Lonely. | Lando Norris

Homesick

Okay how about a quick replay girlies?
So as you know the beach was very cutesy, very demure, very mindful.

However, being the little bitch I am, that quickly ended. I spent the majority of our time there huffing, blame my bum foot. The jealously that coursed through me watching the group splash around, enjoying the clear water was unmatched. Only I would come to a beautiful villa and end up spending 90% of my time laying on my arse because it's literally too painful to put one foot in front of the other.

Lando obviously picked up on my sour puss first, the remaining boys, the very cutesy, very demure, very mindful angels that they are, were roped into one of his plans.
So, after being carted on Lando's back, off the beach, to the cars then back to the villa, and a slight protest from the she-devil herself, quickly shut down from my man.

'Don't be a child aria, she can't walk'
My smirk? Yeah the whole of Spain could have seen it. Her low mumbles of obvious insults couldn't even wipe the smile off my face as she sulked off.
"Take your shorts off baby" he whispers low enough to avoid aria's ears.
Using my strength I lift myself higher on his back till I'm peering over his shoulder "jeez lan, buy a girl dinner first"
His hands give my thighs a small nip, I squeal a little from the shock, having to bite my lip as aria's head whips round like some sort of overgrown bat narrowing her eyes.
"Just set me down and let me lean on you before we unleash the beast over there"

Max being forever the fixer pulled a plastic bag and some duct tape out of god knows where, it's almost worrying sometimes the things that man can get his hands on, wrapped it around my bandages, and secured it tighter than necessary I might add. Which he quickly regretted when my tiny fingers almost pierced right through his skin, thanks to the rapid removal of said duct tape, and half of my shin along with it he can now add 'slightly less than professional" waxer under his belt of skills.

"Come on baby koala" Charles nudges max out of the way, turning his back to me, peaking over his shoulder to usher me. I slump back on the chair rolling my eyes.
"You know, because koalas, are lazy? Always getting carried around and hanging on to things" he grins losing the effect of his joke as he explains.
"Yeah I got it Charles, thanks for dumbing it down for me, you know I do have crutches for a reason?" I scoff.
"And how many times have you used them?" He pokes, taking matters into his own hands, wrapping my arms around his thick neck, pulling on my thighs till I'm hanging from him.
"I mean, none of you even give me the chance to use them"
"Don't want you damaging yourself any further, Lando would kill us" he quips, his shoulders shifting under my arms as he chuckles.
He pads out to the patio towards the pool, everyone except aria wading smoothly through the water. There floating on the water is a very small rectangular blow up pool with a very pleased looking Lando resting on his elbows.
"I take it our quick stop off at the store wasn't just for snacks then?" I raise one eyebrow as Lando's grin grows.
"Nope, couldn't let our girl be left out could we?" his eyes crinkle at the corners from the sheer size of his smile.

Have I ever mentioned that the small gap in his teeth is probably one of my favourite things?
Some would call it an imperfection.
To me, it's the most perfect imperfection.
God she's down bad folks, you heard it here first. So after they safely deposited me in this kiddy pool, we played a couple of rounds of water volleyball. Boys against girls, minus Lando who was in charge of steering my boat in the direction of the ball. Somehow, not a drop of water landed on me, never mind my foot. Impressive.

After we all dried off and got changed into comfy's we sat down to a meal that nearly popped my eyes out of my head thanks to Carlos. I was skeptical when he offered to cook for us tonight, but the orgasmic feeling on my tongue from that first bite of chicken would have gave Lando a run for his money. It all seemed a bit too good to be true, Carlos cooked, then the boys joined him to wash up. They insisted we sit in the lounge and a couple of minutes later each of them appeared, glasses of wine decorating their hands. Lando pushing his luck has both hands filled, placing one on the table beside aria which she graciously thanks him for.
Suck up.
Before turning to me and passing the left over glass into my hand. Our fingers only just brush, but the electricity conducts between us, sparking through my veins, short circuiting my brain. My eyes dart up to his, and it's in these fleeting moments I realise I'd wait a lifetime. Months could pass between us and I would wait. Wait for how his skin feels on mine. Wait for the way he looks at me. He looks at me and the world stops, everyone disappears, and I realise I don't love him for how he looks, I love him for how he looks at me.