ELEANORE
We sat on a round table, I was facing James, his eyes laid on the seat next to mine, were Lando took place, talking to my dad. He knows I thought, but why should he, I mean he nerver said anything to me. He stopped staring at Lando, he stared at me know. The eye contact with my twin brother killed me, I know that one look is enough for him to know. We always know what the other feels by looking at them, we have a deep connection. It's amazing most of the time and helpful, giving each other one look and not having to talk is very useful in many situations, but sometimes it's a curse. Like right now, I broke the eye contact by staring at the menu card in my hands.
A waiter came soon after, we all ordered our food. Even though I would rather eat nothing I ordered some pasta, I really don't want anyone to notice, even if that means I have to feel bad for at least the rest of the day. Since my one of my brothers ignored me and the other one were in a conversation with him, I just sat there and listened to the music coming from the Piano. Until my mom decided to have a conversation with me...
,, Eleanore honey, you practice for ballet every day, don't you? And I didn't heard of any new modeling jobs?'' As always she has nothing better to talk about. ,, Mama I have told you that I practice every day twice. And I wanted to take a break from modeling while I'm traveling with papa, we even talked about that.'' I tried to stay calm, knowing Lando was hearing all of it. I quickly glanced at him, he was looking at his empty wineglass, obviously trying not to interrupt any family discussions. ,, Well since your already here I booked a lesson for you at Maria's (her ballet teacher), she will make sure you won't loose any of your skills, I don't think you trained your whole life just to quit like this Eleanore. And having a that huge break from modeling won't be good for you career, lucky for you I already talked to Zak. You will model for the next McLaren collection. How could she do that? I was upset, trying to find words, I didn't wanted all that, my mental health couldn't manage those things anymore, but I don't know how to tell her about that. ,, Mama I told you that I don't want that.'' ,, But why Eleanore, you never told me any reason?'' ,, Because I don't... I..''
I had no idea how I could tell her. I looked at Lando, he was already looking at me, trying to figure out what was going on, I quickly faced the table ,, Oh it doesn't matter, thank you mom.'' I set a smile on and looked at her. Before she could answer, the waiter served us our meals. Mom watched every bite I took, I know she hates seeing me eating this, even though she would never admit it. I love my mom, but wegen it comes to hobby's and food it's difficult to manage...
The rest of the dinner went by without any complications, we laughed and talked a lot together. When we walked through the huge hallway, on the way back to our cars, Lando gently grabbed my arm. I looked up to face him, the others were in front of us, when our eyes met I couldn't resist smiling at him, his eyes are so lovely.He let go of my arm and gave me a quick sign to keep walking, we walked that close to each other, that our arms touched.
,,So when will I see you again?" He asked me, his eyes focused on what's in front of us. I gave him a quick side eye before I answered. ,, In the McLaren garage I guess." I looked at him, hoping for a specific answer. He chuckled. ,, Oh Eleanore, you know I didn't meant that." ,, I don't know, explain it" I said in a provocative tone. I saw him raising his eyebrows while he ironically shakes his head. ,, So what I meant was, if you have time to meet up more private?" He seemed nervous suddenly. ,,So you mean like a date?" I stopped him, by grabbing his arm and looked him in the eyes. ,, Yeah that's what I mean, a date."
He looked me deep in the eyes, and suddenly I felt a thousand butterflies flying inside my stomach. He came closer so me, grabbing my arm following it down to my hand. He linked his hand with mine, our lips just centimeters apart. When suddenly I heated James voice. ,,come on Eleanore, we want to drive home." We quickly brought space between us, the others already went outside, just James stood there, giving Lando a death stare...
Later that evening I was laying in bed, not able to sleep. Lando Norris was all I could think about. My phone pings, when I saw wo texted me I almost screamed...
Lando🏎🧡
Hey Eleanore, I was wondering if you would
like to come to my apartment with me tomorrow?
You know as a date, I know taking you out would
be more romantic, but I guess you're dad and
brothers won't like that...😅
I think I should have just asked you
without all that yapping haha 🫣
Hey Lan, yeah I would love to do this.☺️
That's amazing!
So what about meeting at mine at 8pm?
Yeah, that's amazing!
So see you tomorrow, have a nice sleep.
See you tomorrow!
Good night lanny
Good night Eleanore❤️
I turned around in my bed, giggling and screaming into my pillow. I know I shouldn't do that, but I have to, or else my heart will hate me forever...
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I'm sorry that it took me that long to post the next part,
but as I already said I have many exams and some
problems with physical health in the moment. But
in the next few weeks it will definitely get better!
That's for waiting, let me know if you got any tips
for me!🥰
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