Point of view | Lando Norris

8 | Love

🇮🇹"E se non è con te, e se non era un posto raggiungibile, allora io mi fermo e smetto di cercare; se non sei tu la casa io non so più abitare"

Casa - Giordana Angi

🇬🇧"And if not with you, and if it wasn't a reachable place, then I stop, I stop searching; if you're not my home I don't know how to live anymore"

Home - Giordana Angi

🔴This chapter contains sex scenes that can be upsetting for some users!! 🔴

Silverstone Circuit, 14th July 2019

The race is about to start.

Lando is on the starting grid on his car, between all drivers that, as he did, got in their cars after the starting ceremony. I sit in my place and I look at Lando's start with anxiety.

Not bad, I thought.

He can be in the top 10 today. The British fans are really supportive to him: there are people waving the British flag everywhere for Lewis, you can read "It's Hammertime" everywhere, together with Mercedes' colours, but besides their love for the Silver Arrows, there's much attention given to the two British rookies, Lando and George. They're really showing their talent.

"And there is an accident back there... it's Magnussen and...Grosjean! There are problems, Haas has to retire both cars!" I hear the reporter's voice.

It is an involving race, between small accidents, punctures and strategies, Daniel and Carlos' fight and the contact between Max and Seb. The Silverstone Grand Prix ends with a well deserved podium for Charles, third, despite the Mercedes being so good, with Lewis' victory as usual, who seems to be even stronger at home. Maybe the reason is exactly this: he feels at home. Lando concludes P11, I'm so sorry he didn't get points at his home Grand Prix but it was a particularly eventful race and he couldn't do any better.

"It's good, Lando. Don't be sad!" I tell him as I see him.

His expression is not particularly happy, as we all know, every driver wants to win, but we still have to remember that it's Lando's first year in Formula 1 and he's really doing a great job.

"I know, it's just... this is my home grand prix. We're in Silverstone, I grew up here. On this track I have the best career memories and there was also my family, I feel like I've disappointed you..."

"What are you saying? I'm happy. It could have been worse... and you, my love, will always make me proud." I smile taking his hand in mine "You know, there's a song called Casa. It's in italian, but I think it really represents us... it says... con te, con te, con te, che mi aiuti ad accettare quel che volevo scordare, e mi sai dimostrare ogni giorno che passa che non c'è niente da temere ma così tanto da tenere." I sing.

"What does it mean?"

"With you, with you, with you, that make me accept what I wanted to forget, and you show me every day that there is nothing to fear but so much to keep." I translate. 

He surrounds my hips with his arms and kisses my lips softly.

"You're my home, Lando."

I hear the clicks and see the flashes of the paparazzis' cameras, the shouts of those present. Who cares, I think. Who cares if tomorrow I will be in a newspaper or on all social networks with him.We say goodbye to Adam, Cisca and Oliver, and then, after the interviews, we retreat to the motorhome for a moment.As I look out the window thinking, Lando comes out of the shower.

"You know, I thought about it. I thought that you wanted to make love to me." I tell him while watching the track from the small window.

Lando looks away from what he was doing and takes me by the hand, making me sit down on the small white leather sofa.

"Love, it doesn't have to be done now, it shouldn't be something you feel obliged doing. When you'll be ready, we will."

"I had an abusive boyfriend that often used me. That was the reason why I didn't feel like doing it."

"I'm so sorry babe..." he wipes my tears off.

"But... I want to make love to you. Here, now."

"Are you sure?" he says with lust in his eyes "I don't want to make you feel bad."

"I can't always stay in the past. Now I'm with you and I couldn't ask for anything better, so, I thought a lot about it before falling asleep. All the cuddles, all the attention you've been giving to me... you made me believe in love again."

Lando kisses me, at first slowly and sweetly, then our kiss intensifies, it's full of passion. In a matter of seconds, I feel my back against the wall, he blocks me there while kissing me. He gently picks me up, our shirts both to the ground, our breaths are intertwined and he lays me on the bed. Not much time passes, we're already naked. 

"You're so perfect, princess."

"You too... but please, don't stop..."

Realizing what I meant, Lando brings his hand between my legs again, arousing in me an irrepressible pleasure. Very carefully, he puts on the protection and enters me, I needed him, I needed to feel loved. So loved.

"Lando! Lando... I'm going to come!"

"Me too, honey..."

We reach orgasm together, we become a unique disaster.Intertwined like no other. I had forgotten how good it feels to love someone like this.This is love, this is not sex.And that's fine with me.

"Do you think they heard us?" I ask.

"Even if they did?" he responds.

"Probably I should worry less..."

"Thanks love." he whispers.

"Do you want to talk about what I started telling you before?"

"Yes, sure."

As he cuddles me, I tell him about my ex.

"He was a monster, but I loved him."

It's really true that sometimes fate gives us exactly what we need.I needed him and I found him.

"Lando, I'm the world's luckiest girl to have you."

I leave a kiss on his lips and covering myself with a bedsheet, I go showering, but a bit after, he joins me.

"Thank you for opening yourself to me. I really appreciate it." he smiles, he's happy and I love to see him like that.

"I love you." this time I push him against the wall and kiss him, kiss him until he forgets his name.

"Second round?" I ask.

"Under the shower everything's more poetic."