Summary: Lando expected nothing more than relaxation and fun for two weeks during his summer break. What he didn't anticipate was meeting you, someone who felt like a perfect match in every way. As the days quickly passed, he found himself falling deeply for you, only to be confronted with the heart-wrenching reality that your time together was far more limited than he ever imagined.
PLEASE READ: This story contains themes of loss, morality, fear, death, relationship strains, mental health struggles, including significant emotional impact related to the reader's journey with a chronic illness and some scenes are set in hospitals. Reminder that this is simply a work of fiction, please don't take it to heart.
WC: 32.4k (yep you read that right)
"C'mon, you're gonna love it there," Lando attempted to persuade his best friend.
Max Fewtrell rolled his eyes, asking incredulously, "mate, are you seriously considering taking us to a small town over partying all day, everyday in the city?" Max asked incredulously.
Lando shrugged, holding his finger up for a moment, asking him to wait while he scrolled through his phone to find the photos that Carlos sent him earlier. "It's not just a small town, look at this." He turned the phone around to show his best friend the photos of their potential home for the next two weeks.
Max scoffed, still not believing that Lando was changing their pre-made plans at the last minute, "and why would Carlos just give you the keys to that villa looking thing?"
"It's his uncle's vacation home, and it'll be empty if we don't go. You don't want to leave this beauty empty, do you?"
Max sighed, rolling his eyes at his best friend's antics. As soon as he saw the photos, he was convinced to discard the previous plans and take the opportunity to live in that home, but of course he wouldn't admit it straightaway.
"Show me the photos again," he simply muttered, earning a laugh from Lando as he swiped through the pictures.
"There's literally only one other house nearby, we won't get that in the city now, would we?" Lando commented, watching the cogs turning in Max's mind.
Despite Max's initial reluctance, Lando could see the spark of curiosity flickering in his friend's eyes as he examined the photos. He knew he was close to winning Max over.
"So, what do you say, Max? Are you in?" Lando pressed, a hopeful tone in his voice.
Max hesitated for a moment, weighing his options before finally letting out a resigned sigh. "Alright, fine, you win. Let's give this small town adventure a shot," he conceded, unable to resist the allure of the stunning villa.
Lando grinned triumphantly. "Trust me, mate, you won't regret it," he assured him, clapping him on the back.
"Yeah, yeah, we'll see about that. When are we leaving?" He asked instead, still not wanting to get his hopes up in case he would be left disappointed.