Chase You -1- Formula 1

43. A wedding

A/n: I promise this chapter and the chapter after this one are Lando content, I'm hyped because we're gonna add some drama to the tea. Especially in next chapter... hehe.

We had to rush from Australia back to London in just a few days. The Wednesday after our first race we had to attend the wedding of my 'dad' and a twenty-year-old, who after today, could call herself my stepmother. Both Sophia and I had our doubts. I braided tiny white flowers in my sister's hair as we discussed the subject. She wanted to look like a princess today. Not cause she really liked fancy dresses, but more because that would be a brutal 'fuck you' in David's face.

I polished her nails, did her makeup and helped her get dressed. We wanted to match outfits, so we both went with the same shade of dark blue for our dresses. My sisters dress ended on the floor, so a short train would follow her while she brought the couple the rings. Mine didn't, but I also didn't have any value to add at the wedding, so I let my sister outshine me for today.

We got ready at my old house and waited for Lando to pick us up. My mum interrupted the little bonding moments my sister and I had with her camera. Sophia rolled her eyes when mum asked her to look at the camera. Eve took this as a sign to leave again and closed the door behind her. As I applied my makeup, Soph decided to compare my jewellery and choose the ones she'd 'borrow' and never give back again.

"This one?" She asked, taking a black box out of my closet. I still had enough stuff scattered around my room and this room could be considered as my second closet. She opened it and my eye caught on the pair of earrings in it. I never wore them before, but I remembered exactly where I got them.

"I got those from George," I mumbled. Sophia shrugged. "You can keep them." Her eyes widened and she took place on my desk with mirror. Her blue eyes stared straight through my soul as usual. "What? Accepting my gift or no?"

"Yes, obviously," she said. "You just gave away diamonds worth more than your existence, I'm just confused because I can't recall the last time you did something nice," I gasped, furrowing my brow. She probably had a point though, I couldn't remember either.

We continued getting ready and eventually waited for Lando, who'd pick us up. He already called me to ask which car we wanted to pick, but then we decided to go with his McLaren rather than my Alfa Romeo, just to make those bitches jealous. The downside, the car only had two seats, so after some arguing. I'd experience the ride from the boot and Lando would bring Sophia home before the after-party and then go back. We wanted to take advantage of the venue's facilities and how could you do that better than sleep in the hotel on someone else's cost?

Mum complimented us on our looks and we stepped in the car. I had no idea how long I sat there, but the car stopped and Sophia opened the boot. Lando pulled me out of the car and helped me fix my hair. He hooked his arm in mine as we paraded over the -as Soph and I expected- red carpet. A wedding photographer made some pictures of us, Sophia took this as an opportunity to pose, Lando and I had enough experience with just faking our smiles. I raised my brows and chuckled when I saw the table with wedding gifts, did they expect us to give them money? Sophia showed a cheeky smirk and grabbed a paper from her purse.

"It's a cheque for the child support he owes mum," she giggled. I couldn't help but smile and we walked further into the building. In a big room with lots of tables and chairs, a huge amount of people stood there talking and drinking. I rolled my eyes and sighed, the same rich friends I expected to be here actually showed up. I took a quick glance at the table seating charts and to my utter disappointment, I sat at the main table with the bride and groom. Lando and Sophia, fortunately, sat at the same table, as well as my grandparents and two people I assumed to be Carmen's parents. "Ew," Sophia's face scrunched up in disgust. "I hate these people."