,,Welcome to my house,
play that music too loud,
show me what you do now.
We don't like to go out.
Welcome to my house."
My house; Flo Rida-
Rain pattered dismally against the panes of big windows at Gatwick airport. It was a classic chilly day in London. Normally it has no effect on me, but because of that breakup I feel really depressed. I was looking from the windows...actually I see nothing because of that heavy rain, but I wasn't really paying attention what is happening outside. I'm totally lost in my thoughts. I'm waiting for Lance who is late. Like always.
,,Heya!" He shouted loudly next to me, so I jumped and stopped breathing for a moment because of the shock.
,,Jesus Murphy, you scared me!" I shouted at him and he burst out laughing.
,,What's so funny here? And why the hell do you have that cowboy hat?" I frowned when I looked at him. He looks like a tool.
,,We are going to the ranch!" He exlaimed happily. He probably has never been there, so he is excited like a little kid. That's funny.
,,That's true. But it's in the mountains not in Texas mate. You'll freeze there with this," I pointed at his hat. I'm suprised that he doesn't have a cowboy boots. I think that uncle George will like him, he is a big cowboy and maniac too. I feel really sorry for my father now. I hope he won't hate me till the rest of his life.
,,Don't worry. I checked the weather and I'm prepared. I have jumpers, jackets and also my toque. I have this just to feel more like a cowboy," he winked at me, but I just rolled my eyes.
,,Suit yourself. We should go before there will be a long queue," I shrugged, picked up my luggage and put my sunglasses on to be less recognisable and Lance did the same. Then we went to the passport control and we also left our luggages there.
,,That guy was really weird," Lance admitted when we were standing in the queue waiting for the security check. Just to let you know. That guy was HELL creepy! He was widely smiling at us, he probably thinks that we are dating. When he discovered that we are Canadians he started using some Canadian slang. He also greeted us G'day and we politely told him that it's from the Aussie slang. He felt really embarrassed and rather shut up. It didn't take long because when he gave us our plane tickets he said: Have a nice flight Canucks. Atleast he didn't screw up everything.
,,Yeah he was," I mumbled looking at the big screens showing what we can and can't take to the plane. I wasn't really in the mood for conversation, so there was a silence between us. I know that Lance would love to chat, but I'm glad he understand my situation and I can rely on him. He really changed.
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Love Between Telemetry [Lance Stroll]
Fanfiction"I'm tired of you giving me false signals and playing with my heart. I won't let you destroy me even more." "Drin..." "I really don't wanna hear your smart talk, Lance. I knew from the beginning who you are, I just hoped you would prove me wrong. I...