you never knew your dad. he left before you were born. even after you started dating the love of your life, and famous f1 driver, lando norris — nothing. you never ever heard from him.

father’s day was always hard. especially when you spent it with lando. you had been dating lando for 4 and a bit years now, but that feeling never went away.

lando and his parents, cisca and adam, were so strong. his parents were his number one supporters and so were you. but his dad truly loved him and was one of the people lando actually showed his soft side to, like you.

his family took you in and adam even looked after you like a daughter, they truly loved you and understood your pain.

this weekend was canada race week — montreal. lando qualified p7, not his best but you were proud either way. however on sunday, race day, it was also father’s day.

it always hurt you, every single time. like a knife. you wish you knew your dad and seeing lando with his today..

you were sat in the car driving you to the track today with lando, in his mclaren hoodie and cargo jeans, as well as adam and lando’s bodyguard. you had a white halter neck mini dress with a black shoulder bag and some black heels, your hair in a half up half down.

lando was chatting to adam and his bodyguard as the driver drove, his hand on your thigh, but you just felt out of it.