Formula 1- One Shots

Lando Norris and Pierre Gasly- Buillied

This story is not accurate and it is something that I have made up, ok 👌
Lando wanted to curl up in a ball and cry. The gates were getting to him and there was nothing he could do to stop them. Lando wanted to know why somebody could hate him, he had never had enemies, not even at school. Yet somebody could still hate him. This was the worst thing that had happened to him, Lando wanted to go home, or the tent that they were calling home at the minute. Lando knew that if he wanted to go back to the tent, he knew that Carlos wouldn't let him go back alone, especially in the cold and wet French countryside. Lando hated the fact that he couldn't escape the haters, they were everywhere.
"Lando?" came a french accent. Lando felt his breath hitch in his throat, this was making him worry. Lando wanted to fall through the fall, the accent was making him worry. Why, why does there have to be so many people in Formula 1 with a french accent.
"Lando, it is me, Pierre" said the same french accent. This made Lando calm down, "Lando, please let me talk to you. I promise that I am alone."  Lando walked out of the cupboard he was hiding in and took one look around the frenchman and took in the fact that he was alone.  Pierre could see the tear streaks that were down Lando's face.
"Petit frère," Pierre said reaching out and putting his arms around Lando. Lando leaned in the hug from Pierre, "What happened?"
"Every......one........is bulling me" Lando cried, into Pierre's arms. Pierre just let Lando cry into his arms. Pierre knew what Lando was going through, he had been there once before wit the same reasons. He knew that it was best to cry it out and not worry about it after that. 

Flashback 10 years ago:
"Come on, you can't be serious. You didn't accurately think that I can do that" came a young voice from behind the door
"Really, you came out and cut the corner. Just to crash into me" said another person.
"I didn't do such a thing." said the first voice, with a hint of sarcasm.
"Yes you did, please don't lie to me" cried the second voice, sounding like he was going to cry. "Oh, so you think that I am lying. Look who is lying." said the first voice, "Just go away and leave me alone."

The second person walked out of the room and along the corridor trying not to cry. The second person walked into the bathroom and locked himself into one of the cubicles. He felt like his was going to start crying but didn't want to as he knew other people were in the bathroom.
"Why does everything have to happened to me" Pierre thought, he could feel the tears brimming in his eyes, "It's always me and never anybody else. Why, why, why" Pierre couldn't help but feel the tears flowing down his face.
"Hey, are you ok in there" asked another voice. Pierre could feel his breath hitch in his throat.
"I know you are in there do you want to talk about it?"

Present Day:
"Lando...are you ok now?" Questioned the Frenchman.
"Yes, I am much better now. Thank you." Said Lando, hugging Pierre again.
"Vous êtes les bienvenus" said Pierre. Lando gave the Frenchman a look, before saying, "What does that mean?"
"It mean, your welcome."
"Oh, ok?" Lando, let Pierre take him back to the table so that Carlos wasn't worrying about him anymore.

Sorry, the last update hasn't been for a while. It's because I have been busy going back to school and starting swimming again after lockdown. But I have a few more in the works which I think you are going to like.
I really can't believe that I have had 1k reads. It is amazing 🤩