Fragile Heart

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I made it to the paddock for media day, though I initially hesitated because I didn't want to spend the whole day seeing Coco and Lando together. However, I think Lando and I have sorted things out somewhat. While things aren't completely clear, I still don't trust Coco. Nevertheless, I trust Lando, I know he wouldn't do anything to ruin our relationship.

Honestly, I think I'm starting to fall for him. I've never felt this way about someone before, aside from my family, but you know what I mean.

I walk into the hospitality area and spot Lando at the bar, selecting some food. I approach him and wrap my arms around his waist, resting my head on his back.

"Hi angel," he murmurs, reaching across for more food.

"Hi Lan," I whisper, pressing a soft kiss to his back before releasing him and moving to the side, leaning casually against the bar.

"Are you okay?" he asks softly, picking up his tray and heading to a table. I follow along, sitting in front of him.

"Yeah, I'm actually feeling quite happy," I reply, smiling widely. It's true—I honestly couldn't wait for my date with Lando.

"That's good," he says, leaning forward and kissing my lips. Just as I'm about to speak, Coco comes over, and I can't help but roll my eyes at the timing.

Can this girl just give Lando and me some space for a few minutes, please?

"Hey Lan," she says, her hands gently caressing his shoulders, and I struggle to contain my frustration at her casual use of a nickname for him.

"Hi Coco," he mumbles with a mouthful of food. "Oh, hi Stella," she says, her gaze scanning me from head to toe, and I can't help but feel a sense of judgment emanating from her.

She's stunning, and I'm just... me.

"So I was thinking, if we can talk." She says leaning over and whispering in his ear, god Lando is so clueless.

"About?" He says looking up at her and she smirks. "Social media stuff you know what I mean." She says letting go of him and backing away.

"Drivers room once you finish your food, Lando," she says, striding confidently inside. I pause, then rise from my seat to leave without allowing him a chance to say a word.

I'm so sick of her.

Heading to Ferrari, it's the one place where I feel I can truly speak my mind.

As I step inside Ferrari, I spot Carlos and Charles deep in conversation, laughing heartily.

I stride over and sit down, causing both of them to go silent and look over at me. "Hello, Stella?" Charles looks at me with confusion, and I relax back in my chair, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I really need to speak to you guys. I have no idea what to do, Charlie, you're good with this relationship stuff, and Carlos, not saying you aren't as well, but you know what? I'll just speak to both of you. Oh my gosh, I'm over-talking." I shake my head and bring my hand to my face.

"Oh, Carlos, get ready to have your ears talked off," Charles nudges Carlos playfully, and I shoot him a playful glare before turning back to them.

"Alright, continue. I'm all ears," Charles says, leaning in with an encouraging smile, and I sit up straight, ready to pour out my thoughts.

"So you know Coco, blonde bitch, Lando's PR manager," I say with a wry smile, and they both nod knowingly. "Basically, I don't trust her at all. I mean, she's literally all over Lando!" I throw my hands up in frustration.

"Literally, anytime I'm with Lando, she's there, and I honestly don't feel like I'm in a relationship with him anymore. I feel like I'm third-wheeling them!" I exclaim, frustration evident in my voice. Carlos and Charles start to laugh, finding the situation amusing.

"Alright," Carlos leans forward, his tone serious. "Listen, I've known Lando for a long time, and he's clueless. He wouldn't have a clue about how you're feeling, so I recommend talking to him. Like, I mean now," he says, pointing his finger at me. I manage a small smile, appreciating his advice.

"I agree, you deserve to feel happy. You shouldn't be feeling like this," Charles adds in, and I nod in agreement. "You know what? You're right! Oh my gosh, how can I be so stupid?" I say, feeling a rush of determination as I get up from my seat.

"I'm walking in there and telling him how I feel, and I'll kick Coco out of here. You know what? Thank you," I say with a smirk, feeling empowered as I start to back away.

"You go, whoo!" Carlos calls out, cheering me on.

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A.N- be prepared...

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