Dancing around at the festival of Kingsland.
You are there for a friend bachelorette weekend, especially since it's not your usual music. But you wanted to dress up and dance away the stresses of work and your own failed love life.
After Amsterdam you are due to head to Florida partly for the f1 weekend and mostly for Disney and universal studios.
When you and the bachelorette party get invited to a boat party. You don't really think much of it. Perks of being friends with a few models and influencers. You are neither, although pretty much a book worm, you have dabbled in booktok and bookstagram. The flame red hair and freckles make you stand out from your group.
Dancing around and mingling with a few people outwith your own friends. One of the model girls is speaking with the guy who's party it is and you recognise him from being on the grid a lot with lando and Max. You just assumed it was his company doing it. "Oh she's been in one of his videos. Think one of the drivers are here too." Nodding your head, you don't overly look around. But you hear a ruckus at the back of the boat, where it is a lot of orange.
You hear his laugh.
Your heart sinks.. you never thought this would happen. His laugh is infectious. "Oh y/n is that who I think it is? Eeeeee." You smile at your friend who has the biggest crush on him. "Go see him. Go get that selfie." You push her.
But she's back within seconds. "He's bleeding... go help him. You know that sort of stuff."
You glance back and he's wrapped up in a bandage. Confused your job does mean you should go and help.
Sighing you pull her with you.
"Sorry but do you need help? You know blood and the bandage?" He smiles at you.
"I'm just bleeding it's nothing but thanks." He says to you, but he has blood on his jumper.
"Please just sit down and let me look. I'm a junior paediatric doctor. But I can have a look." His eyes grow looking at you. "Fine.. I won't disobey the doctors orders then." He laughs. He pulls you inside and sits down beside the first aid box.
As it's a tight small room, he has you between his legs, as you look at his nose.
"Will it scar doc? Is my looks fading even further?" He teases you, but grips onto your legs to steady himself. "Woah... sorry." He mutters realising where he's grabbed onto.
"Nope it shouldn't scar, not lifelong anyway. And just surface trauma mainly."
He looks confused and looks at you weirdly.
"Wait are you seriously a doctor?" Nodding your head you are instantly put off him, questioning you.
"Why would I lie?" You ask him, trying to not sound annoyed.
"I don't know. Just.. well you won't look like this in scrubs." Nodding your head, it's a bit of no brainer. Of course you don't have your curves showing in work.
"Sorry didn't mean to offend you. Beauty and brains though. Damn." He keeps eye contact, looking deep into soul. If he can find yours.
"Apparently so. I best get back to my friends."
Nodding his head, he doesn't let you go. His legs go tighter to trap you. Standing up, he has you basically against the wall. Hands either side of your head, sexual tension screaming between you both.
He bends down and kisses you. "Thank you.. beautiful doctor of mine." Taking a gulp you push past him and back to your friends.
Barely able to believe what happened between you and lando. "So did you fix up him then. Or finish him off." One of the girls you don't know very well asks you.
"Huh?" You ask, trying to not glare at her. "Well he's been seen out with one of the models from the agency. Not to be horrible... but you don't really compare to her."
You suddenly find yourself in an awkward place. A boat only has so many places and none really to hide. So you end up back in the little room on your own, fighting the urge to cry.
Even when lando pops in to see you. "Hey.. why you hiding? Shit you alright?" You shake your head instead of verbally respond.
"Why did you kiss me? If you are dating a model."
He smiles at you.
"I'm single. M is just a friend.. benefits really. If you get me." Nodding your head you do understand it. But still confused. "But I'm not a model, nor do I have model looks. I just do the caring job." He smiles at you.
"Stop doubting yourself. Or put your job title down. I know a few of the girls that are in your group, some are nasty, M has said. Look." He shows you a text he has from her.
Pointing out that the one who put you down and another are mean, horrible girls. Also encouraging him to get your number.
"See no love lost.. if I get to know you better. Which I want too. Come up beside me and ignore that idiot."
