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[norris-lando]

all of the girls you loved before

Carlos Sainz x reader

summary: In which you and Carlos reminisce your relationship on your wedding day.

based on the song All Of The Girls You Loved Before by Taylor Swift

warnings: -

author's note: AAAH. I'm not so sure about this. I just wanted to write something overly cute. I hope you guys enjoy this :) And please, let me know your thoughts!

word count: 2.4k

You were nervous but excited. With people rushing around you, helping you get dressed and put on your makeup and doing your hair, everything started to feel so much more real. The day was finally here. You and Carlos were finally getting married.

You could still remember the first time you laid on eyes on the man that you were soon going to be calling your husband.

It was race day in Miami and your friend dragged you to the GP against your will. You had never been interested in Formula 1 but agreed to go with her so that you wouldn't have to listen to her whine about it any longer.

flashback

The sun was shining high up on the sky and it felt almost burning on your skin. You were annoyed because your friend had went running off on her own somewhere and you were lost. The crowd off people walking around didn't help and even though you tried to call your friend over and over, she didn't answer.

Frustration was building up in the pit of your stomach as you desperately pushed past the sea of people in search of your friend. You had just about had enough of the aimless wandering when you suddenly ran into something — or rather someone.

"Oh," you let out a gasp, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"

Your trail of thought came to a stop as you looked up at the handsome stranger you had bumped into.

Deep, brown eyes stared back at you as a small, apologetic smile was dancing on the strangers lips. He seemed to be in a rush and the driver suit hanging low on his waist should have been an indicator as to what was causing his rush.

"No, no, no, it's okay," he hurried to say.

You could hear the accent in his speech and it, along his very cute smile, made your legs wobbly. Your hands became clammy from the sweat and you could swear you were blushing just a little bit.

Something came over you. You weren't usually like this. You didn't really put yourself out there when it came to guys. But this time was different.

You extended your hand and said, "I'm y/n."

The stranger gladly accepted your handshake, taking your hand in his.

"Carlos," he said as he introduced himself. "Nice to meet you."

You could hear someone call his name from a distance. His gaze hesitantly pulled away from yours as he looked in the direction where the voice came from.

He let go of your hand, his eyes returning to yours. "I'm sorry, I have to go," he looked around for a moment as if he was waiting for a miracle - something that would inevitably tie you together.

Carlos, as much as you, didn't want this moment to end. From the very first time your eyes locked and your bodies touched, it felt like everything you had ever been searching for was right there in front of you. As if the stars aligned.

"Can I give you my number?" You quickly said. The words came out so fast out of your mouth they almost merged into something unrecognizable.

Embarraced, you started to rummage around your purse for a piece of paper and a pen.

"I'm sorry, I know you're in a rush," you scribbled numbers on the tiny piece and handed it to Carlos, "but if you want, you can call me. Or text me. Or something. Whatever you want. You don't have to-"

A laugh escaped Carlos' lips. He took the paper from your hands and you stopped rumbling.

"I'll call you. Or text you," he said and gave you a wink before he disappeared just as soon as he first appeared.

For a moment you stood still, thinking what just happened didn't really happen. You had to pinch yourself but it still felt so unreal.

You shook your head as your gaze dropped down on the ground, smile hanging from your lips. What did I just get myself into, you thought.

end of flashback

The door to the dressing room opened and your mom walked in. She had her hands on her mouth, hiding the fact that her mouth was wide open in awe as she saw you in your beautiful wedding dress.

"Oh, darling," she said, trying to carefully wipe the tears of happiness falling down her cheeks.

A wide smile grew on your lips and this time it was you who was trying to stop the tears from falling.

"You're gonna make me cry and they just finished my makeup," you told your mother as you pulled her in for a hug.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry. I'm just so happy for you." She held you by your shoulders, looking at you with a sentimental look on her face. It was a proud moment for her - seeing you get married.

There were times when you, along with everyone who knew you, thought this day might not ever come around. It wasn't like you didn't have men lining up, left and right, pining over you. But they just were never right or the timing was wrong. There was always something. It felt like no matter what you did, your relationships always came to a dead end.

That is, until Carlos came along.

flashback

Butterflies filled your stomach as you waited for Carlos. It was your first date and he had promised to come pick you up.

You looked around, the street busy with people coming and going. It felt reassuring to you to know that no one knew how nervous you really were. To know that you probably weren't the only feeling nervous at this moment.

Two teenagers walked by you. Their faces were lit up with bright smiles as they clung to one another. It looked like they were in their own world - like no one else mattered. You couldn't help but smile as well at the sight.

Soon enough Carlos was in front of you. He rushed out of the car with a bouquet of flowers in hand. Carnations. They were your favorite and the smile you had grew wider.

"Hey," Carlos handed you the flowers, "I got you something."

You graciously accepted them, taking in the smell and the colors of the flowers.

The two of you stood there for a moment, neither of you really making a move. The bouquet of flowers still in your hands as your eyes draw to it yet again.

A small, slightly nervous, laugh came out of your mouth. "Sorry, I-" Your sentence didn't find a satisfying ending. Instead, you just sort of shrugged and gave Carlos a hug.

