Amalia, 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...
''I said no, amalia...why can't you let it go for once? Let someone want to protect you for once...'' Lando slowly becomes a little more frustrated with the situation.
''And what about you? You need someone to protect you too...'' I respond, tearing my fingers away from his.
''amalia...I don't need anyone to protect me. I only need you..and that you are safe. Do you finally understand that?'' Lando replies in his deep voice, touching my cheeks with his hand.
''I hate not being able to help you, Lando...'' I respond frailly.
''You're helping me by looking at me already, dear...'' he whispers to me gradually.
Leaning in, he places his lips on mine. My heart leaps with joy. I immediately return the kiss.
''Is everything okay now?'' he asks gently after he breaks off the kiss.
''Yes...'' I respond, to which a small smile escapes me.
''I love you, amalia...'' he whispers, still kneeling between my legs.
''I love you, lando...'' I respond just as tenderly, our eyes promising each other safety.
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The night is cool, but still humid. With our usual group, which consists of Lewis, Maria, Charles, Alexandra, Lando and me, we walk through the streets of Monaco to get to a trendy restaurant. Lando holds my hand. All of us, dressed in fine clothes.
''You are by far the most beautiful woman...'' Lando whispers to me, walking slightly behind the group.
I respond with a smile as a 'thank you', followed by a kiss on his cheek.
''oh crap...''I say with a smile as I recognize the lipstick mark on his cheek.
''What is it, dear?'' he immediately responds with concern.
''You have my lipstick on your cheek...'' I reply with a smile.
''Leave it like that...'' his voice echoes with a smile as I'm about to wipe the mark away.
A few minutes later, we arrive at the trendiest restaurant in Monaco. A large crowd is gathered around it, as well as paparazzi. I get a bad feeling in my stomach. Maria came up to me and Lando let go of my hand because we didn't want to make our relationship public, at least not now. Immediately fans rush Lando, Charles and Lewis and paparazzi's.
''Why don't you take care of the woman who is carrying your child inside of her?" one of them started asking Lando such questions.
My eyes immediately look after him, with Maria and Alexandra pushing me closer to the restaurant.
''Are you okay...?'' I ask him, hoping he can read my question from my lips.
''Everything's fine. Go inside and wait for me...'' he responded, signing autographs.
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Time flew by, as did the evening with my favorite people. We sat in that restaurant for ages, the laughter becoming more and more hearty. After a while, I noticed that Lando's eyes were caught on his cell phone.
''Is everything okay?'' I ask him as he continues to scroll through his screen.
''amalia...I'm sorry...'' he says with a certain air of pity.
Turning his phone towards my eyes, I capture his phone screen.
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''Oh my God...'' I react in shock as I read through this article.
''I'm so sorry, Amalia...I didn't want that this happen...'' Lando spoke vulnerably, his eyes telling me a lot.
''What's going on?'' the others noticed.
Lando also showed them the newspaper article.
''How dare they? What kind of crap did they write there?" Lewis got upset.
Turning my gaze back to Lando, I see him staring into space.
''Do you want to go home?'' I ask him gently.
''Yeah...I just need you right now...'' he whispers after he lays his vulnerable eyes on me.
''It's okay, you can go...we'll sort everything out here...'' Maria spoke just as I was about to ask the others.
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We reached our apartment in the dark. Lando sits down ,broken , in his suit on my bed. The moon shines brightly through my window. Quietly closing my bedroom door, my eyes turn back to him.
''Talk to me...I want to be there for you...'' I speak softly and carefully to him.
His head lifts, followed by his eyes on me. His hand reaches out for me.
''Come here...'' he whispers.
Completing my journey to him, his hands grasp my waist, placing me on his lap. He hides his pretty face in my neck, which he kisses once tenderly. My hands immediately find their way around his neck.
''It's okay...'' I whisper to him.
''It's not...now you're getting all the hate too...you don't deserve this, amalia. I should have been more careful...'' he whispers brokenly.
My neck gets wet. Gently, I wrap my hands around his neck, bringing his eyes back to mine. Tenderly, I wipe away his tears.
''lando...everything is okay. We can do this together...please don't blame yourself...I hate seeing you like this...'' I whisper to him, trying to help him.
''But it's all my fault...'' he argues.
''I don't care whose fault this all is..I just want us to get through this together..I need you, lando..we have one last obstacle to overcome...'' I whisper to him again, our eyes longing for each other more and more.
''I need you so much..please, love...'' he whispers vulnerably.
''Are you sure? We can just sleep and I'll hold you in my arms...'' I ask back tenderly, wanting only the best for him at this moment.
''Please...I need you so much...'' he whispers, moving my body closer to his.
My eyes remain glued to his. Slowly, his hand disappears from my hip, up to the back closure of my dress.
''I don't do anything without your permission...'' he whispers.
''I'm yours...all night...'' I whisper back.
Slowly, he opens my dress and pulls it off my body. Goose bumps spread across my skin. Raising my arms upwards, I sit on him in just my underwear. Our eyes meet again. Slowly, we lean in and our lips meet. His hands reach my hips again, he presses my body closer against his torso. Our mouths connect again and again. Interrupting the kiss, I open his shirt and remove it. I gently touch his warm and naked upper body. Leaning in, I spread a few tender kisses over it. Taking hold of my body, he places me underneath him.
''Do you still want it, love?'' he whispers tenderly to you.
