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Hi. This chapter is for everyone who loves Pia and Lando. Do you have a ship name for them? I hope, you'll enjoy it!
Loads of love, Anna <3
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France, June 2019
"Don't take me badly, but you look horrible." Those were the first words Pia heard in the morning. She was fully aware that Lando talked about her swollen lip and puffy nose.
"Thank you for your compliment," the Italian threw at him a pillow. Unfortunately for Pia, Lando's reflexes were at his best, so he caught it.
"You're welcome," he said as he disappeared into the hotel bathroom. It didn't take long, and Pia heard the sound of a running shower. She thought about joining him, but then she decided against it. He was too rude.
"I was hoping you would join me," Lando said when he stepped back into the bedroom. The only thing which covered his body was a white towel wrapped around his hips.
"God, why are you doing this to me?" the Italian asked while staring at Lando's flat muscular tummy. She bit her lower lip.
"What is God doing to you?" he asked her and kneeled on the bed. Pia's torso that was hidden underneath the white duvet was now between his legs. The Briton leaned on his hands, causing that their faces were so close. Their noses were almost touching. Pia could smell Lando's minty breath. He lightly brushed his lips against hers. Lando was fully controlling this situation. He was aware of it, and he enjoyed it.
"Will you kiss me already?" Pia whispered while looking into his eyes. He could see how her eyes were begging for the kiss, yet he didn't connect their lips. He wasn't letting her win.
The Italian didn't know this side of Lando. He began to be more possessive after the Grand Prix in Monaco. Pia could only guess it was because he learnt about her romance with Charles.
"Make me," he dared her. The first thing Pia tried to do was to get her hands from underneath the duvet, but as soon as she managed that, Lando sat on her torso and grabbed both her hands. He made her put both of her hands above her head. It reminded the moment from the lift yesterday - her arms were pinned above her head. Lando tried to put more weight on his left arm, which was just a few centimetres away from Pia's head because he didn't want to hurt her hands.
"Do you have any other idea?" he asked her daringly. Pia tried to keep her cool, but he got her losing her damn head. The Italian just defeatedly shook her head.
"I thought so," he smiled for himself. He used his left hand to pull down the duvet to Pia's belly button. In order to do that, he needed to put his weight on his right hand, which was holding Pia's wrists. She whined because it hurt her.
"Sorry," he apologised quickly. It wasn't his intention to hurt his girlfriend. After he made sure she was okay, he continued with his intentions. He placed a few kisses on Pia's neck before moving further down on the body. At first, his tongue did a few circles around her nipples. Later, his tongue slid on her skin from the neck through the belly button to the edge of the duvet, leaving a wet mark behind it. Just the imagination of Lando's head in between her thighs made her more aroused. The Briton wanted to pull the duvet further down when Pia's phone rang. She gestured she wouldn't take it, but when the phone started ringing again, she reached for it.
"It's Sebastian," Pia announced annoyedly, and the Briton just shrugged his shoulders before leaving to the bathroom. He was probably about to have a cold shower.
"Hi, Dad," the Italian greeted him tiredly. She already regretted picking up the phone.
"Where are you?" His voice was angry, so she assumed he had already learnt about the bar fight.
"At the hotel. I will be back in my room in ten," Pia said and started to look for her clothing around Lando's room.
"I hope so. I have to talk to you," Sebastian said before hanging up on his daughter. Somehow, he thought that when Pia was older, she wouldn't create that much trouble, but as it seemed, he was wrong. The Italian quickly got dressed and wrote Lando a note.
I hope the cold water helped ;) I'm sorry about leaving without a goodbye kiss. Perhaps you can steal one at the airport. P x
With that, Pia quickly left the room. She didn't want to upset Sebastian even more.
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"Can you tell me what was that all about?" The German demanded to know. He was standing with his daughter at the airport. They were hidden among the people wearing red. There were times when it came in handy to travel with the team.
"I don't know. Kelly pissed me off," the Italian shrugged her shoulders. She didn't want to explain how Kelly was behaving toward her. She was way too tired for that. Furthermore, she was annoyed because he interrupted her moment with Lando.
"Are you out of your mind? She pissed you off, so you punched her? That's not how we raised you," Sebastian raised his voice. He knew Gianna would be so disappointed with the behaviour of her daughter. At this point, they gained the attention of everyone from the Ferrari team. Pia was just grateful that Charles wasn't there.
"Yeah, it's not because you didn't raise me. You're not even my father," she snapped. "And yeah, for your information, I'm out of my mind. I tried to kill myself, so yeah, that indicates something," she rubbed that right into his face. Every time she did something stupid, he would come with his wisdom, making her feel even worse. She knew she fucked that up. She realised it every fucking time, and she punished herself more than enough. She didn't need anyone else to look at her through the fingers or be disappointed.
"Pia," Seb's tone of voice was softer. He saw the tears in his daughter's eyes. He noticed how desperate she sounded. He hoped that the treatment helped. He thought she was happier, and maybe she was, but then she stepped back into F1, and things seemed to be worse again.
"No. No. Just no," Pia was shaking her head. "Fu- screw this. Do you think I would sign a contract with Anthonie if I was sane? Do you think I would mix Xanax with alcohol? Do you think I would punish myself for every mistake so hard? Yeah, of course, I'm out of my mind? Can't you see that?" Sebastian tried to reach his daughter with his hand, but she took two steps back when noticed his hand. She didn't want to be touched.
"Do you know what? Enjoy your time at home," she said before turning on her heel.
"Pia, don't do this, please," Sebastian begged her, but she just continued walking away. She knew she would regret it later, but she just had to take a few days off. She wanted to disappear and think about everything.
The British McLaren driver was confused when he saw his girlfriend. She stormed toward the exit. He tapped on Jon's shoulder, signalling he would run after her.
"Pia," he shouted because he wanted her to stop. To his surprise, she actually did stop. "Where are you going?" he asked her when he was just a few metres away from her. Pia quickly wiped tears from her cheeks before turning to face Lando.
"I don't know," she admitted. She was a mess. Why didn't Lando see that? "I don't have the slightest clue," she muttered when the Briton hugged her tightly. That was what she needed - to be held tightly and with love.
"Do you want to go to England with me? You can stay over at my place," he suggested. Lando wanted to invite her over anyway. He wanted to introduce her to his parents, siblings, and friends. Whatever was happening between them was already going on for almost two months, so he thought it would be an ideal time.
"Can I come with you?" the Italian asked him unsurely. Was he serious? He was way too kind to her. She didn't deserve that.
"Of course, you can. You're my girlfriend, Pia," Lando said as if it was the most obvious thing. His nicknames sent shivers to her spine. Were they girlfriend and boyfriend? Were they from strangers to lovers kind of story?
Then he leaned closer to the Italian and planted his lips on hers. It was a sweet and delicate kiss. "I'm just stealing my goodbye kiss," he commented.
"But we're not saying goodbye," Pia giggled.
"Well, yeah, but I just wanted to kiss you in front of everyone," he whispered with a boyish grin.