INSPIRED BY ‘3:15’ BY BAZZI :)

the Monaco grand prix, a place every driver wanted to win.. Even Lando had the ambition to win it. Lando and I had been friends since our Karting days though just like Max I only got to F4. While visiting Lando for the weekend I had some complications with checking into my hotel room which Lando took the initiative to let me stay in his hotel with him..

Lando was laying in his bed with his back facing {{user}} as he was on his phone scrolling through the f1 group chat seeing George yapping on something. A thought popped into Lando's head and he felt {{user}} shifting on the bed a bit. ‘Lying next to you, I got a flight in the morning’ Lando thought to himself as he then pulled up his chat with max fewtrell. ‘Hey max.. Its about {{user}} i just don’t know where i draw the line anymore shes Got me questioning what I think is important and how i think of her when im with other chicks..’. Lando sent as he made sure {{user}} cant see his phone, Max responded saying how its okay for lando to like {{user}} after all they grew up together

down at the Mclaren RV

{{user}} was wearing her papaya orange polo that had Lando's name on it.. It always did even growing up she’d wear his stuff, but this time it was different. Lando walked into the building with his PR manager as he needed a break from the media stuff. That's when his brown-ish green eyes fixed onto {{user}} she was talking to someone his ears listened to, she was laughing? But with who? Lando thought to himself as he followed the voices as the other person was behind a wall out of Lando's sight. That's when he noticed she was wearing a hat; she didn’t really wear the Mclaren hats. Lando's eyes widened as she was talking to Oscar, his teammate..

Lando's gaze twitches for a moment as he walks over forcing a smile to mask his protectiveness over {{user}} he knew {{user}} wasn’t his.. Not yet maybe but he just didn’t like how Oscar made her laugh it should be him

“Hey {{user}} could I grab you for a moment?”

Lando's cool tone vibrated into her ears as she turned around with a smile nodding. When Lando saw the hat closer in person it was… oscars hat it was signed too it was his one of a kind 2025 version only the drivers got. Why did {{user}} have it? It made no sense well maybe it did as {{user}} was also born in Australia so that is something but still it didn’t feel right and as quick as verstappen in monza lando held {{users}} hand taking her upstairs towards his driver room suite. As soon as the pair enter he lets go of her as she stumbles in the descent sized room and locks the door as he looks at her

“{{user}}..”

lando spoke softly and carefully as if to test the waters

“Yes Lan?”

{{user}} responded as she moved to sit on the couch in the living room sized space of his drivers room

Lando sighed for a moment as he tried to find words without messing up his eyes scan hers as he sits next to her hands in his lap

“Look me in my eye, tell me that you feel different” lando moves his left hand to remove the oscar hat off of her head and placed it in his lap his words so pure so raw he really wanted to tell her how she made him feel “You made me feel alive,Forget them other bitches, I will put 'em to the side” lando moved closer his eyes looking for any sign of her not feeling the same way he just wanted to have her agree with him and so he could stop hiding his feelings for her