Past and Present

20

I'm literally out of words for McLaren right now because I am literally fuming in rage.

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PRESENT DAY

After the birthday celebration they organized for me last night, Lando approached me to say that I should pack up for the weekend, five days tops, and that he will be picking me up early in the morning the next day.

Today is the next day and I am having a dilemma because Lando gave me very vague instructions. I mean for what weather am I going to pack? Rainy season? Summer? Spring? Winter? Okay, winter's a little far fetched but you never know! So I ended up doing to the most insane thing ever.

Packed three huge luggages base on the weather.

"What the hell, Sky. I said pack for the weekend. Not pack as if you're going away for five years again." Lando commented as he noticed me struggling to bring down the luggages; which thankfully he helped me.

I rolled my eyes at him before ranting out, "If you weren't so vague about what you told me last night then I would not have packed three luggages! I have summer, spring, and rain! I would've even packed for winter if I wasn't so exhausted last night!" I hissed at him.

Lando just looked at me with pure disbelief in his face and I just rolled my eyes at him again in frustration. He sighed out loud before speaking as he stares at the luggages, "okay which one's the luggage you packed for summer?"

My irritated morning face softens at his question; plus his voice is always so gentle to hear in the morning. Summer, huh? So we're going somewhere a little tropical or maybe a little getaway in Greece or in Amalfi Coast.

I pointed at the black luggage that has a lot of stickers on it. He grabs it by the handle and brings it outside; it is so early in the morning that my parents and even Addison is still sleeping. So I just left a small note for her to read when she wakes up. I follow Lando out of our house and good thing that I decided to just wear an oversized hoodie and comfy pajamas because it is still quite chilly out. Jon gets out of what appears to be a matte black Lamborghini Urus and now I am more confused as ever.

"Uhh, who owns the Lambo?" I confusingly asked as I watch Jon and Lando help each other out to place my luggage inside the luxury SUV.

"Mine." Lando briefly answers.

"Since when did you own a Lamborghini Urus and why on earth do you own an SUV?" I asked again confused as ever.

This time, it was Jon who answered me smiling from ear to ear, "He just bought it after Monaco Grand Prix. He's ready to be a dad you know. He said that his 765LT is not five year old friendly." He laughs after.

I raise an eyebrow at Jon's statement, I didn't want to show any emotions but for some reason I felt this rush of emotions in me that I can practically feel my face turning red. I don't want to overthink or overanalyze the fact that he bought an SUV because I called him out for taking Addison to the Grand Prix in his 765LT; I don't want to assume that he did it for me and Addison. I decided to keep my mouth shut and just snorted a laugh.

"A dad huh." I muttered as I get in the back seat.

Jon drove us to Nice Airport where surprisingly, Max and Kelly, Carlos and Madeleine, and even Charles and Amelia is already there waiting for us.

"What took you so long?" Max whined as he checks his watch for the time.

"Sky packed three huge luggages for a five day trip." Lando sarcastically answered which made me roll me eyes and earned chuckles from the boys.