Amaranthine - [L. Norris]

1.3 || Tension

       "Lando, you really have to let me go now, I have to give a pitlane tour in like five seconds". Fiorenza sternly spoke as the McLaren driver refused to let go of her hand, his finger firmly curled around hers. "Fine". He grunted, pulling her close one more time to peck her lips. "You look so pretty, babe". He sighed, his hand letting go of hers and brushing over the back of her white Paddock Club blouse. "Thank you". She smiled and waved at him from over her shoulder and she made her way to the group of people that were already waiting for her with Alex too. "Boyfriend held you up?". Alex asked and giggled as Fiorenza rolled her eyes. "We are good to explore the pit lane! Let's move". Alex clapped her hands to gather the attention of the group of guests and they made their way to the pit entry. Fiorenza explained her things here and there about each of the teams and afterwards, the guests had some time to take pictures and such.

Alex and Fiorenza briefly met eyes as they both glanced over at three girls. They were all very pretty and they were probably starting models or whatsoever. Fiorenza never understood why'd they want to be at an Formula 1 event. They probably didn't know anything about the sport or weren't even interested in it at all. They were giggling and making selfies together and then made pictures of each other in front of the pit boxes of various teams. Fiorenza crossed her arms over her chest as they were waiting, another five minutes left and they'd select people for the hot laps. She hated to say it, but she felt somehow relieved that Lando was only doing some laps with SkySports and the VIP guests later, not with any of the three spoiled girls that would probably scream as if they were killed in the McLaren. "Oh, that's Lando's garage". Fiorenza perked her ears as she heard them say her boyfriend's name. "He is so cute". Another one answered.

"I know, he followed me on instagram". The third one filled in. Fiorenza swallowed hard. He didn't follow random models on Instagram, right? She wasn't the type of girlfriend to check out who he followed or to which posts he commented or whatever. She trusted him. And even if he did follow some models like Lorena Rae, Josie Canseco, so did she, because they were professional and stunning. She wasn't one of the girlfriends who panicked when the activity of the people you follow mode was removed from instagram. But the thought of him following random, not even famous yet models somehow made her a bit nauseous. Fiorenza took her phone out of her pocket and went to Lando's profile. She had no idea how many people he followed, so if the number increased or decreased, she wouldn't know. She tapped on the people he was following and scrolled through them, her fingers curled tighter around her phone as there were a lot of models and pretty girls between.

Fiorenza took a deep breath, her eyebrows furrowing together when she seemed to have found one of the girls that was here in the pit lane. She tapped on her profile and looked at the pictures on her feed. She didn't necessarily feel a wave of jealousy, but somehow insecurity drowned her. Fiorenza looked at the many bikini pictures on the girl's feed, pictures of her in revealing clothes and the thought crept into her mind that the girl would look so much better in the lingerie Fiorenza bought than she did herself. Fiorenza gnawed at her bottom lip when she felt her eyes prickling with tears as she saw Lando had even commented on a picture, from goddamn August. Two months ago. So he had totally stalked the profile. "Hey, are you okay?". Alex bumped her shoulder into Fiorenza's and she was quick to close her screen and nod, before taking a sip of her water. "I'm fine, let's continue". The Italian spoke up and called the guests to leave the pit lane. "Already? Can't we take-...". "No". Fiorenza nearly barked back at one of the girls.

"You can't take pictures closer up, the fence isn't there for nothing". She softened her features and put on a fake smile. "Else we'll get in trouble for letting fan girls into the pit lane". Fiorenza stared and they nodded, visibly annoyed, but Fiorenza was quite satisfied with her response. She'd definitely have a talk with Lando about this later.

"Is she ignoring me?". Lando asked Daniel Ricciardo in a confused way as Fiorenza just walked passed him without even looking at him. Daniel followed the girl as she served some coffee to the guests. Lando was about to give and interview and Daniel was there too, for the Paddock Club visitors. Her eyes briefly flickered up to Lando and he smiled at her, however she didn't return in. "Okay, either the sex's gonna be real good or she's hella mad". Daniel whispered in his ear and Lando's eyes widened. "Why would she be mad at me?". He whispered and Daniel shrugged. "Dude, it's your girlfriend, not mine". He chuckled. "Guess you'll see later". Lando nodded and looked at Fiorenza again, his hands folded together behind his back as he gnawed at his bottom lip. He wanted to talk to her as soon as he could and was allowed to after this small event. Fiorenza mainly stayed in the background while he gave the interview and she served some more tables here and there before leaving to get downstairs.

It didn't take long for Lando to follow her. "Fio-...". "I'm about to get my stuff so we can leave the track, are you ready too?". She turned around and he stopped abruptly when she cut him off. "Y-yes, yeah of course". His hand moved to the back of his neck as he became nervous with the fire that was burning in her eyes. Lando waited for her in front of the McLaren hospitality and she joined him soon enough, her bag swung over her shoulder. "Is something wrong?". He dared to ask as his fingers brushed over her under arm, but she wasn't in the mood to hold his hand. "We can talk at the hotel". Fiorenza replied, she managed to not hiss at him here. She didn't want to make it an ugly argument either, she just wanted him to understand what he made her feel like. Lando sighed softly as a frown of worry furrowed his eyebrows. He let her walk in front of him while they got out of the paddock.

Lando turned to the fans to sign some things here and there and to take some pictures with them, before moving on. His trainer joined them later as well, but he sensed the tension between the couple and cleared his throat as they reached the car. "You know what, I'll catch a ride with Carlos back to the hotel, I forgot something in the briefing room". He lied through his teeth, looking between them as in 'fix this right now'. "You really don't-...". "We can wait for yo-...". They both stammered at the same time, but Jon already turned around and left them at the car. "Let's go". Lando broke the silence and Fiorenza pulled on the winged door to sit down in the seat. "Are you going to tell me what's wrong or not?". He asked now, slightly annoyed with her behaviour. The feeling struck him, he had never felt annoyed by her. He had never felt the weird feeling in his chest and he had never carried that frown on his face for so long.

"I said we'll talk about it at the hotel". Fiorenza sharply replied. "And I fucking heard you". He said, looking at her briefly and she turned her head away with a scoff. "Then fucking drive there". She replied in the same manner and took her phone out of her pocket to sink into her own bubble to not have to converse with him till they reached the hotel.

A/N: extra update bc I have to study for a test this weekend and won't be able to write much.