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"Are you coming tonight?" George's voice takes me out of my own little world. I looked over and scrunched my eyebrows. But he kept his eyes on the road. "Where?" I ask, running a finger along my cast, over each name that was written; each doodle. "Lewis rented out a nightclub for tonight and invited all of the drivers." We come to a stop as the lights flickered to red. "Last time I checked I wasn't a driver." I chuckle and he lets out his own. "Well, you're more than welcome to come. I'm sure nobody would mind."

I slowly nod my head, giving in. "When is it?"

"I think.. its around 6:30 or 7?"

"I wouldn't be a bother?" He lets out a scoff. "Of course not." He says, lifting his foot off the brake. "I'd love to come." I nod.
"I can come pick you up? Unless you can get Lando to take you?"

"I can probably get him to take me." I look over at him and see a smile take over his lips. "What?" I then ask him. He shakes his head and continues driving.

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"Thanks again George!" I hollar down the hall as I opened the door. The elevator doors slowly closed, he gave me a wave "Anytime Suv, see you later!" he yells before they fully close on him. I walked in and closed the door behind me, locking it and slipping off my shoes. I looked over and saw Lando fast asleep on our bed. His lips slightly parted.

I was confused on how fast he made it back to the hotel. As he said he had a meeting right after the race. Which was the reason why I had gotten a ride from the other Brit afterwards. But I just pushed it aside and wandered over to him. I let out a giggle at his state, holding a hand up to my mouth so I wouldn't wake him. I grabbed my phone and snapped a quick picture of him before opening my messages. Going directly to George and texting him if I needed to wear anything 'fancy' for the occasion tonight. And he was quick to respond.

George 👨‍🦯 sent just now
Just wear whatever, doesn't matter 👍

I glanced down at my outfit, examining it. Would this be good? Or should I change? I noted my shorts and Alfa Romeo shirt. I walked over towards my suitcase and started rummaging through, to see if there was anything better to wear.

I jumped and my heart began racing once a pair of arms wrapped themselves around my waist. "What are you doing?" He asks, placing his head ontop of my shoulder. "George said that Lewis is having a party tonight." I threw an eyebrow up, shuffling my hands and piling through the thrown clothes. "Oh... I forgot to mention that to you earlier." He explains before placing a kiss on my cheek. "You're coming tonight?" He then asks. I nod and let out a chuckle. "Thats why I'm looking for an outfit."

"You look amazing as is though." I felt his warm breath hit my neck and felt my own hitch. "How about this?" He speaks up again, looking down I noticed he was pointing to a dress that Minttu picked out for me. It was a red dress that hugged my body and that goes down to mid thigh. I would usually wear the occasional dress here and there, but I found this one to be overally too revealing. It looked almost more like a nightgown than a dress.

The only reason why I bought it was because Minttu was pressuring me to, saying if I didn't that she would buy it for me. And I didn't want that.

"I haven't seen this on you yet.." he unwraps his arms and moves to the side of me and pulls out the dress from my suitcase. Lifting it up and examining the piece -- I couldn't help but notice a spark flicker in his eyes. "Fashion show?" He jokes, flashing me a smile and pushing the dress towards me. I glanced down at the red before locking eyes with him. He gave me puppy-dog eyes and plumped out his bottom lip. "Fine." I let out a sigh and grabbed it from him. I walked towards the bathroom and locked the door behind me. "We'll be leaving in an hour!" He then calls out.

I quickly changed out of the shorts and t-shirt and slipped the dress over my head, I pulled it down all the way and examined myself through the mirror. Feeling a bit uncomfortable due to how much skin was showcased. "Are you done in there?" I hear a few soft knocks on the door and immediately I feel my cheeks heat up and my heart beginning to pace.

I reached out and unlocked the door, I opened it and found Lando standing there. His eyes going wide as he catches a glimpse of me. "Thats the one." I scrunched my face, pondering if I should just wear what I had on before. "You look.. beautiful." He smiles, eyes scanning from top to bottom of my figure. "It wouldn't be too much?" I ask him, wrapping my arms around myself. He was quick to shake his head. "Of course not."

He grabs my arms and peel them away from me, giving me one last glance before locking his eyes with mine. A smile playing on his lips. "Might have to lock you away though. I'm sure everyone at that party will be swarming you once they see you in this dress..."

"Very funny." I force out a laugh, pulling my arms out of his grasp. I grabbed my shorts and t-shirt from the bathroom and walked passed Lando to place them back in my suitcase. "Ah, it's the truth though!" He cackles. Following right behind me. I felt his arms snake back around my waist. He pecks my cheek. "You look beautiful." He repeats. "We should be going right now though." He lets out a sigh, glancing at his watch. "I thought you said we had an hour?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Got the timings mixed up." He pulls away, giving me another peck. "Or... we can just ditch them?" His eyes drop. "We're going. They invited us.. well, Lewis invited you." I zip up my bag and placed it on the ground right beside my bed. "Lewis thinks you're amazing. He wouldn't mind it at all if you came." He ushers, walking towards the door.
I followed his steps, grabbing my phone off the counter before slipping my sneakers on -- Noticing Lando's weird expression at my choice of footwear.

"What?" I asked. "Runners with a dress?" He chuckles. "I don't own a pair of heels. Plus these are comfortable." I shrugged my shoulders glancing down at my old and worn down pair. "Alright.. lets go then." He leans over and connects our lips.
Here we go.

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