𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒻𝑒𝓁𝓉 ꨄ | Brando de sanctis x reader

06 ; the race

  The race

Brando and I had a lovely time together before the race at school. I adored our little hangout. As Brando drives me back to the school, I fidget with the Pandora bracelet he had brought me earlier.

"Do you like the present?" He asks me.

I nod. "Of course I do."

I'm going to cheris this gift forever.

After a few minutes, Brando parks his car, and we both exit the vehicle. He walks over to me, observing the area to see if anyone's around. Then, he wraps his arms around me, our bodies pressing together.

"You're going to do so good. I believe in you." He whispers in my ear.

I feel so happy.

I want to stay like this forever, in Brando's arms, safe, happy.

"Thank you." I whisper as I pull away from the hug. "I have to get changed, Brando."

He nods. "Yeah, I know. Good luck, I'll be watching you."

So sweet.

With butterflies in my stomach, I turn around and head to the girls' changing rooms, where I'm met with Cami, Chiara and some of the other racers.

I swear nothing is going on between Cami and Chia, they are ignoring eachother.

I place my changing bag on the bench and get dressed.

Cami walks past me, but I tap her shoulder.

"Goodluck, Cami."

"You too."

She doesn't even turn to acknowledge me, she just said that and walked out the changing rooms. Something's up with her.. Is she okay?

I take off the Pandora bracelet Brando had gave me and put it in my bag for safety, because of course I don't want to break it while I'm running.

I really hope I win this race.

My phone vibrates. I get my phone out from my pocket and there's another unknown message.

'Give me the money or I'll tell everyone you fucked Niccolo too. Virginia will be the first one I'll tell.'

Who the fuck is this person?

Whatever.

I stuff my phone in my bag.

When I leave the changing rooms to head out to the track, I look out for Brando on the stands.

There he is. He's sitting with Niccolo, leaning in close to whisper to him. He's laughing too.

I walk over to all the girls at the start of the track, feeling confident. The other racers are preparing themselves to run. I let out a deep breathe and take a sip of my water bottle.

I'm anxious.

Nauseous.

Ugh, what if I lose terribly infront of Brando.

That's humilating.

I prepare myself to run on the start of the race track.

We should be running in a minute or so.

All the girls are letting out deep breathes.

I glance at Brando, hoping we make eye contact but he's leaving with Niccolo? That fucking idiot! My heart drops to my stomach while I watch as he just leaves without even looking at me, not even a single fucking glance.