Your relationship with lando was strange and complicated

You had grown up around him, he was older and best friends with you brother max.

It felt like he barely acknowledged you, he’d never speak to you in school but he always wanted you to go to his football matches

He was always around for Friday night dinner and would even crash with your brother after party’s.

It was a Friday night and you had just gotten ready for bed, your hair was in braids, your skin care done and now you were in your jammies when you heard a noise coming from outside

Being nosy, you looked out your bedroom window to see a familiar mclaren outside in the dark street with lando leaning against the hood with a cigarette dangling from his lips