monaco. your home town. the place you grew up and loved. also the place which you met your best friend, lando norris. he moved here 3 years ago as it was where many f1 drivers live, him being one, he followed that trend.

you quickly became best friends, very close. you spent a lot of time together and shared an undeniable chemistry. but you both did deny it. neither of you ever did anything about it.

one night recently, you found out your best friend died. your childhood best friend. killed. you were shocked. you called lando and he came over. he cuddled you as you cried and then till you fell asleep, in his arms, in your bed.

you two never spoke about that night. the love and care he showed you.. but he did spend time with you. he even invited you to the mclaren garage for the monaco grand prix. you met his parents again, you adored you, and also this girl he claimed was a friend. her name was magui. apparently she was his girlfriend, but he said she wasn't, yet she acted like she was. you were so confused and hurt. you just presumed a situationship.

he won. it was beautiful. you were stood at the barriers with his parents and magui. he gave you a small smile when he hugged his parents then reached for magui's hand, gave her a small smirk, before going. he ignored you completely.

you stood by his parents when he was on the podium. from the top step, he watched you. the eye contact made your heart crumbled. but he ignored you earlier!

it was the after party. you were in a club place called "sass cafe". you looked phenomenal; you wore a short black silk dress with your hair down. lando looked handsome; he wore a white button up and black jeans.

you were with his friends.. including magui, who was acting like the biggest pick me. safe to say you drank way to much and were still overthinking everything. what did you mean to him??

you got up from the booth you were sat in and go outside for some fresh monaco air. but lando had his eye on you, he knew he hurt you, so he followed you.