3 months later
Martin and I broke up a couple of weeks ago. Blamed it on our busy schedules, but I knew he just couldn't deal with Lando's constant flirting.
Every qualifying, every race, there was a comment from Lando on the radio.
And then there were the rumors about Lando and I going on a romantic date in Monaco.
Which wasn't the case at all.
We went to dinner with Max, Quinn and Romeo. It wasn't a romantic dinner at all.
But the media just went along with Lando's plan, and it worked.
Felt bad for Martin, but also for myself because believe it or not, I really loved him.
Skipped the practices because I felt terrible. My head was killing me, I was dizzy, I was just a complete mess.
Lando
Knoxy
Where are you?
In bed
I am sick
No you can't be sick
Can't do this without you
What?
You can't go without flirting on the radio?
That's not what I mean Taura
I'm coming to you
No
Don't
Yes
Definitely coming
Soup? Chicken or tomato?
Both
And literally only half an hour later, Lando walked in my room, holding a bag in his hand.
"I also brought coffee" he pointed at the cup in his hand. "Thought you might like it"
"Thanks Lando, I actually do" I grabbed the cup, sitting back down on my bed.
"You okay though?" He asked, sitting next to me. I nodded while taking a sip from the coffee.
Milk, no sugar.
"Are you really sick or are you..-" he didn't finish his sentence but he wanted to ask if I was still heartbroken.
I wasn't really. Just missed Martin from time to time. He made me happy, made my life interesting.
"I am actually sick"
He nodded, a little smile on his face.
He wasn't happy because I was sick, he was happy because I wasn't heartbroken anymore.
"Cuddles?" He asked.
I looked at him, he was desperately trying to get closer to me, he's been trying for months now.
"I would like that" I nodded.
And I could tell he was surprised by my answer.
He took his jacket off, crawled in bed and opened his arms. I gladly laid down in his arms.
His arms around my body, my head on his chest.
We didn't watch a movie, didn't talk for a while, just laid together and cuddled.
But my heart, my stupid heart was definitely beating fast, but so was his.
I could hear it.
He was brushing my back with his fingers, and suddenly he put his hand under my shirt. I could feel his fingers on my bare back.
One hand was on my back, while the other gently touched mine.
His fingers brushed against my tattoo, down to the palm of my hand. He traced little circles on the lines of my palm.
"Are you reading my palm or something?" I chuckled softly, trying to break the tension.
"Don't mock me, I can actually read palms" he laughed.
"Alright, what's my future then?"
I swear, his eyes lit up like a thousand fireflies, and a smile crossed his lips as he looked down at me.
"Us"
I chuckled a little. "You're a scammer"
"I want you back Taura" he said all of a sudden. "I know now what life is without you and I don't like it"
"But we are-"
"And you can try to convince yourself that we are better off as friends, but we are not" he said.
I put my chin on his chest, looking up at him. And I knew he was right because friends don't look at each other the way we did.
"Every time I look in your beautiful eyes, all I wanna do is kiss you" he said, looking in my eyes.
I could lie to myself, telling that I didn't want to kiss him, but that was such a lie.
I got up a little, leaning closer to him.
It made him nervous, I could see that in his eyes.
"Then what's stopping you?" I asked.
"Nothing" he whispered, putting his hands on my cheeks and there it was again.
His lips against mine.
