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5.

Lando's POV

"You should seriously stop doing that mate" Max Verstappen said as he pointed at me.

"Doing what?"

"Doing this kind of shit, drinking, partying" he threw an empty bottle of alcohol away. "Get a grip already"

I snorted.

"Why are you snorting?" He snapped his head to me. "Francesca has been gone for months and honestly she's probably not thinking about you anyways"

"Well thanks mate" I rolled my eyes. Was this his way to make me feel better?

Everyone thought I was still thinking about Francesca. And I didn't tell them otherwise, it was easier if they thought I was thinking about her.

That I couldn't forget her.

They wouldn't understand that it wasn't her that I was thinking about.

"Why are you being like that?" He frowned as I laid down on the couch. "Like what?" I sighed.

"Acting like a potato?"

"A potato?" I laughed. "Well this potato had incredible good sex last night"

"With who? A random girl?" He clapped his hands. "Congratulations"

Okay maybe it wasn't the smartest thing to say. It wasn't something to brag about.

I literally brought someone home who I didn't know. I only knew that she was a friend of Savannah.

But she was incredibly beautiful. I already noticed her the first night, when she was dancing with Savannah.

And she got a big mouth, wasn't impressed with what I do or who I am.
Just like someone else I fell for.

So when I asked her to just fuck without anything else, she looked at me with that smirk on her face and said yes.

Seemed like a good idea at the time. Wasn't so sure about that anymore.

Not because I didn't want it but because it would raise even more eyebrows.

"Not with a random girl" I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah with who then?" He asked as he sat down next to me. "You don't know her" I shrugged.

"Because she's a random girl"

He got me there.

"Like I said mate, she's not random and I'm perfectly fine"

But yeah she was a random girl and I wasn't perfectly fine. I was just so tired of people constantly getting on my nerves.

"Okay if she isn't random, then bring her to dinner tomorrow night" he raised his eyebrow with a fucking smirk on his face. "Or would that be a problem?"

"No mate, it isn't a problem at all, I will bring her to dinner"

"Awesome, is she a vegetarian?" He asked, leaning back on the couch.
He only asked this to test if I really knew her.

I didn't at all.

Was she vegetarian?

Didn't seem like it, seemed like she liked meat just fine the other night.

"No she isn't" I quickly said and hopefully it was the right answer.

"Awesome" he said as he got up. "Then I'll see you and the not random girl tomorrow evening"

"Yeah you will" I mumbled.

As soon as he walked out of my apartment and closed the door behind him, I grabbed my phone.

We just agreed that we both weren't ready for a relationship or anything like that and now I was texting her to pretend as if she wasn't just a hookup.

As if we liked each other.

Riley

Got plans tomorrow evening?

Not really
Your place?

Yeah
But can you come at like 5pm?

Yeah sure

Do you like meat?

Wait
Real meat
Or is this a sexual question?

I know you like my meat 😏
But I meant real meat

So your meat isn't real?
Got it!
But yes I do

My meat is very real
Didn't you taste it?

Hmm not really
Got to have another taste I think

I ain't complaining about that
See u tomorrow!