Lando was the typical 24 year old guy, lots of girls on his DMs, lots of dates, lots of parties, lots of drinks, he was living his youth. One more night of drinks at a party you were introduced to Lando, a friend of friend, you were always a hard to get girl, you hated love games, you hated womanizing guys and the bad boy stereotype. So here was the opportunity for Lando's friends to make fun of him. Norris didn't need the money, but he loved taking money from his friends, so the bet came up. Lando Norris would have five months to win you over, in the end he would win five thousand euros from his friends.

So time passed, Lando was insistent, he persisted and in the end you fell into his conversation. You became Lando's girlfriend. Norris loved it, he knew it had started as a bet, but, my god, he didn't want to be away from you anymore, he didn't want to go a day without hugging you, without kissing you, without having his skin on yours. He was addicted, addicted to watching you sleep, watching you cook, listening to your stories, laughing at your jokes and watching his favorite movies cuddling with you.

He punished himself, cursed himself, why did he accept that ridiculous bet? WHY? He questioned this every time he had you in his arms, every time he saw you laugh at his horrible jokes, because you were, incredibly, the only one who saw the humor in his jokes or pranks, you were the perfect partner for him, definitely, and everyone could see it.

Lando's arm was around your shoulder from behind, the two of you watching a DJ show that you didn't know, but Lando liked. You told Lando that you were going to get more drinks and when you came back you saw Norris' friends there, then one of them remembered the bet and too much alcohol made him let it slip off his tongue.

“Lando, we haven’t given you your bet money yet, you really kept this girl with you, now you can stop pretending, the bet is over.” One of the friends said and laughed, he just didn't count on you being there, listening to everything.