As lando walks past the girls you are with shouts at him. Grabbing his attention.
"Oi Lando!! Her dad recently died, give her attention."
Lando stops and looks at you. Shaking your head, you're mortified they have shouted that at him.
"Uhm I'm sorry. Please don't waste your time on me." You stammer out.
"You a McLaren fan?" He asks you. Nodding your head, you spot his beautiful smile.
"Then it's not a waste of my time. Sorry to hear about your dad. Mine isn't here today or I'd have said you could borrow him." He laughs nervously.
"It's okay, but thank you. How you celebrating tonight?" You ask him, not expecting him to tell you where he will be.
"Oh I'll be there with the gang. Want a photo? A hug?" He offers you. But you just feel awkward.
So he signs things for the other girls. "Come tonight? Let your hair down, have some fun on me? Yes?" His eyes stare down to your soul. "Yeah? You sure?" He nods his head.
"Yes. My table is a little empty, as long as you don't get too overwhelmed with the rest of the guys." Nodding your head, you agree but not sure why. It's the last thing you want to do.
"Let's see your phone." He types in his number and takes a selfie to put with his name. "Text me and I'll give you the details."
He smiles at you, trying to not laugh at how off guard he has caught you. "Now don't let me down.. I need you there. Promise?" He laughs. But squeezes your forearm.
"Tonight yeah?" He smiles at you so genuinely. It makes places flutter. "Sure." You smile back at him.
You're glad that the other two at least let him walk away before they freak out.
"Alright you milf... I seen that." They tease you. Making you wish you had invited other people. Not girls ten years younger than you.
Back in the hotel room, you charge your phone and send lando a text.
"Are you sure you want us there? Sure we'd kill your street cred."
He replies instantly.
"Yeah I do. You don't have long, dinner is in 40 minutes. I'll come by and pick you up."
Your eyes flare as you read it.
"Just me? Or the girls too?" Your heart starts to palpitate.
You did bring an outfit that they made you buy, to go out after the race.
So you just quickly pull on the black dress and shoes.
"Fuck me girls. I'm meeting you at the club with him."
They both scream at you. "What? Where are you going without us."
After a rushed rundown of the texts from Lando. He is texting that he is outside your hotel.
"Have fun... stay safe and text. Love you." The girls shout as they watch you leave.
Slipping into the car, that Lando's in, you don't really overthink it.
But you can feel your anxiety hurting in your chest.
"Oh you scrub up well." You blurt out at him. But it makes him laugh.
"Thank you. As do you. You are looking beautiful."
You are surprised at how much you chat to him. But he makes you laugh, which makes it easier.
He gets out and opens your door at the chosen restaurant. He helps you out as it's cobblestones.
"Take my arm. I don't want you falling."
It's not until you're sitting down with a lot of the drivers and their girlfriends you are very confused. But you are glad you are near Carlos and Rebecca a fellow Scot.
You become as relaxed as you can be in the situation that lando has plonked you in.
Of course when you go to the restroom with Rebecca, she does give you a warning about how bad the gossip accounts online are. But says she loves that lando has finally went for a normal girl.
As you slip back in beside Lando, he has refilled your wine glass. He smiles as you get back beside him and strokes your arm. "Think your phone made a noise when you were at the toilet." He whispers, but looks bashful.
You look at it.
Your ex telling you he was putting the kids to bed and Lando.
"Are you single?"
You look at him and smile. "Yes." You reply verbally, rather being on your phone. Like some of the girlfriends that are present.
As you are talking with Rebecca, he pushes a kiss onto your bare shoulder. "We are leaving soon. Club?" You nod your head at him.
"I best text the girls. Let them know where I'm going." Lando nods his head. " They are still coming right?" You nod your head at him.
As you head to the club, you just end up the car with just him. As others have all went together.
"Are you okay?" You ask him, as he's deep in thought.
"Yeah. Just the race, just playing through my head again." He looks at you. "Tell me about your child? Kids?" You had a gut feeling he had saw the text.
