Racing Through My Thoughts

Chapter Four: texting

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--Evelyn's POV--

Kyla walks into the apartment and slams her bag to the floor as I get comfy on the couch with my laptop, "How was texting Lando?" she asks as she walks into the kitchen. I hear her fixing herself a plate for dinner and stare at my phone.

"I maybe...haven't texted him yet," I whisper hoping she can't hear. 

"What do you mean you haven't texted Lando freaking Norris yet?" Kyla asks as she walks into the living room with a spoon hanging from her mouth.

I keep looking at the contact I made for him, "What if he regrets giving me his number? He had a post-win-high," I tell her as she gives me a look like I'm an idiot. I groan and throw my phone onto the armchair as she walks in with her dinner. I made mac and cheese and she worked a late shift. I watch as she grabs my phone and before I can stop her she texts him for me. She hands it back and it's a simple "Hey".

"What if he never responds?" I ask as she shakes her head with a sigh, "I'm in way over my head. He's literally famous and I don't even have four hundred followers on Instagram," I point out. her expression isn't changing as I freak out but it's cut short when my phone dings next to me. She starts laughing at the scream I let out. I refuse to turn my phone around. It's probably not even him. Kyla grabs the phone for me and smiles passing it back.

Lando: I was wondering how long you'd wait to text me

Fuck that's hot in a cocky way. I'm in too deep. I spent all of last night practically researching him and I feel like a stalker, "What do I say back?" I ask chewing on my fingernail. 

"Girl, how did you sleep with him when you can barely text him?" She asks as I throw the blanket off myself and walk to my room. It's too much pressure with her watching me. I dramatically throw myself onto my bed and hug my pillow as I stare at the message. 

Evelyn: What made you so sure I would text you?

Lando:  Cause you're a McLaren fan now you can't let down the team

Evelyn: You're right anything for the team

He's a fast texter which is another point for him being incredibly hot. If I hadn't already hooked up with him I'd be so curious. 

Lando: I'm assuming you'll be watching the qualifiers then

Lando: for good luck of course

Evelyn: I wouldn't miss it and maybe if you place  top three I'll agree to go on a date with you

I can't believe I just said that. I don't know who I think I am but if he says no I'm moving to Antarctica and never speaking to anyone ever again. The pause in his text is making my palms sweat. I can't do this right now. I'm about to get up to tell Kyla when he sends me another text. 

Lando: good thing this is my best track then

My entire body lights up like a Christmas tree as I reread the message for the hundredth time. I shut my eyes and kick my feet in the air giggling like a lunatic. Kyla walks into the room sees me and immediately asks to see the texts. I show them to her and she looks impressed with how smooth he is. What would an F1 driver do for a first date?

I watch as Kyla goes to Instagram and stalks his account like I did last night. She can look at them differently now that I'm potentially going on a date with him, "I have never been more jealous of anything in my entire life," She says handing my phone back.

I sit up and raise my eyebrows, "Did you see the way Charles was looking at you cause Daphne and I both noticed," I tell her. 

"Shut up. He's so out of my league it's insane," She says as I laugh out loud.

"Girl, you could literally be a model," I exclaim overly pronunciation literally, "I'll talk you up to Lando maybe if we don't work out you could have an in to see Charles again".

"Don't even joke about that," she says as we both laugh. The two of us continued stalking his social media and found his YouTube channel. I hit play on the first one and smile seeing him come onto screen, "You are so down bad for a man you barely know".

"Shut up you would be too," I point out as she nods her head enthusiastically.