Falling for all the wrong reasons.

Drunk or drugs

*Lando Norris*

I walked into the garage and saw Olivia throwing herself around as if she was some source of beach ball.

I must say I was proud of her.

She has so much pressure on her shoulders and has handled it so well.

I walked over to the crowed and stood beside max who was smiling along side Ollie.

Me and max hadn't really spoken much recently. But the sight of Olivia enjoying her moment made us both as happy as the next.

The memories of the other day came flooding  back.

"Mum I don't know if I can anymore. Iv been having panic attacks more frequently and the paparazzi always seem to follow me." She said through sobs. "Dad isn't much better but I can bare him."

"I know I say I hate him but I seriously like lando. I probably wouldn't be here without him. You know he saved me today" she said laughing. "He just doesn't seem to see me for me I guess."

From the outside Olivia gallo would come across as this joyful successful woman but really on the inside she was much more.

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*Olivia Gallo*

I wanted to celebrate my pole with my friends but I didn't exactly feel like it so I just settled for a simple night at the club to myself.

I didn't plan on anything only to have a quick drink and get on with my night but it all changed so suddenly.

I was sat at the bar taking a sip of my Jack Daniels but I was soon approached by a middle aged looking man,who looked half drunk,handing me a £5 note.

He placed a powder in front of me and by the guess of it, it was coke.

I just laughed and shock my head.

"Sorry sir, I don't do that anymore" I said smiling up at him but he was persistent.

He continued to push the money in my hand and wouldn't take it back.

I didn't really know what to do so I just got up attempting to leave.

But before I could the man grabbed my wrist and pulled me back over to him.

I tried to pull my hand back as best as I could but I couldn't.

"Not again" I thought to Myself over and over again.

"Not again"
"Not again"
"Not again"

The man seemed to lose his footing and I took this as an opportunity to pull away.

I just stood there looking down at his life less looking body.

I lifted my eyes from him and saw all eyes were on me.

Suddenly I couldn't control my breathing. I didn't expect know what to do and before I knew it was I sprinting full pelt towards the toilets not daring to look back.

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I slammed the door shut as I ran into one of the stalls.

I lowered my body onto the floor with my back against the door.

I don't get how a good day can turn out so bad.

I mean one time was unlucky, a second was extremely rare but a third?

I sat there with my head in my hands. My tears fell from my face to my feet and It was staring to form a puddle.

"Olivia?" I heard a voice say. I knew the voice but I could quite recognise who.

"Yeah?" I said attempting to calm my voice a bit.

Suddenly the door closed and I heard the voice again.

"You alright?" Suddenly I felt pressure against the other side of the door.

I didn't exactly know what it was but I brushed it off and thought about the situation in hand.

"Yeah sorry about that" I said laughing as an attempt to sweeten the mood a bit.

I got up from where I was and opened the door but suddenly a body came tumbling in.

I laughed at the sight.
"Max verstappen the two times world champion falling through doors?"

"Shut up" he said getting up and brushing himself off.

He looked at me and sighed before bringing me into a hug. And I retired the gesture.

With my head on his shoulder I looked in the mirror and saw my puffy red eyes and my make up ruined.

I pulled away and wiped my eyes with my hand but he just laughed.

"Olivia seriously are you ok?"

"I'm fine" I said smiling.

I know deep down I wasn't but I m couldn't really say that to him I barely knew the man.

"Wnat me to get you a drink" he said attempting to lighten the mood. I nodded and smiled.

"Sure" I said and we walked out of the toilets.

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Sorry I might start to post once very two days bc Iv been really busy and have been going through a lot but I'll homely still make time to write.

(Any spelling mistakes I don't care)