oh you think that you’re so fucking cool ————————————————————————————— lando had just won the monaco grand prix. it was a great race and he fought for the place. it was hours after and the whole mclaren team decided to head to a club in order to celebrate landos win. you and him had been dating for a few years and you two were inseparable.

you and him were dancing together on the dance floor. lights were flashing, people were chatting, and it was a great time. you looked at lando and told him you were going to get another drink. he nodded as you walked back towards the bar. at the bar, you ordered your usual. when the drink was being handed to you, a name you recognized rang through your ears. it made you feel sick. you looked around and there he was. your ex.

there was a new girl wrapped around his neck and he had some tattoos you’d never seen before. if that girl wasn’t there, you thought that he would’ve been on a date with himself. you grabbed your drink but then felt a hand on your shoulder. you turned around it was indeed your ex. “don’t..” you spoke, horrified of the man you used to know. all the memories came flooding back, the good, the bad and the hurtful. your eyes looked everywhere for lando but he was already one step ahead. he watched this go down the whole time.

a punch was throw at your ex’s face in a matter of seconds. you took a step back and watched lando beat the guy up. “crazy how you didn’t learn from last time, mate” he stood up and looked at you, “drives me insane he’s not fucking over it.” lando grabs your hand, “we’re leaving..”