Racing Through My Thoughts

Chapter Nineteen: Party

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--Evelyn's POV--

"Let's go, Lando, Lando is okay, let's go, Lando," I cheer as I walk into his apartment before he says to shut up through a laugh. He gets up from the couch and grabs his keys as he walks over, "I have to be a supportive girlfriend now," I tell him as he pushes me out the door.

He stops as he looks at me with a cheeky smile, "I like the sound of that, girlfriend," he smirks as he locks up his front door, "Is Kyla meeting us there?" he asks.

"Charles picked her up," I tell him wiggling my eyebrows as we walk towards the elevator, "What are we doing anyway?" I ask. All he told me was to wear something nice cause it's warm out and to wear a bathing suit underneath it.

He pretends to lock his mouth and throws away the key as the doors open, "Can I drive?" I ask as we walk towards his car. His eyes widen a bit before I get into the passenger seat laughing to myself. We pull into a house and I can hear the music from the backyard. I follow him through a gate leading to the back and see people everywhere. We go towards where George, Charles, Kyla, and Alex are talking. Lando's hand is ripped from mine as Carlos tackles him into the water. Lando surfaces taking his t-shirt off as it's soaking wet. He throws it at me and I dodge it not wanting to get my clothes wet.

"Lucky's here," Charles says as he walks over holding his plate out. I take a piece of watermelon before realizing what he said.

"Lucky?" I ask confused.

"That's all Lando calls you when you're not around. It's kind of just caught on," He shrugs. I look at Lando and see him swimming away with a smile as Carlos drowns him again. Charles gets called away leaving Kyla and me to talk, "How was the drive with Leclerc?" I ask.

"I think I'm dreaming. I am here at a party with him...what could he possibly see in me?" She asks as I shake my head.

"Let's be real here. He's beautiful but if he wasn't an F1 driver he would be punching in this relationship," I tell her as she laughs loudly, "Can we just take a second to look at how hot Lando looks in the pool?" I whisper as I sit down on a beach chair with her. She turns her head and sees him spitting water out of his mouth like a fountain.

"Oh yes he sure is a keeper," She jokes and I push her shoulder. Carlos comes over dripping wet and stands in front of us with a large smile, "I feel like something bad is happening here," She says. I gasp as Lando grabs me from behind pulling me up from the chair. Carlos grabs Kyla and we are both screaming through laughter as the two of them jump into the water with us.

Carlos is giggling like crazy as Kyla splashes him while swimming away. Lando wraps my legs around his waist as he keeps us floating in the deep end. Carlos makes a grossed-out sound as he follows Kyla. A giant splash makes me turn my head into Lando's neck as Max comes to the surface smiling. I still have no idea whose house we are at. I'm assuming it's George's because of the UK flag hanging in the corner.

Throughout the night everyone is swimming around or sitting by a bonfire in the corner of the yard. This house is so nice. I wish I could afford something like this. I have been playing cards with Charles and Max for a little over an hour as Kyla plays volleyball with Lando, Carlos, George, and the girlfriends. It's girls versus boys and I'm shocked to see the guys taking their loss so well.

"Would you rather have an elephant's nose but it's proportionate to your body or a rat's tail?" I ask leaning back on my chair.

"You are a proper weirdo no wonder Lando likes you," Max says as I gasp in offense.

"This is a serious question," I tell them.

"I'd have to go rat's tail. A trunk wouldn't fit in our helmets," Charles says as Max quickly agrees, "What would you pick?" he asks as I tell them I agree wholeheartedly with the rat tail. This is what our conversation has mostly consisted of but Charles asks boring questions.

"If you had to pick someone here to punch in the face who would it be?" Max asks as I quickly say, Lando causing the two men to laugh.

"What about me?" He asks walking over. I didn't realize they finished their game and sank into my chair a little as he put his hands on my shoulders. He leans down and puts his face in between my shoulder and neck as he looks at my cards. He points to the one and I play it making Charles frown. Is he good at everything? After a couple more rounds we call it quits cause the three of us are getting bored. 

Max and I walk into the kitchen to make drinks and he laughs as he sees me shivering in my bathing suit. The air conditioning is cranking and the air outside is so warm, "Has Lando talked to you about this event we have to go to after the next race?" he asks as I lean against the counter watching him make the pitcher of drinks.

I shake my head and ask him about it curious as to why he hasn't mentioned it, "It's every driver's worst nightmare but it's a good place to suck up to managers and secure some contracts for next season. All the girlfriends love it because it's an excuse to put on a dress and get free drinks," He says piquing my interest.

"I'll have to convince Lando to take me then," I tell him as he walks to the cabinet to grab more cups for whoever is left. 

"I don't think it will take much convincing," he says as I glance out the window seeing him sitting back staring at Max and me talking.