𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 - 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗶𝘀

𝐞 𝐢 𝐠 𝐡 𝐭 𝐞 𝐞 𝐧

┌──❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚─┐

manchild

why so sexy if so dumb?
and how survive the earth so long?

└───❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚┘

LANDO TOSSED AND TURNED, unable to switch his brain off and finally drift off. this seemed to be a reoccurring problem for the young driver, the past week being filled of sleepless nights.

he rolled over with a sigh, heart sinking as his phone lit up, portraying the unfortunate time, 3:41am.

he knew why he couldn't sleep. he knew what had been nagging on his mind for months now.

closing his eyes in yet another feeble attempt at sleep, the same persistent image popped into his mind once more.

ivy. the only thought on his mind for what felt like forever.

he knew he fucked up. he knew how badly he'd hurt the girl. leaving her like that, with nothing but a sticky note and a few read text messages.

but the mere thought of himself confessing his feelings sent him shrinking back into a spiral; the same one he'd entered while pacing the streets of monaco all night after leaving ivy.

no matter how often max, or charles, or anyone told him that she'd share the same feelings the thought of facing her after being so vulnerable caused him to freak out.

and that's why messages went unanswered, words went unsaid and social media's went unchecked.

and lando knew he was being a dick. everything in him was screaming at him to message her.

and one day, during his daily reminder that he was a complete knob, he decided to do it.

lando

lando
hi
august 12, 3:04pm

vivi
ha
august 13, 2:18am

lando
i'm sorry

vivi
funny that

lando
fuck
please
can i see you

vivi
oh please so now i'm some drunk booty-call?
real mature lando

lando
nono i'm sorry i didn't mean
it like that
i just want to talk to you

vivi
unfortunately we can't get everything we want
goodnight lando

"KEN PLEASE I DONT KNOW what to do."

ivy's breathing was jagged and shallow, tears streaming down her cheeks as she hiccuped and sniffed.

"ivy just breathe. its okay." kendall's soothing voice echoed back through the speaker, the heavy tinge of worry barely noticeable in ivy's state.

"he wants to see me." ivy's laugh was incredulous. "he wants to see me. does he not think i wanted to see him? oh but it's okay, he can dictate and decide when we see each other. because i'm completely fine being in some patriarchal, romeo and juliet relationship where the man makes all the decisions!"