Ride or Die | Lando Norris (ENGLISH)

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– Melanie?! – Tom, a friend of Norris and Fewtrell, whom I met several times when I was in a relationship with Lando, asked happily.

– Tom! What are you doing here?! – I quickly put my arms around him to greet him, to return to observing his face, which was red and hot from alcohol.

– I'm here with some friends on a little vacation. You must join us! We haven't seen each other in ages! – he suggested, putting his arm around me.

I looked uncertainly at Amelie, who was only giving us shy smiles.

– This is Amelie, my friend – I pointed to the blonde, and she waved her hand in a friendly manner. Tom replied with a broad smile.

– So, my beautiful ladies, come join us – he suggested with a charming smile, directing us to a group of people whom I'm a million percent sure I've seen before.

***

– Do you think you and Lando will get back together? – Leclerc asked calmly, running his finger along my bare arm.

– I have no idea – I sighed quietly, running my hand over his bare chest.

I felt strangely safe in his arms. Even though I preferred being in Lando's arms a hundred times over. Despite several weeks of separation, I still hoped that we would find each other again.

– Why do you ask? – I muttered, lifting my head slightly to look at his face.

His eyes were focused on the white ceiling of his hotel room as he chewed his lip in thought, which I had been biting just a few moments earlier.

– You and Lando haven't had any contact with each other for a month. Maybe you both should move on with your lives after all? Not necessarily... together?

I frowned. Did he want me to give up on Lando? He knew very well that we both had no intention of giving up, and he still came up with such a text. I didn't want to live without Lando. I just wanted to work on myself not to depress him more than he was depressed.

– Me and Lando will get back together. Whether you like it or not – I growled, rising from the bed.

I didn't really care that I was naked. I wanted to get out of there and bury myself in my own room. I quickly put on my underwear and dress.

– Mel... It's not like that – Leclerc sighed loudly, trying to grab my arm, which I immediately moved away from him.

– We need to stop seeing each other, Charles. You better take care of your girlfriend – I muttered, not even looking at him, and left the room to the accompaniment of the brunette's clear dissatisfaction.

I started getting lost in my own thoughts again. Coming back to the room, I looked at my phone. Into the messages with Lando. The last time we were texting was two weeks ago. Both under the influence of alcohol. I wanted to change it, but I knew I wasn't ready yet. I wasn't going to ruin his life again.

Suddenly, a shiver ran through my body as I took off my dress in my room and after a while my phone lit up and a call from Lando showed on the screen. On Facetime. I was still a little tipsy, but not enough to take a call from him only in my underwear. I lay down on the bed and covered myself with the duvet. I secretly hoped he would stop calling, but he didn't. He kept calling until I answered. I took a deep breath and answered the call, pointing the camera at my face.

– Hey – I bit my lip when I saw his perfect face. He was lying on his side in the hotel bed, watching my face with a gentle smile.

– Come to Brazil – his voice was downright desperate.