"Welcome to paradise, lads!" Max spread his arm like he was Russel Crowe in Gladiator while he stood on the boat deck.
Lando was unamused. "Where should we put our stuff?"
"Aw, come on!" Max tilted his head. "Indulge my enjoyment."
"I think you'll be indulging in something else on this trip, Max." Carlos snickered which resluted in a small smile from Lando. Max had brought Lando, Carlos, Oscar, George, Max (Verstappen, obviously) and Niran. It was a bigger group, but thankfully, everyone was pitching in some money for the yacht that Max was renting and it was nothing short of huge. Ten bedrooms, five bathrooms, a ginormous kitchen with a full length dining table, patio on deck and above deck, and a basement down below for storage. Lando decided that was where he would bring bottles at night to drown his sorrows.
At the moment, only Lando, Carlos and Verstappen were there. Kelly (Verstappens girlfriend) and Rebecca were both there too, leaving Lando to feel even lonelier among the couples.
"Funny, funny." Max made a face. "That's another thing--please be nice to everyone. I'm looking at you, Verstappen. Make friends. We'll be here quite a while so don't be petty."
Max looked at Lando at the last part, which made him even more uneasy than he was the second he stepped onto the boat.
"Since you guys are the first here, and surprisingly on time, you get first pick at the rooms. Don't be dicks and pick the biggest ones."
The two couples were already shuffling through Max, saying quick thank you's as they disappeared down the hallway.
Lando followed behind them but was stopped by Max.
"Really glad you decided to come, mate." Max smiled at him. "It's gonna be good for you."
Lando grimaced. "Okay, weirdo. If you're going to be this creepy the whole trip I'll turn around now."
"Get on with it." Max groaned and the two laughed as they headed opposite directions.
Lando picked the last door in the hallway--far away from everyone where he could get some privacy. Lando had to give Max some credit, it was a pretty nice room. Semi-queen bed with a dresser and a closet. The bathroom was just outside.
He was exhausted and unpacking was the last thing he wanted to do at the moment. His jet-lag made Lando's eyes droop and yawns slipped from his lips every other minute. Pretty soon, sitting on the edge of his bed turned into laying on it, turned into getting under the covers and closing his eyes. He slept for almost two hours, thankfully unbothered by the rest of the group who had showed up.
He woke to commotion outside, causing Lando to groan and sit up to check the time. Almost five meant that everyone should be here by now. He opened the door to his room and braced himself for Lilly and Bridget. Thankfully Oscar would be there with them, seeing as he was getting in last and Lando was grateful to have his teammate nearby for shelter.
Lando slipped through his door, closing it behind him, but came to a full stop as he stared down the hallway.
There she was. For a moment, just a brief moment, he didn't think it was her. He didn't want to believe that it was her standing there. But he knew.
She was there, laughing. Holding a drink in her hands while a duffel bag sat at her feet. She was smiling at something Oscar was saying. Lando wanted to punch Oscar. Lando wanted to run back into his room and lock the door, the pussy that he was.
Then...she looked at him and time stopped. His breathing halted and he could see that hers did too. She looked exactly like how he remembered her. But her face was contorting in shock and he saw her lip tremble.
"Ah, he's awake!" Verstappen said and time began again. "Fucking finally."
Lando forced his eyes away from her and focused on moving one foot in front of the other.
"Give him a break, he's had a long travel day." Carmen whacked Verstappen's arm, earning a grin from Kelly.
"Thanks, Carm." Lando mumbled, mustering a small smile as his eyes went to the floor.
Lando's eyes lifted to see Max mouthing "I'll explain" while he poured everyone drinks.
Don't look up. Just don't look at her. Is she looking at you? Don't look.
"Well, I supposed you two should find rooms." Max glanced toward Oscar and her. Lando knew it was them because he could see their shoes.
"Yeah...thanks." She spoke and her voice sent Lando spinning again. His knees were going to give out on that deck and he was going to pass out.
The second they were out of sight and earshot, Lando lifted his eyes and faced Max with the angriest glare he had.
The rest of the group chatted while Max leaned toward Lando's ear. "I'll tell you everything later."
"Fuck you."
Max frowned. "Be nice, it isn't my fault."
"Lando!"
He turned around as Lilly scooted over to him. "Hi, Lilly." Lando ignored how awkward he sounded.
"How's it going?" Lilly handed Max a cocktail. "Congrats on your season! P2 is pretty good--sorry I never got the chance to congratulate you in person."
Why was she being so nice to him? "Yeah. Not bad...How are you doing? Did you get that job? At the gallery?"
"Yep!" She chirped, grinning. "Finished up a few pieces for him before getting here. It's really great."
Why would Lilly be smiling at him? She had no reason too--he broke her best friends heart. And it wasn't like he reached out to any of Gabi's friends after he destroyed her.
"That's good." Lando didn't know what else to say. Thankfully, after a quick check of her phone, Lilly awkwardly left and followed Gabi's path from earlier. Lando could only assumed she was just as shocked as he was.
"I'm going to fucking kill you. You did this on purpose." Lando said to Max, trying his best to keep a straight face.
"I didn't know she was coming, Lando. I swear. Lilly told me she thought Gabi wasn't." Max replied before pinching the bridge of his nose. "Look, just be civil tonight. I swear I'll figure everything out."
Lando clenched his jaw. "Fuck you, Max."
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