Drive to Survive [Lando Norris]

-17-

"I've made breakfast" he smiled. 

Willow was kinda speechless and had no idea what to do with herself right now. Lando put the plates down at the table and turned back to Willow still with a smile on his face. He walked towards her and grabbed her hands looking at her. 

"I hope you're hungry. Come, sit down" he said in a warm voice and led her to the table where he pulled a chair out for her and they sat down. 

"You made this?" Willow finally spoke, looking at the plate in front of her with some delicious and good smelling food were placed. 

"I know it ain't much, but I wanted to do something nice as a thank you for letting me stay here" he replied. 

Willow cracked a little smile and took the first bite. 

"It's good" she said a bit surprised. 

"Well don't act so surprised about it" he chuckled, "But thanks" he quickly added.

"I'm sorry, but I've heard stories about your cooking skills, so I wasn't exactly sure, what to expect" she said with a slight chuckle. 

"I've come a long way since all my horrible kitchen moments, and I bet George or Alex is making up half of the stories anyway" he said taking another bite. 

"Mm I don't know, they seemed legit to me" Willow laughed. 

Suddenly in the middle of their breakfast, Willow began thinking. Here they were, sitting together in Willows kitchen enjoying some breakfast together and having a nice conversation. Nothing felt awkward or wrong, but neither Willow or Lando mentioned anything about the night before. 

Had Lando forgotten it? Or did he just not wanna talk about it? This kind of overthinking wasn't really helping on Willows confused mind and her confused heart. Because if Lando had forgotten it or wanted to forget it, then what the hell did that mean? 

"Well I better get going, and once again thanks for letting me stay" Lando said after the two of them had cleaned up after the breakfast. 

Willow walked him to the front door where he embraced her in a hug before driving away in a taxi leaving Willow even more confused. Lando still seemed to show affection and touching towards her, but he didn't mention the slightest thing about the kiss. 

What the hell was wrong with her? 

-- 

"Hey Will, how was your week?" Pierre asked walking besides Willow through the paddock as they had both just finished their track walks. 

Willow didn't answer, in fact she forgot to listen. Her mind had been occupied for the last couple of days. 

"Will?" Pierre asked again this time succeeding in getting Willow's attention. 

"Hm?" she asked oblivious. 

"I asked how your week has been, are you okay?" he asked noticing how distant she seemed. 

"Yeah I'm good, good week as well" she replied not wanting to tell him or anyone else about the party and Lando. Or David for that matter. 

"Okay, I know you're usually not very chatty anyways, but this is different. You can talk to me" Pierre said with a hint of sadness in his voice. 

"I know, Pierre" she said feeling slightly bad for coming off a bit colder than usual, but Pierre seemed to take the hint and none of them said anything else on their way to the press conferences. 

-- 

"Willow, I'm gonna need a bit more focus before you get on TV" Clara instructed to Willow, who was not enjoying media day at all. 

Media day usually sucked, but when your mind and heart was as confused as hers... then it sucked even more. 

"I am focused!" she said in a sharp tone. 

"Alright fine, what did I just say?" she said crossing her arms. 

"That I had to be focused" Willow said in a duh tone leaning back on the chair as she waited for it to be her turn for the press conference. 

"Before that" Clara firmly said. 

"Uh... probably just something boring" Willow replied. 

Clara sighed sitting down on the chair besides her. 

"Seriously Willow? I know, how much you hate media day, but sadly that's just a part of this dream life of yours. Others would kill to be in your place, so can you just try and show people that you like it?" Clara sighed. 

"I do like it, well maybe not media day so much, but I do love my job. I'm just a bit stressed today, okay?" Willow replied finally letting some of her emotions out. 

"Why? I though you had a good time back home?" Clara said not knowing the full truth, only that she had gone out with a few friends and relaxed at home. 

"I did... look I may hav-"

Sadly Willow didn't get to speak more with Clara, as it was now her turn at the press conferences alongside Charles Leclerc.

--

For the rest of the day Willow was more or less occupied, and therefore Clara never got to hear what she was just about to tell her. Because Willow was just about to tell Clara everything about Lando. 

In fact, speaking of Lando. Willow hadn't seen him all day, and it was partly her own fault. First of all, his media duties and track walking wasn't the same time as her. But every time (That means about two or three times) where Willow saw him walking in the paddock, she quickly turned in another direction. 

She really wanted to speak to him though, get some clarity on the situation, but she didn't know how. Boyfriends and kissing and parties and all that stuff wasn't really her thing. She had never had a proper boyfriend, and her first kiss was... oh shit that WAS her first kiss!

Lando was her first kiss... oh fuck. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. Now she was panicking even more, and dreading the day or time where she actually had to talk to him about it.  

She was definitely not turning on her phone again for the rest of the day in pure fear that Lando would write to her, asking her to talk to him or meet up or something like that. It was probably just best to lay low.