you always had a crush on lando. he was hot. who didn’t??

so when you met him at martin’s birthday party in ibiza, you took your shot. you two hit it off and really started chatting. and you hooked up. it was like the best night ever.

you exchanged contacts and have been talking ever since. you were at first worried he had a girlfriend “magui” but he soon cleared up it was a little PR thing and if things got serious with you, he would stop.

and he did. it was now friday morning, practice day of the monaco grand prix. you had stayed at his from tuesday night. it felt like something real was forming, a strong connection. today, you were going to attend the monaco grand prix to watch him drive but also meet his parents!! scary.

you had a pair of blue jeans on with a white silk shirt and white heels, your hair straight as he came out his room wearing a mclaren shirt and jeans with a mclaren hat.

“ah wait.” he says, disappearing before coming back out with two paddock passes. one was obviously his, and one was for you. it made you feel special, especially the label “lando norris guest”. but the media would be all over you two.