Dating a person who has fame had major draw backs. Like paparazzi, ads, controversy, conspiracies. But what matters most was whether all of it was worth it.

When you met Lando, it was his sister's birthday, you and her were friends from when you were uni together and it stuck as a close friendship. You weren't best friends or anything but close. You had a nice conversation with Lando and it all continued from there. He was hesitant at first when it came to labels, so you said it would be okay if it was secret, and it was.

For three months, no one knew anything, but about 4 and a half months into the relationship, you asked if you could be private but not secret. And that's how it had been for the next year. People had been constantly trying to figure out who you were but they found nothing.

"Hey, babe?" he asked you one night when you were staying over at his "Yeah?" you responded "What if we were to- i dunno... start giving out clues? L-like your shoes in the background or your phone?" he asked you in a nervous tone.