On and Off the Track

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Firework were lighting up the sky all around me, as cheers of hundreds of drunk people celebrated the new year. Lando leaned in and I melted into the kiss. It felt like home. Familiarity. Every time he kissed me it felt like the first time. The butterflies and weak kneed feeling. I smiled through the kiss and pulled away. "Happy New Year Lan" I said sloppily. Mila and I had started drinking at 10 am, meaning as this point I was truely and utterly shitface. As was most people around me.

The rest of the night consisted of more dancing, laughing and all of us having fun. Till we finally crashed at 5am and fell into our hotel rooms where we collapsed onto the bed. I found comfort cuddled up to Lando, his arm round my waist, grounding me as the whole room spinned.

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—The next morning —
I woke up to my head pounding, the sunlight blinding my eyes and the sound of the city below bellowing into my ears. Not a good start, but always a sign of a good night. I turn over to face Lando, who was still sleeping. I gently kiss his cheeks, as I get out of bed to go have a shower. The cold water relieving a part of my hangover. As I got out of the shower, I texted Mila.

I walk back into the bedroom, to see Lando was up and scrolling on his phone. "Brunch in 20 with Mila?" I said softly, knowing both our heads were pounding. "Sounds good, how you feeling B?" He put down his phone down and gently patted the mattress next to him, hinting to me to come lay down by him. "Like death" I said through a laugh as I wiggled next to him, placing his arm over me. We lay like this for a bit till we both realised we were going to be late. I quickly threw on some clothes and make up.

We decided on a cute little cafe. Lando and I both had pancakes, where Mila had some French toast, we chatted about the funny events that happened last night as well as our future plans for this year. Lando's was "be world champion" of course, Me and Milas was both to grow out modelling career and travel as much as possible. The casual comment from Lando questioning "how on earth we could drink coffee voluntarily" came up a lot too.

We decided that we should walk back to the hotel, "fresh air will do all of us some good" I said, with grumbles from Mila and Lando in response. I took that as a yes so began walking though the city of Dubai. I've always loved cities, the hustle and bustle. Everyone doing their own thing. Lando wrapped his arm round my shoulder and kissed my forehead, as we walked. "Omg, get a room you lovebirds, it's sickening" Mila shouted as she faked a gag. I giggled at this comment, while Lando held me closer. At this point, a fan of Lando ran up to him asking for a photo. He happily agreed but this allowed a crowd to start forming around us, with more people recognising not only Lando, but Me and Mila too. We quicken the pace and reached the hotel 2 mins later. "Bad idea to walk, B" Mila commented as we walked thought the door of my hotel room. "Yeah, but don't you feel so much better now that you did" I replied cheerily.

"No, nobody feels better after walking miles, that's just you. You are an anomaly" Lando said as he slumped down onto the bed. "You seriously can't be going back to bed Lan?" while I gently shoved his shoulders. A low grumble was all I got in response, which in Lando's language was a yes obviously. I looked at Mila who was still standing in the doorway, "wanna go shopping?"

"Do you even need to ask" Mila looked at me as if I had just asked the most stupidest question in the world. I grabbed my bad and we headed out.

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Our afternoon consisted of us shopping and talking about everything and nothing at the same time, we had a flight to Monaco at 9pm. So we had some time to kill before then.

Lando and I had an apartment together in Monaco for the last couple of months, it was my dream apartment and I fell in love with it almost immediately. It has massive glass windows which over looked the sea and the stunning street below. The furnishings was perfect, with not one thing out of place, excepts Lan's streaming room, which totally clashed with the beige furnishings of the rest of the house. It did annoy me but I would never tell Lando that, I liked him having a place of his own, as well as being able to use the simulator in there. There was nothing more entertaining then watching Lando's reaction to me almost beating his lap times.

I began packing my bag as Lando had a shower, I was excited to go home and be back in my bed. I loved the city of Monte Carlo, I felt more at home there, then I have anywhere else. I had a couple of jobs lined up so I knew I would only be able to see Lando for some random days till I fly out to Bahrain for his first race of the season. I always made sure I was there for his first race of the season and his last, no matter my plans. Any other races were just bonuses. I've attended multiple races since being Lando's girlfriend as well as some F1 races before we dated. This meant I knew the other drivers quite well. I was closest to Max, he drove for red bull. And if I wasn't dating Lando, that would definitely be the team I was supporting. I only told Max that info, there was no need for Lan to find out.

I had met majority of them at the after party of races, as well as becoming quite close with a few of their girlfriends, especially Charlotte, who was dating Charles Leclerc. We became close last season as we were both often in the paddock together, waiting for our boyfriends to finish interviews or meeting. It was nice going to races, mainly to support Lando but I also loved meeting new people and the excitement the races created.

Just as I had finished packing my bag Lando was out of the shower, and ready to go. I got up from the floor and wrapped my arms round his neck and I leaned in and kissed him. His arms hugged my waist as he kissed me back. "You ready to go B?" He asked as he pulled away his arms still around my waist.
"Yep, Just let me grab my bag." I grabbed my bag and Lando held onto my hand as we walked towards the elevator, where Mila was already waiting.

The drive to the plane was quiet, we were all so tired from the night before and was just looking forward to the flight home. The car pulled into the parking lot, as I got out, Lando was helping a gentlemen grab our bags to load onto the plane. Mila and I went up the steps of my family's private jet, with Lando not too far behind. I fell into the chair and went to sleep almost straight away. I had a feeling Mila and Lando did the same thing too.

We landed in Nice airport at 3am. Still half asleep, Lando dragged me and the bags to his McLaren 720. The drive home was smooth, with very little cars being on the road, we finally got home at around 4am. As soon as we opened the door, we both lay down on the couch, and fell alseep. Lando's body molded to mine as his head rested into my neck.