Love Between Telemetry [Lance Stroll]

•Chapter number twenty-six•

,,Don't need to deny the hurt and the lies
And all of the things you did to me
I swear, I know you did
Ciao adios, I'm done."
Ciao Adios; Anne-Marie

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,,Should I wear striped dress or black skirt with black top?" I was digging in my closet looking for perfect outfit. Tonight we have a very important team dinner together with our new sponsors. Although I'd love to go there just in leggins and oversized T-Shirt I need to dress up nicely.

,,You look stunning in everything, choose whatever you want," Betty shouted from the bathroom where she was doing her make-up.

,,Thank you Beths, you really helped me," I rolled my eyes and grabbed the skirt with a top. I don't really like that dress to be honest...why I was even thinking about having that sack on me?

After Betty was done with her make-up it was my turn to do the magic. It wasn't nothing epochal, just mascara and red lipstick. As I said earlier I'm not big fan of these beauty things.

,,How are you doing that you are always so beautiful and you don't have to try hard?" Betty was scanning me from head to toes.
,,I dunno, I'm just perfect," I shrugged, ,,just kidding, I'm not that pretty...but you on the other hand look so fucking hot." Betty herself was wearing a red dress upon her knees and she was looking so sexy in that. I think boys will be drooling...but unlucky for them she is not interested.

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,,Deschamps wants attention like always," Joey shaked his head when I entered the room. His expression but rapidly changed when he saw Betty behind me.

,,Someone is catching flies," I laughed when my cousin was watching her walking to the table with opened mouth.

,,That's Betty, isn't she?" he asked when he was conscious again. Reason why is he so surprised is because Betty used to experiment a lot with make-up and clothes and it always ended terrible.

,,She is. But I'll give you one small advice: Don't try to make a move on her."

,,Why?" Joe asked confused. Wait...he really wanted to...no please no!

,,Let's say she'll never be interested in guys," I shrugged and left him standing in the middle of the room.

,,Hello my fair lady," Lance's deep voice was echoing in my ears and goosebumbs appeared on my skin, ,,you look beautiful." Why is he driving me so crazy?

,,Hello sir. You don't look bad either," I smiled at him.

,,I thought you'll say how disgusting I look and that you wanna puke," I laughed at his words.

,,Honestly I was thinking about that, but I didn't wanna be so mean," I shrugged.

,,Deschamps don't want to be mean? The end is near," he chuckled and I slapped his arm. In that moment representatives of our sponsors came into the room. My eyes widened when I saw my mother in the group. What the hell is she doing here?!

,,Drin are you alright?" Lance nudged my shoulder while I was staring at blonde woman talking with Claire.

,,No I'm not. My mother is here," I whispered my eyes not leaving her tall figure.

,,What? What is she doing here?"

,,I don't know! Probably is here as a delegate of some company. Lance, what should I do?" I was shaking a bit. I haven't spoken with her for 5 years after she basically threw me away.