''You know very well that's bullshit, amalia...I can't forget you...''he whispers gradually.
Our eyes are locked.
''Stop fucking with me, norris...'' I respond.
He takes a step closer.
''I'm serious...I think about you every day...I only dream about you at night...I can't stop thinking about you...My heart has been calling your name since you moved out...'' he breathes towards me, and I can see how much he is suffering.
My breathing becomes more labored.
''lando...'' I breathe uneasily.
Gently, I lean my back against the wall behind me, with him very close to me.
''What I could give to taste those lips again...'' he whispers, running his thumb over my lips.
My breathing only becomes more labored.
''lando..I-I...'' I'm already unable to even get a straight sentence out.
''Are you okay, love?'' he whispers.
I swallow loudly.
''I miss you so much, norris...'' I manage to speak normally after a pause, despite my unsteady breathing.
''Damn, dear...'' he tries to respond, resting his hands on the wall to the right and left of me.
His gaze left my eyes, which slides down my body.
''Why did I let you go?'' he whispers.
Withdrawing from the wall, he places his warm palm on my hip. My breath hitches again. Our eyes meet again.
''lando...'' I breathe uneasily, unable to swallow.
Slowly, he leans in.
''We can't...'' I whisper.
His eyes meet mine again. Unexpectedly, he hangs his head. Fingers curl around his broad neck and pull him into a hug.
''It's okay...'' I whisper to him, in the embrace.
A firm grip wraps around my hips while his face is hidden in my chest. I feel wetness on my top. I immediately grab his face. Tears escape his face, which I immediately wipe away.
''I'm still yours, norris...but not like we both used to be...'' I whisper, trying to cheer him up a little.
''And I'm yours, love...I was from the beginning...'' he responds softly.
Once again, I pull him into a tender embrace, which we both needed. At that moment, we both just longed for each other, even though we were hugging.
''Please tell me...that no one touched you while we couldn't see each other...'' he whispers fragilely.
''I wasn't even thinking about it...my thoughts were just hovering around you...'' I respond in a whisper.
Withdrawn from my embrace, our faces are close together. Once again, I wipe the tears from his face. His warm fingers unexpectedly graze my neck. I can't help but swallow loudly.
''I should stop...'' he whispers, his fingers doing the opposite.
''We should stop...I don't want to hurt anyone again just because we can't control ourselves...'' I whisper back realistically.
''You're right...'' he says, stepping far back from me and turning you away.
We both exhale in the silence of this room.
''Does my father treat you well?'' his voice sounds again after he turns back to me.
''Yes, he does...I'm so grateful that he took me in,'' I reply, escaping a slight smile.
''You have no idea how wildly my heart is pounding right now just because you smiled...'' he responds.
My eyes land on his.
''Why is it so bad that we love each other,'' I ask him gloomily.
''it's not bad that we love..it's just that it's bad who loves you..everyone doesn't think I'm good enough for you..that's why it would never work out between us.''
''I don't care what the others think...'' I respond.
''I know you care...'' Lando replies, sitting down on the bed behind him.
My eyes never leave the sight of him. Walking over, I place myself between his legs. Gently grabbing his chin, I urge his eyes to seek mine again, which I succeed in doing.
''In another life, lando...'' I whisper.
''I promise...I won't give you up, even if it means giving up everything else...'' he replies with a straightening voice.
''I'm not worth it...'' I raise my voice.
''Don't you understand, amalia? It's you I can't be without...I fucking love you...'' he says.
Slowly, and with feeling, his warm palm wraps around my waist. Grasping the back of his neck, I slowly ruffle through his hair as his face disappears into my stomach. He kisses it gently.
''I promise you...'' he repeats himself, kissing my stomach again.
I'm still ruffling his hair.
*door opens*
We immediately break away from each other.
''You told me there was nothing between you...'' says my brother disappointedly.
''It's my fault, Lew...'' Lando intervenes now, standing slightly in front of me.
''Why? Why Amalia? Why my best friend? You could have taken them all...'' Lewis doesn't respond to Lando at all.
''I don't know...'' I respond, on the verge of tears.
Lando immediately turns to me to wipe away my scattered tears.
''I'm sorry...'' he whispers, adding a kiss to my forehead, after which he leaves the room.
Only Lewis and I were now facing each other.
''Do you hate me?'' I ask my brother.
''I could never do that, sister...''
''Then why have you been treating me like you have for the last few months?'' I raise my voice quietly.
Without an answer from him, he takes me in his arms.
''I can't stay away from him...I just can't...'' I say in the embrace between me and my brother.
''I know how much it hurts you...it will pass...'' he responds gently.
Withdrawing from his arms, I look at him again.
''my feelings for him will never go away..either you understand that..or...''
''or?''
''or you can't be a part of my life anymore...'' I say broken heartedly.
''So you put Lando above me?'' he didn't understand.
''lewis..i love him..i love him so much it kills me..why can't you understand that?'' i say a little louder now, tears escaping my eyes again.
''You love him?'' he asks, shocked.
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dangerous curves -Lando Norris (English Version)
FanfictionAmalia, Lewis Hamilton's sister, is a difficult 17-year-old with a complicated past and she hates many things. But the thing she hates the most is her brother's best friend. Lando Norris. He loves to provoke her and really enjoys it. Time and again...