You and Lando basically grew up together, from being in primary to leaving school and making your way up through karting, the friendship felt like it would never break. You were bound to get to F1 together, to never leave each others side, no matter what. Where one went the other would follow, always.

That was until your family ran into some complications with their work, meaning you would have to leave the UK by Christmas, only 1 month left with Lando. You knew you had to tell him, no matter how much it hurt.

You call him over to your favourite hang out spot, hoping he isn’t too busy training for F4.

“{{user}}!” He calls excitedly when he sees you, that goofy teenage smile on his face.

“We need to talk, Lando..” You say softly, looking up at him from where you’re seated on the grass under the old tree with your initials carved in.

His face drops a little, not expecting the seriousness in your tone, “what’s up..?”