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It's Friday then.........

Lando's POV: 

We clambered into the taxi waiting outside, and travelled to the circuit. We enjoyed the last few moments together, until we arrived. We saw the media swarmed outside the paddock, and we just knew that we couldn't show affection. So we walked in together, as 'friends'. Today was Friday, one of the best days, but one of the longer days. I took Sophia to the McLaren hospitality to meet Zac, she didn't seem nervous at all, just excitement as she bubbled with energy. 

"Hey dude, good to see you again!" Zac said with open arms, as I flung myself into him. 

"Hey Zac, how was your summer?" 

"Really good actually, how was yours?" he asked, with me slipping his hand through her lower back, grabbing her waist and pulling it in towards me, her head falling into my shoulder. I looked down at her, with a smile plastered on my face, which made her grin. "I think it went well to be honest. This is Sophia. Zac, Sophia. Sophia, Zac." He put out his hand, as she shook it gracefully. "Nice to meet you, looks like Lando finally got his ass into gear and went out into the world. Told you someone would be out there for you," he spoke, winking at me, Sophia laughing. We grabbed my suit, and went to my driver room at the back of the garage. We had about an hour to kill before FP1. "Sophia, please I'm begging you to massage my back."

"That's Jon's job love, not mine." she said laughing

"But PLEASE?" I asked with puppy eyes. 

"Fine- but it's on you Norris."

"Come here", as I embraced her in a hug, trapping her. "You're too kind to me future Mrs Norris."

She looked perplexed at the remark. "Sorry, would you rather be referred to as something else?" I asked, panicked. "No, I'm just confused as to why you aren't on the goddamn massage bed after all that begging Mr Norris. And please keep calling me that, I love it."

"Wow Lando, you've got so many knots in your shoulders it's crazy," she said, whilst pushing down on my muscles.

"That's it right there" I moaned out, and of course it had to be when Jon walked in. "Oh hey Jon," I said lazily. "Am I interrupting something?" Jon asked.

"Nope not at all, he was getting a massage. You must be Jon. I'm Sophia, I'm a friend of Lando's-"

"Girlfriend and future Mrs Norris," I corrected her, as her and Jon started laughing. Well nice to meet you Sophia, future Mrs Norris. I'm Jon, you probably know that already."

"Are you guys done yet cause your massages are the best Sophia. No offence Jon." I was quick to add the last part on. 

"Massages where Lando?" Jon asked me, as Sophia began wheezing. "Fuck off Jon, no need to get into our sex life alright?", as he left laughing. I rose from the massage table once he left. "So Sophia.....we have time to kill" I said, a grin plastered on my face. She giggled seductively. "I'll make a deal with you. You get into the top 5 in the practice sessions, and we'll have fun. If not, you owe me dinner. Deal?" She said sticking out her hand. "Hell yeah", I shook her hand, grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards me. My arm snaked its way to her waist, making our lips touch. 

"I think you should be getting in the car Mr Norris. That is, if you want to be paying for dinner tonight..."

Sophia's POV:

He had to go and do it. FP1 he came P4, and FP2, coming P2. I stood outside the garage, as he came out and we walked down to the media pen. As we walked we found ourselves enclosed in a small circle of photographers. Lando whispered in my ear: "Looks like I'm the winner huh? I'll take you to dinner still though." he said a smirk on his face. We both just laughed at each other. A few mins later we were at the media pen, whilst Lando went around doing interviews, a massive smile on his face. My phone buzzed, a DM from Kym Illman. I opened it, and he was just saying hello, introducing himself and explaining he was a photographer and caught some photos of me and Lando together, and asked if he could post them on his Instagram. He sent the photo, and I couldn't help but smile. I, of course. agreed, no hesitation. I took a couple of pictures of Lando whilst in the media pen, and I pinged them over to Lando. Once we left and got in the taxi, he posted a few pictures on Instagram. (P.S PRETEND THIS MEDIA PEN IS IN SPA NOT BAHRAIN)