Back Together

❤︎︎ Thirty-Three ❤︎︎

He crashed. He completely spun off after colliding with Lance Stroll. Thank god he got out of the car with no injuries. He did look incredibly lightheaded from the impact though. But I was already shaking in the garage. I was the first person he ran to. I had mascara all down my face and I was even having anxiety twitches. Lando ran straight to me and held my shaking body.

"I'm okay, baby. I'm okay. Calm down, love. I'm not hurt. I'm okay" he said while stroking my head and holding me close

"I thought you died..." I said with a shaky voice. Some people would say I was over dramatic but when you see your own boyfriend spin off in an F1 race your first thought is death.

"I'm okay, love. Don't worry"

"it was so scary... you spun off..."

"I know, baby. I'm sorry for scaring you. But look at me, love. I'm okay. Not a scratch on me"

"you don't look well though... you look like you're about to pass out..."

"I'm just a little shaken up, love. It's nothing a good meal and some rest won't fix. Don't worry about me, okay?"

"let's go back to your driver room. you look really pale and you're never pale" I said as I held his hand and pulled him to his driver room

"I'm okay, love. Just a little dizzy. But I promise you, I'll be fine" he said as we walked into his driver room

"you really don't look okay, Lan..."

"Look, love. Just promise me you'll trust me when I say I'm fine. Please?"

"you're not fine. you're going to pass out" I said as I pulled him to the floor with me. I got him to lay in between my legs and I put his head on my lap. "if you need to pass out then do it now..." I said while stroking his head

"I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to worry you. Just promise me that you'll be okay if I do pass out?"

"I'll wait here stroking your head until you wake up."

"Thank you, love. You're the best" he said. He passed out then but he was only out for about 2 minutes. He woke up and slowly opened his eyes to look at me

"hey, gorgeous boy... you feeling any better?"

"Mmmm... a little. But I feel much better knowing you're here with me"

"At least you're awake now. how about we cuddle on the couch for a bit and then we'll head back to our hotel room when you've got your strength back up"

"That sounds perfect, love. You're the best"

"I'll let you play with my hair too. I know it calms you down" I said as we cuddled on the couch and he started playing with my hair

"It does, love. Thank you. You always know how to make me feel better"

"play with my hair for as long as you want. That's why I haven't cut it yet. I know how much you love it"

"You're right, love. I do love it. And you" he said. He loved my hair. If only I didn't fuck it up a few days later