"You're so gorgeous, I can't say anything to your face."
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In which two F1 drivers despise eachother.
But how different are love and hate... really?
loosely based on the song gorgeous by taylor swift because it's hot :)
The door of my boyfriends apartment creeks open, I hear his footsteps attempting to be quiet. I turn around from my place on the couch, "Hey Stealth." I smile at his face which has 'caught!' all over it.
"Baby." He smiles and walks over to me, kissing me, "You didn't have to wait up." Jackson Holmes, an olympic swimmer and my lovely boyfriend.
I rest my hand on the back of his neck, moving my thumb softly, "I wanted to. I was hoping we could watch a movie."
"I'm really tired baby." He frowned but didn't seem all that sad. My hand moves down his neck and to his shirt collar.
"That's alright."
"You're the best." He smiles and starts to pull away but I grab his shirt to stop him.
"What's that?" I look closer at his neck, seeing a faint dark spot.
His eyes widen and I know immediately. "What?" He says, watching me get up and turn the lights on.
I get real close to him, turning his head to look away from me so I can see the hickey. "Fuck you." I shake my head and turn around.
He drops everything he's holding, "Caroline it's not what you think-"
I start gathering my things, "What? You didn't go out tonight and fuck some girl? You didn't lie to me? You haven't done this before?" I'm calm and collected. Breath, Caroline. I remind myself.
"Please- I didn't mean to." I stop in my tracks, throwing my bag over my shoulder.
And I laugh.
He's so confused, I can see it in his dark brown eyes, "You didn't mean to?" I raise my voice, walking closer.
"Y-yes."
"No. You don't mean to let a laugh slip out. You don't mean to accidentally order two pairs of pants. You do mean to fuck someone other than your girlfriend." I walk away, opening the door. He begs after me.
"Please Caroline! I love you! You're on break we can work it out! I'll be better! I'll do better!" I shake my head.
"Have a horrible fucking life, you asshole." And I walk out, I slam the door and get into the elevator as fast as I can.
I put my hands over my face, and I cry.
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CAROLINE Jackson cheated
JOHNNY what. the. fuck. are you okay??? coming over rn. oh fuck you're in london
CARA IM GONNA PUNCH A BITCH let me stop by his before i come to urs ill fly.
CAROLINE i don't wanna talk about it. pls don't kill him he doesn't deserve to die i need him to see me thrive bitch ass.
CARA he deserves nothing!!!😁😁 also where are you staying??
CAROLINE I just wanna be home with you guys. need to watch wild child to recover i'll find a hotel dw
JOHNNY we'll see you soon pls be safe
CARA call us if you need us
I smile at their texts and close my phone. I'm in London for the week and basically homeless now. I'm walking down the street with my suitcase and a backpack, attempting not to get pickpocketed while also trying to find a hotel.
*HONK* I jump and turn to the street, my mind immediately racing and trying to figure out if I wasn't paying attention or someone recognized me.
I frown when I realize someone did recognize me.
"The fuck are you doing, Wells?" Lando Norris sits in his custom Mclaren, arm out the window looking at me with a look of confusion.
Of course it has to be him.
"I-" I laugh, not even being able to get the words out, "Do you know any hotels around here?"
"Get in." He nods to the passenger side and I can't let myself overthink this because if I do I'll be stranded at midnight on the side of the road.
What happened that night... I won't even speak aloud again. We both promised.
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