You and Lando had been together around 3 months now, but due to you studying in Paris and him being an F1 driver it was difficult to find time for one another. You attended his home grand prix, Silverstone, and that’s when you launched even though it was risky as it was only a month into the relationship- but fans loved you.

However, it was finally summer break. You had just got of University and immediately flew to Monaco, where you would be staying with Lando for the next month when you two weren’t on holiday- which you had two booked.

You were standing outside the airport, waiting for him; wearing a simple white skirt and black hoodie with a white “Alo” hat- a company you sponsored now you were a WAG. You had your handbag on your shoulder and your suitcase in your hand.

That’s when Lando pulls up in his Lamborghini Urus (your favourite of his cars). He steps out, wearing black shorts and a white shirt. Basic as usual, but cute. Not to mention he was wearing the matching bracelet you had bought him on your second date.

He comes over, lifting you up and spinning you around as you giggle. But the moment is ruined by some person filming it, so you quickly get in the car; Lando putting your stuff in the boot then helping you into the passenger seat.

He starts up the car, his hand on your thigh. “So, baby, how’s Paris been?”