"Kids. Two girls... their dad and I broke up a while ago. He's just active in their lives when he can be." Lando nods his head, just accepting what you're telling him.
"So why did you really invite me out then?" Lando shrugs his shoulders, confusing you. In the restaurant he was flirty, sweet and very charming. Now he has found out you have kids he's changed.
"I like you, obviously." You don't even fake a smile, at his response. "Are you sure? Right now you're acting as if you wish you were anywhere else but here."
He shakes his head. "No. It's just the race decisions. Honestly. I can explain but don't want to bore you." You squeeze his arm. "No tell me. I know we didn't get to hear team radios and something must have been said there. As much as I was glad that Oscar won for McLaren, but we are confused at why you were forced to give the position back. Or that you let up and gave the place up."
His eyes meet yours and he smiles weakly.
"I'll explain later then, since you want to know. But let's go have fun, you can go shake the sexy ass of yours."
Once at the club, he opens your door and stands in front of you until you get out. You gently pat his bum, as he is really close. But it sends him into fits of laughter.
"PDA already huh?" He laughs loudly, not caring who see's you's together.
But you soon get engulfed into the arms of the girls who are there with you.
"Sorry lando but I need my girl. Our song is on." You get pulled in quicker than staff can wrap a band around your wrist. Or any more words with Lando.
You end up dancing for a while with the girls. Neither ask what happened at dinner, not that they'd be able to hear you.
As you dance and drink with the girls, you notice people are watching you.
Not just people you recognise from dinner, other people. Girls eyes burning holes in your head and men who just can't take their eyes off the three Scottish girls being loud and drunken.
Someone eventually grabs your arm. "Oi!!" You end up yelping out.
"Lando wants you and you're ignoring him. Why?" Max shouts the last word at you.
You don't have an answer and just want to dance. But Max doesn't let his grip of you go.
He starts to pull you up towards where he is sitting with Lando.
You smile at him, but he looks put out. "Smile. Can you let me go now? You've summoned me."
Lando can barely look at you.
"What's up? You can dance instead of being a sour face." But Lando shakes his head at you.
"I don't do that."
You shrug and sit down away from him. Annoyed that he's pulled you away from your friends and new friends who were up for fun and dancing.
Lando speaks to Max, as they both ignore you and everyone who seems to want their attention.
They both stare at you when you stand up to leave them.
"I'm going. You guys are being boring." Lando rolls his eyes. "Yeah? But you've maybe had too much now." He bites back at you.
"Okay. Whatever mate."
But lando can't leave it at that. His own emotions and feelings from the race boiling out of him and being aimed at you. His voice getting louder and louder.
"I'm done." You shout at him, moving away from him. But he grabs your arm, pulling you back.
He kisses you. Too hard, too much tongue and teeth. But you're just confused by it and push him off.
"What the hell?" You shout at him.
He looks at you confused.
"Isn't that what all you fan girls want?" He mocks you, laughing with Max.
"No. I'm not a little girl. So show me some damn respect. I'm going back down beside the girls I should have stuck with. Not some jumped up posh twat." You leave him and Max just staring at you. Not quite what they were both expecting from you.
You don't see lando, much until leaving time. He's walking out with Carlos and Rebecca.
"Hey... are you okay?" Rebecca grabs your attention. You smile and nod your head at her. Still angry at the situation with Lando, but not telling your friends as they would kick off.
"Yeah. Fine." You smile at her, hoping Lando doesn't start again.
But he does come up to you. "I'm sorry." He pulls you into his chest. "No we are not doing this. You ruined the night. I'm taking the girls home and we probably will not speak again." You hug him back, just so the girls don't figure out you're mad.
"You left me and I got mad. Please. Accept my apology."
Forgetting your own better judgement, you just allow him to shower you with affection.
"Bye doughball."
You try and leave him again. But it's the girls this time, who call you out on it.
"No you don't. Go do something reckless and have fun. Keep her safe Lando."
