That weekend...

chapter twelve

A/N: I just wanted to say thank you for all the kind comments and votes it means a lot!! I hope you enjoy this chapter :)

Lando's POV:

This morning the McLaren HQ was cold. The frosty air bit at the tip of my nose making it flush a dark red. I pulled my sleeves over my hands as I walked through the empty corridors to the gym, trying to desperately retain warmth. 

As I got closer to the gym the sound of music became louder and louder. Jon greeted me with a smile.

"Mate you're late, I mean I get short people walk with smaller strides but come on!" he joked earning laughs from my other cremates around us. Half way into the workout the sweat from my forehead poured down onto the rest of my face. Charlie and Henrik stopped by to get a few shots of me working out for the latest unboxed video, so I put on my best face and completed the rest of the workout attempting to make it look as effortless as possible.

The changing rooms smelt like chlorine and I slouched on the bench letting out a yawn whilst catching my breath. I took a large gulp of water and headed to the showers. Charlotte told me to clean up well as we had a few meetings and a video to film with Carlos. The warm pearls of water rolled down my skin relaxing me instantly. In this case my shower took longer than usual but in my defence I had a few things to take care of. I pulled my freshly pressed McLaren shirt over my head and smoothed it out over my chest then I pulled the trousers over my cold legs. I laced up my sneakers, grabbed my phone and made my way to the Mika Hakkinen conference room, luckily the meeting hadn't started yet. But I mentally prepared myself for the most boring meeting in the history of boring meetings. Carlos shot me a funny look every now and again which helped ease the monotonous tone of the meeting, however my mind still managed to wonder;

 I'll probably stream with Max when I get home, he's in Milton Keynes for two days working on the car at the Red Bull factory so he said he'd drive down and stay the night, knowing us we'll end up secretly ordering take out too. In the morning we'll go running and then Max will drive back to RBR. I'll ring my mum when I get home just to catch up, give the house a clean. 

Just general stuff. I wanted to check my phone so badly but the fear of getting a talking to from my bosses stopped me.

After what felt like an eternity the meeting finally ended. Me, Carlos, Helen and Henrik walked to the boulevard where we were greeted by the filming crew. Two chairs were set out and a table was between them, two water bottles and two piles of cards rested on top of it. Most of the time I sat on Carlos' left and it was the same this time. Powder was applied to the tip of my nose and my cheeks, something about the oil on my face and the light mixing, who cares. Helen presented a pot of hair wax in front of me, I dipped my fingers in and rubbed my hands, and then raked the wax through my hair letting it slip between each curl. We were filming a Q&A, the fans had to send in questions with the hashtag #AskMclaren and the questions were printed on the cards.  I enjoyed it, it helps our supporters feel more connected to us as drivers and I think it humanises us even more, we go from race car drivers to normal people. We filmed for about 90 minutes because the conversation always went off track, so it'll probably be shortened to about 20 minutes.

After two more meetings with a lunch break in between I jetted of home to begin preparing for Max's visit. I chucked my keys onto the accent table in the foyer of my house and darted up stairs to change the sheets in the guest room to some light grey textured ones to match the framed print on the wall, I gave the floor a vacuum too. It was still messy from the last time he stayed over. I tidied my own room too, and from the corner of my eye I could see the orange scarf and it made the corner of my mouth turn up. I dusted the crumbs off the two simulators in the game room and wiped the finger prints off the tv screens and the monitors. The fresh scent of the lemon screen cleaner made me smile although I used so much I felt slightly dizzy.