so panicked?" I ask. He lowers his eyes. "Carlos" I say. "What's wrong?" "I'm fine" He mumbles. I stand up and sit down next to him, I wraps my arm around his shoulder. "No, you're not." Carlos goes with a hand trough his hair. "Car, come on, you can tell me" I try. Carlos sights, when he looks at me I can see his eyes water."Okay, other question, for how long do you have these panic attacks, because it didn't looked like this was your first one" I say. Carlos lets out a shaky breath. "Almost two years..." I look at him in shock. "Two years? Carlos! That isn't really... um... shit, that's not good..." Carlos sights and hides his head in his hands for a second and for a moment he looks like he's not gonna say something anymore. But then he lifts his head up again.
"Do you remember the Tuscan Grand Prix last year?" I think but nod then. "Yeah I do." "Then you must remember this: the first lap I spun around, right?" I nod again. "You know, that isn't the worst thing, but I was a bit scared already. And... you know, in lap seven there was that one big crash, it was dangerous. I almost got a car on top of me, and that's what scared me the most, you know, I could've been dead" he explains, I see a scared look in Carlos's eyes.
"I'm not scared soon Charles" he says. "But this crash was really a crash that made impact at me, there were, what can I say, three, four cars involved, and it was so fucking dangerous." Carlos' voice is getting higher and I see he tries to swallow his tears away. "A-and, you know, I was looking at social media, a-and I saw it... I saw the crash again" he says, tears are streaming out of his eyes and his voice is all high pitched and wobbly.
"And every- every time I see- when I see something f-from the crash I get reminded o-of the scared feeling, and the- then I get in a panic a-attack" he says stuttering. With a mad gesture he wipes the tears from his face. I don't really know what to do, so I just wrap both of my arms around him and hug him.
"Sorry" he says then, he clears his throat and pulls back. "No need to be sorry Carlos." A few tears escape his eyes again, he wipes them away and laughs short. "puto infierno." I don't really know what puto infierno means, but I can remember that it's a curse word, because Carlos says it more often when he's mad, I smile soft
"Does Lando knows this?" I ask, Carlos immediately shakes his head. "No, and I'm not gonna tell him, I don't want him to worry about me, so when you find me in a panic attack Charles, please don't try to call Lando, he deals with enough stuff." I nod slowly. "Okay, but you have to tell him one time Car" I say, Carlos shrugs. "I don't know, I'll see..."
Louis
I lay down on my bed. "Pff what a day" I hear Max say, he just came out of the shower and wears jogging pants and a t-shirt. "You can say that yeah" I say."D'you have a clue what was wrong with Carlos?" I ask, Max shrugs. "I don't know, maybe it has to deal with something from the past, that he got reminded of that or something? I don't know, that's one of the causes from a panic attack said Google" he says, he sits down on his bed. "Hm... like a crash or something?" Max shrugs again. "I don't know Lou, really."
"Shall I text Harry?" I ask then, Max looks at me. "Do you have his number?" I nod. "Yeah he gave it to me after the whole dressing room thing." Max nods and grins. "I should text him if I was you" he says. I groan. "But what? What the hell do I need to sent him?" Max laughs. "Just ask if he's okay." I think about it and nod slowly. "Yeah, okay."
Harry :D:
You: Hey! Louis here, I just wanted to ask if you're okay after the whole thing this afternoon :)
Harry :D: Hi Louis! I'm okay again, thanks! Oh and thank you so much for looking for me after the qualification, I really appreciate it :)
You: No problem! It's my pleasure, I see you tomorrow!
Harry :D: See you tomorrow Louis <3With an open mouth I look at the text. "What? What's wrong?!" Max asks. "He- he sent me a heart..."
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