you and lando had a complicated relationship, you loved each other no doubt. but it was hard. lando was a famous F1 driver, and you.. you were practically a nobody. a psychology and art student at monaco university.. didn’t change the fact lando loved you though.

however, you never went public. lando decided after his last relationship it was best, obviously your family and close friends knew but no one else. so, you labelled each other as “close friends” as you two couldn’t possibly not go out together. each time either of you got asked and you couldn’t avoid the question, that’s what you said.

but obviously, fans didn’t believe this. lando was always somehow touching you, his hands on your back or something like that, and the look in his eye when looking at you- pure love.

yet, lando had a female friend “magui” which many fans believed he was dating, obviously he wasn’t as you and lando had been together two years now. but ,fuck, it got to you.

you had flown out to your family, in paris, and was returning back to monaco. lando was suppose to be picking you up. however what you didn’t know, is he was out parading with magui, max and pietra, around the casino square. it was for his PR (his manager recommended), after a slip up on stream when Lando “liked” her post but he didn’t actually as it was his PR team and they didn’t realise he was on stream and people could see he wasn’t on his phone.

so there he was getting filmed from all angles (obviously he looked absolutely uninterested in her, walking miles behind and was chatting to max but that didn’t matter) , while you came out the airport expecting him there; but he wasn’t.

you stood there, pink suitcase next to you, in your white tracksuit set- messy hair hidden under your pulled up hood.