"Thank you," you said, "for the flowers."

The vibration as Carlos hummed as an answer made you giggly. It was a new feeling for you, one no guy had ever made you feel.

"Should we?" Carlos shuffled over to his car, opening the passenger door for you.

You had no idea what he had planned for the two of you but you were eager to see what the night was going to bring your way.

end of flashback

The guests where sat down. Everyone was in awe at how beautiful the church looked as they waited for you to walk down the aisle.

Carlos was standing at the end on the long walkway leading to the altar. Lando, who had been chosen to Carlos' bestman, was by his side, holding a small box in his hands that contained your rings.

On the other side of the altar, your best friend was waiting for you almost as eagerly as Carlos. She was wearing a beautiful bridesmaid dress and she had a hard time keeping her composure. The two of you always had felt like you were long lost sisters and it was a big day for the both of you. Your best friend more than happy to see you tie the knot today with the man you loved.

Soon enough, music started playing. Everyone turned their heads towards the big double doors.

Carlos was holding his breath and Lando gave him a small pat on his back as a way of reassurance. Your mother was wiping tears of joy from her cheeks.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the doors opened.

flashback

"Babe?"

The house was quiet as you walked in. No lights were on and it seemed to you like Carlos might have been out somewhere.

You took your jacket off and put your bag down on the table near the door. Sighing, you walked over to the couch in the living. You had had a long day at work that left you tired and you couldn't wait to get off your feet.

As you were looking for the remote, hoping to turn on the tv and binge-watch whatever show you were addicted to at the moment, a voice coming from the other room startled you.

Carlos was calling your name and you finally realised he was, in fact, at home and not out as you had at first assumed.

You dragged yourself up from the couch, walking towards the sound.

Carlos was waiting for you in the dining room. Candles were lit and the table was set for the two of you. Flowers were arranged all around, giving off a nice smell. There was a bottle of champagne on the table with two champagne flutes to go along with it.

"What- what is this?" You asked, almost embarrassed with the state you were in after your long day at the office. The last thing you were expecting was a surprise dinner. Though, you were thankful since a hunger was creeping in your stomach.

Carlos had a wide smile on his face. He was nervous, his hands shaking slightly and he hoped you didn't notice.

"I wanted to do something nice for you," he said as he embraced you in a hug.

"Are you hungry?"

The timing was perfect as there were noises loud enough for the both of you to hear coming from your stomach right after Carlos' question. You laughed and told him yes.

Carlos took a hold of the back of the chair, pulling it as he gestured for you to sit down. He took the bottle of champagne and poured you a drink before sitting down himself and filling his glass as well.

The two of you wined and dined as you talked about your days. There was music playing quietly.

"Thank you, this was amazing. And the food was really good," you said with a smile as you put the cutlery down on top of your plate.

You were going to but didn't have time to get up. Carlos beat you to it. Pulling something out of his pocket quickly.

It was a small, black, satin box and as your eyes caught it, you knew exactly what Carlos was going to do next.

He was kneeling in front of you. The box flew open and it revealed the most beautiful engagement ring you had ever seen. The jewel shining bright as light reflected on it.

The surprise and happiness was evident in your face as Carlos' eyes met yours. He was trying to find the right words as he cleared his throat.

"Y/n," he started, "you have made me the happiest man on Earth. And sometimes I still can't believe this is real. That I get to wake up next to you, that I get to call you mine and share my life with you - with all the good and the bad."

Tears of happiness were beginning to form as you listened to his words.

"So, y/n, will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

You jumped up from your seat, pulling Carlos up from the floor as well. The two of you holding each other in your arms tightly.

"Yes, yes, a thousand times yes," you screamed.

end of flashback

The look on Carlos' face was filled with so much love as he looked at you walking down the aisle. He was sure you had never looked more beautiful as you did in that moment.

Your father had his arm wrapped around yours and you couldn't have been more thankful. You needed the extra support as not to fall down in the high heels you were wearing.

Your mother was wiping tears away with a small handkerchief. There was a smile on her face. From the corner of your eye you could see your father look at your mother, a smile on his face as well.

The walk down the aisle felt long but it finally came to end. Your father giving a kiss on your cheek before he went to find his seat. Your best friend giving you a thumbs up.

A laugh escaped your lips. This was all you had ever wanted and you couldn't be happier.

The ceremony began. The priest giving a small speech. You and Carlos exchanged your vows. And finally the moment you had been waiting for since the day you first met Carlos.

"Do you, Carlos Sainz Vázquez de Castro, take y/f/n y/m/n y/l/n as your lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?"

Carlos held your hands in his as his brown eyes looked in yours.

"I do," he said.

The priest turning to you, he said, ""Do you, y/f/n y/m/n y/l/n, take Carlos Sainz Vázquez de Castro as your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?"

"I do, I do, a thousand times I do," you said, referring back to what you had said when Carlos first asked you to marry him.

Your words made Carlos and your families let out a chuckle and you looked around the church.

The priest held a genuine smile your way. His gaze shifted between you and Carlos as he said, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Carlos pulled you in for a kiss. Your lips colliding as the crowd cheered loudly.