Don't you dare - Lando Norris

11

Natalia's POV

Two races

I was out two races. What the hell was I supposed to do for one month? Lay in bed? No thank you. I was already bored and I had only been here for three hours. Carlos was still sitting in my room in his race suit. He was sleeping now on the wooden chair and it looked highly uncomfortable. I had to stay here until at least tomorrow before I could go back home.

I heard a knock on the door and then it opened. A brown haired man stepped in with a smile on his face once we met eyes. His dimples showed on each of his cheeks and he walked in and closed the door behind him. "You're up and awake!" I chuckled and nodded.

"I am yeah, what are you doing here?" He walked over and sat down on the chair between my bed and Carlos's chair, right next to me.

"I wanted to check up on you, you know even if this one doesn't let me date you I still care about you." I smiled at him.

"That's sweet, I'm good though. I'm just bummed I can't race until Monaco." He nodded and I felt him grab my hand.

"I'm sorry, that really sucks." I agreed. I was awfully disappointed, with that and with myself. I heard a call from the table. It was my phone, Carlos must've brought it. I reached for it and saw my mothers name on the screen.

"Hi mom!"

"Natalia, how are you?" I couldn't tell if her voice was concerned or just as disappointed as me.

"I'm fine, though I'm not allowed to race for a while so that sucks." And there it was. She sighed on the other side of the line.

"That's not great no, feel better honey!" I couldn't even force a smile.

"Yeah." Then she hung up. I should be shocked but I'm too used to it and that actually infuriated me. Charles was still holding on to my hand.

"You alright, that didn't sound like a happy convo."

I shook my head to Charles. "Not really, she just had other things to do. But it's fine, no worries." He nodded slowly like he didn't quite believe me but he let it go. I heard something moving beside him and I looked over to Carlos who was waking up. I expected Charles to retract his hand and arm but he didn't. He kept my hand safe in his.

Carlos started talking to Charles while I got lost deep in my thoughts. Even now, when I just crashed out at 250 km/h, she couldn't bother to care about me. What the hell did she expect from me? Or maybe it was my fault, I should've taken the responsible choice to not race, cause I knew I was not ready. I really wished I could blame it all on Lando, I wanted to. He made me want to beat him so bad, but he was also the only one who noticed I needed help and that I wasn't fit to race. I hated myself for realizing it, but I should thank him for that.

"Nat, do you want us to get you something? Something to eat? Drink?" I shook my head with a yawn at the back of my throat, already feeling tired.

"Nah, you don't have to. Thanks though."

We all turned our heads to the door at the sound of it being opened. Into the room walked Lando with a Starbucks paper bag in his hand. "Hey I thought you guys might be hungr..." he stopped once he looked at us and saw Charles sitting here as well. "Oh, hey Charles."

"Hi Lando." Charles didn't make an effort to stand up or move at all, including not moving his hand from mine. That was something Lando noticed as his eyes were set right on our intertwined hands as he walked further into the room.

He walked to the opposite side of the bed, where Charles and Carlos weren't sitting. He placed the bag down and brought a drink up and held it out for me. Charles rose from his seat and squeezed my hand twice before letting it go. "I should go, but just let me know if you need something." I nodded to him and smiled.

"Thank you, I'll see you soon." Lando brought up two sandwiches to me and Carlos and then a drink for himself and Carlos. "Thanks Lando," I said and he walked around to sit down. He just nodded back.

"So how long are you staying?" I looked amused at Carlos who sat in shock of how civil we were being.

"At least until tomorrow, probably not longer than that. I'm really sick of this place already." He nodded understanding.

"Sorry, just... Carlos can I talk to you for a seconds?" He looked up and nodded.

"Sure yeah."

They walked out of the room and closed the door, leaving me alone. I couldn't hear a word they said on the other side so I took a bit of the sandwich he brought. I hadn't realized until now how hungry I'd been.

Lando's POV

Carlos stood in front of me waiting for me to start talking. "Are they dating?" His expression changed to confused.

"Who? My sister and Charles?" It took me a few seconds to answer as I realized how weird this actually was. But then I nodded, shamefully. "No, they're not." I wrinkled my eyebrows.

"But there's something there? You saw them just now holding hands? And she sat in his lap at the club."

He shrugged. "Sure, something's probably there but they're not dating, no."

"Why are you okay with that?" I was coming off way harsher than I intended to. Now he understood where I was going with this. He sighed. "You tell me it would be the worse thing ever for me to date her and then you sit beside when Charles is all over her. Why is me dating her such an issue, Charles is just as much of a player as me." It started to sound like I was in love with this girl, and that was the furthest from the truth you could reach.

"Look, Lando it's not that I'd rather have him dating her..." he started. "Or maybe it is, I've just seen how you treat the girls you've been with. I've turned a blind eye because it's your business but when it comes to my sister I have to set down a foot." He looked serious and I was parted to what to think of it. I understood, I did, but it still angered my to think he trusted me this little. And that he would trust Charles more than me. Not that it actually mattered since I didn't wanna be with Nat anyway, but it was the principal of the thing.

"I can't believe you'd trust him more than me. I'd not even want to be with your sister, we can barely stand each other, but it doesn't feel great to know this is how you see me." He sighed and shook his head.

"Don't take it to heart, it's not that serious. He's not gonna date her anyway." I shrugged and went back in to the room. Walked over to the left side of the bed to grab my phone and keys that I had left in there.

"Everything okay?" She looked questioning and waited for me to answer.

"Yeah, I need to go though." I took my things and then rushed out of there without another word. I gave Carlos a disappointed look on my way out and then I left the hospital.

Why did I even care about this? I didn't even like her, I could barely stand her.

I just overreacted.