BAYLEE
I sat in my apartment in Melbourne over the next 9 months and watched Lando win his first World Championship, bringing home McLaren to win their first constructers championship in years.
Lando was also the first rookie to ever win a Drivers Championship and as I sat curled in my blanket at 2am on Monday morning, time difference not being my friend, I watch him stand up on the front of his car and celebrate his win, fireworks dancing behind him in the sky.
I quickly wipe the fallen tear of a mixture of pride and sadness before it tainted my cheek, hugging onto my pillow between my legs a little tighter as if would offer me strength.
I couldn't fall asleep that night. Adrenaline was flooding through me, keeping my mind working overtimes and sifting through the what if and could have beens.
When I left China all those months ago, I blocked his number immediately, feeling like it was the only way I could bring myself to move on. Telling myself that he wasn't reaching out, and I couldn't be the first one to cower, not when it was ultimately my decision to leave.
A year ago, we decided not to be in a relationship because his life didn't have space for me. 9 months ago, we decided not to be in a relationship because my life wasn't equipped for him.
"Hey, are you up?" Jade whispers as she slowly opens my door.
"Yeah" I reply, shifting up further in my bed and wiping away another tear.
"How'd he go?" She asks, looking at the laptop screen on the end of my bed.
"He won the championship" I smile, unsure why we are both whispering when we are the only ones here.
"That's amazing" she gushes, but its almost immediately that my tears begin to fall. "Oh B" she cuddles, pulling me closer.
"It's fine, I don't even know why I'm crying" I chuckle, although I'm sure its only to stop myself from falling into a deeper puddle.
"I do" she smiles, stroking her hand down my hair. "It's okay to feel the way you do"
I shake my head, pulling myself back up to a seating position, "No, it's not. I made this decision, I'm pathetic for sitting here and wishing it were different"
"Maybe you need to talk to him?" she suggests.
"I wouldn't even know what to say. I'm sure he's forgotten all about me by now" I sigh.
"Maybe let him do the talking then" she chips, her voice a little louder now.
My eyes cut to hers and then down at the phone she is holding, the screen displaying a connected call, with Lando's name at the top, the microphone muted though.
"What?" I gush.
"Talk to him" she repeats, shoving the phone closer to me before pushing herself off the bed when I take it in my hands.
"Hello?" I answer as I place it to my hear with a shaking hand.
"Baylee, hi" he gushes through the phone, mumbled commotion in the background.
"Lando?" I question, trying to confirm its actually him.
"Yeah" he chuckles.
"Where are you?" I ask him, sitting further up in my bed.
"Uhh" he hesitates, "Abu Dhabi?"
"I know that" I chuckle, "I just watched you win"
"Oh, thank god for that, that was getting embarrassing" he breaths before offering his thanks to passersby who congratulate him on his success. "I just ducked away to call you"
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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...
