Drivers: Lando Norris, Carlos Sainz
Ages: Lando Norris (20), Carlos Sainz (24)
- POV Lando -
"Mate, you're so quiet today. What's up?", Mark asked as he parked the car in the car park at the track. I just ignored his question and jumped out of the car as soon as possible. I needed to get to the motorhome, I needed to apologize. I noticed Mark following me, but I started running, not in the mood to talk about this. The closer I got to Carlos's room, the more nervous I started to feel. I finally arrived at Carlos's driver room, a big 55 painted on the door. I knocked softly, my hand shaking.
When it took a while for an answer to sound, I started breathing more heavily and my heart rate sped up. My whole body started tingling and trembling. 'What if he won't forgive me. What if this is the end of our relationship? What if he tells me he never wants to see me again? What if he w-'. My train of thought was broken by someone's voice. "Hey Lando, you for Carlos?", Rupert asked. "I uh...y-yeah. I n-need to...need to-". "Lando, breathe", Rupert said, frowning as he noticed my ragged breathing. He put a hand on my bicep and pulled me inside the room. "I don't know where Carlos is, but we'll find him later. For now, we need to sort you out first. Now, tell me. What's wrong?".
"I think C-C-Carlos is m-mad at me"
*Somewhere on the other side of the garage*
POV Carlos
"I think Lando's mad at me", I said breathlessly, which earned me a weird look. "Mad? You think Lando's mad at you? Mate, if there's one person Lando could never be mad at, it's you. Why would he be mad at you?". "He hasn't said a word to me since the last race. I think that maybe he blames me for the crash". "Hey now, don't say it was just an accident. I think both of you know it wasn't anyone's fault. Even the stewards called it a racing incident, it's just what happens at the start of a race sometimes".
At first, I had been disappointed to not find Lando in his driver room. I had been feeling on edge all day, Lando and the accident that had happened last weekend the only things I could think about. I was determined to apologize to Lando and try to make it up. I didn't want us to break up over something as silly as this. So, when I didn't find Lando, but his trainer Jon at the door, I initially felt very frustrated, but the comforting words of the man now made me kind of glad it was him.
"Why don't you come in and you can let it all out and then I'll help you see where Lando is, yeah?". I agreed and stepped inside, sitting down on the floor initially. "There's a couch and a massage table in the room and somehow you still sit on the floor. Sometimes I actually forget how stupid you can be", Jon chuckled. "But this is Lando's room. I can't just act like mine". "I think if you've had sex in a room before, you are officially entitled to treat it as your own", Jon teased. I laughed slightly, thinking about the time he walked in on me and Lando getting a bit heated in Lando's driver room. "Are you ever going to shut up about that?". "Nope", he chuckled.
"Now, sit here", he said, pointing at the couch. "And tell me what the hell is going on exactly", he continued, a more serious look etched on his face now. "Uh...after last week's crash, Lando hasn't talked to me anymore. It's like he's constantly avoiding me". Jon frowned and said: "it's not like Lando to act like that. There must be more going on from his side. I'll talk to him later, for sure. For now, try to let it go and take your mind off of it. I don't think there's much you can do at the moment, except talking to him when we find out where he is". Jon attempted to call him, but there was no answer.
I felt panic rising as he didn't pick up his phone, nor answered Jon's texts asking him where he was. "Come on lad", Jon mumbled, after another voicemail. Meanwhile, my chest was starting to feel tighter and tighter, making it difficult for me to breathe. My breath came out in short gasps of air as I desperately tried to stay calm. Jon looked up from his phone after giving up trying to contact Lando and then saw the state I was in. "Woah woah woah, it's okay. Breathe with me. Big breath in through the nose, big breath out through the mouth".
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