Chapter Twenty-Nine: What Happens in Vegas

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--Evelyn's POV--

Kyla and I use our passes as we walk into the McLaren paddock. Ferarri is further down and she wants to say hi to the guys before she walks out. This morning was very hectic. I didn't know what to wear. I'm overthinking everything which is dumb cause it's not like we are dating anymore. I chose a simple McLaren shirt I got at the mall and jean shorts. It's simple but cute. We look around for the guys for a quick second before realizing they are probably still in their meeting. I stand by their car as the mechanics finish getting it ready for the race in an hour, "Today will really show if you are Lando's good luck charm. If he places in the top 5 then it's a sign," Kyla says as I shake my head.

"If he gets a good position that just shows he's a good driver and he fully healed from his injuries. I have nothing to do with him," I tell her as Oscar comes into view. We walk over and give him a hug as his race suit remains on his hips.

"Happy you guys could make it," he says as his mechanic pulls him away to talk about the upcoming race.

Kyla shakes her head smiling, "How are you guys not weird after that night? I swear you guys made out for like three hours," She laughs as I shake my head wanting to forget everything about that night. I hear a door slam behind me and my heart drops as we see Lando behind us. He doesn't say anything he just runs after where he saw Oscar walking out. Kyla and I chase after him trying to stop him but as we turn the corner Lando is shoving Oscar.

"I thought we were friends," he yells as I widen my eyes not knowing what to do, "You fucking kissed her," He yells again as Oscar looks behind his head and sees me standing there. A fist collides with Oscar's face making the entire garage gasp as they separate the two drivers. I yell Lando's name as I run to Oscar. There's a small red mark on his cheek as he lifts his hand to touch it. Lando pushing everyone off him as he shakes his eyes biting his lips as he gives us one last look.

"How did he find out?" he whispers as I ignore the guilty look on Kyla's face.

"Are you alright?" I ask as someone passes him an icepack. He opens his mouth a couple of times before saying he's fine.

"You should go talk to him before he gets any ideas," He says as I help him off the floor. We both give each other an apologetic look before I stand up and walk past Kyla. She kneels down beside our Aussie friend to see how his cheek looks. I walk past some people and ask if they have seen Lando but none of them have. I push open his locker room door and see him sitting on a bench with his head in his hands.

I whisper his name making him stand up with a betrayed look on his face, "It's not what it sounds like," I tell him as he stands there for the explanation, "Kyla and I had Charles, Carlos, and Max over for the football match. We were all wasted and it was the night we broke up...it was also the night he broke up with his girlfriend. None of us remember the night but Charles said all we talked about were you guys and then it just happened," I tell him moving closer. He doesn't move as I reach up and put my hand on his cheek.

"You fucked me and then went and made out with my teammate on the same night," He states as he pulls away. It almost burns how quickly he pulled away from me but I have no right being that close, "Is this some way to get back at me?" he asks as I shake my head.

"No, of course not, we never wanted you to find out 'cause it meant nothing to either of us. Oscar and I aren't into each other like that we were both just hurt and drunk beyond belief," I explain, hating the way he's looking at me right now. He turns his head and goes to walk out of the room as I drop my head wanting to scream. Every time we kind of get somewhere...something always sets us back.

I feel his hand under my chin and widen my eyes as he slams his lips into mine. I moan against his lips as I shut my eyes, wrapping my hand around his neck. The feverish kiss makes my entire body heat up as he backs me into the wall. His knee presses between my legs as I wrap my fingers in his curls, "You're mine, got that," He whispers, his teeth dragging along my bottom lip. I look into his eyes as he walks away, leaving me flustered in the locker room. The place where his hands just were, burning through my clothes. I wait a couple minutes before joining Kyla where I see Lando standing on the other side of the garage as Oscar talks with his team.

"You going to be okay?" she asks as I walk her to Ferarri. I give her a small smile as we enter the red den. Charles sees her and runs over giving her a quick kiss, "You will not believe what just happened," She whispers as he gives me a hug. Carlos is sitting in his car as he does his pre-race ritual. He gives me a look and I just sigh heading back to McLaren. I go into my usual spot out of the way and look up at the screen. They have twenty minutes before they have to drive their cars into position. Lando got P13 for qualifying while Oscar got P7.

"And there goes Lando Norris into P1 but he hasn't pitted yet as the Red Bull duo comes speeding out," the announcer yells. I lean down chewing on my nails as I watch the two orange cars blur past the screen. Everyone has pitted twice by now and Lando's tires are starting to give out. There isn't much Oscar can do as he is boxed in by Lewis and Carlos. I sit back watching Lando come in for a pit with ten laps left. His mechanic was trying to get him in earlier but he refused. He's driving angry and it's working. On the last lap, the entire paddock goes crazy as Lando secures the P2 position ending the curse of no points. Over the radio, he thanks everyone as I hide my smile behind my hands. Oscar is the first of the team to get back and I congratulate him on P4. He managed to defend against Carlos and Lewis but not enough to get a podium.

The hug is quick since he doesn't want to be in sight for when Lando gets back. I don't know if I want to be either. All my worries go out the window as he runs over and lifts me into his arms with a bright smile on his face, "You are stuck with me for the rest of the season," He whispers as I laugh. When he pulls away I grimace at how sweaty he is.

"Ki ki ki," I tell him, watching how he shakes his curls out from the helmet. I take a step back as he looks ecstatic, "You drove amazingly today. You both did," I say trying to see if he's going to stay mad at Oscar. He looks around for his teammate before looking at the floor.

"I should go apologize for going crazy on him earlier," he says as I nod my head, "I guess you guys technically didn't do anything wrong 'cause we broke up," he states not sounding totally believable. Before he walks away he leans down pressing a sweaty kiss to my cheek before whispering a thank you. I'm a little scared of how he is going to treat Osc so I tiptoe outside of the room I watched him go into and eavesdrop. This isn't wrong if it's for his safety.

"Nice race today," Oscar says when he sees Lando, "Listen mate...it's," he says before Lando cuts him off.

"Don't worry about it," he says and I know the face Oscar is making as he says that, "I was a dick to her and I know how shit goes down at some of the F1 parties," he explains before he slams his locker shut, "But...if I even see you look at her in a way that shows you aren't just friends...don't expect to come back to McLaren next year," he threatens making my eyes widen. I run down the hall to get away when I hear footsteps moving towards the door. He can't be serious. He loves being teammates with Oscar.