PRETTY GIRL (Lando Norris)

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Amber Monroe

Two days went by and I didn't see Norris yet. Not a call, not a message, nothing.

It couldn't be race weekend, Daniel told me there wasn't one this weekend.

Maybe I should actually start watching formula. From what Danny told me, it doesn't sound that bad.

I searched about everything I could find, especially drivers and there was this one cutie. I think his name was Charles Lechair? I swear it was something like that.

I grab my phone and search him up. Charles Leclerc, yeah I knew it already. Monegasque? That's my country, babe!

Oh, well. He's a cutie, I could ask Daniel to introduce me to him. From what I've heard, he doesn't have a girlfriend which means I can get him.

Damn, my confidence is fucking high today, I laugh at myself. Am I okay?

No, i'm not. That's a fact by now.
(defo wouldn't believe bae🙄)

I'm still wondering where Norris disappeared. I have to ask Daniel today at work.

I dress up in some cute beige skirt and a white blouse with some converse shoes. Live, laugh, love old money.

Lando's POV

I had to get away. Away from her, from her words and actions. Her body, her face, her eyes, her hair, her lips.

She's driving me crazy.

Why can't I stop thinking about her? Ever since that night, everything is different for me.

For her, it looks like she's living her best life. I saw her liking all of Charles' posts and she never followed him before.

What the fuck?

Why do I care so much anyway? It's her life, she can do whatever the fuck she wants. She can eat dirt for all I care.

"She's driving you crazy, isn't she?" my best friend, Max Fewtrell slapped my shoulder.
"Nah, I had better girls." I shrug and looked away.

"You still think about Luisa, huh?" he continued.
"Mate, not the time. Really..." I stood up and went to the bathroom.

I think I was sitting on the cold floor for an hour and a half now, just staring into nothing. My stomach is hurting badly and I really want to know what she's doing.

Do I text her? That sentence has been running through my mind for two days. Too long.

She seemed so careless and so happy, while I was lost in my own head.

Amber's POV

"I don't understand him, Danny. One day he takes me out on a dinner and now he won't even text me. He's not even at home!" I sigh annoyed by Norris' actions.
"I don't know... maybe you should text him." Daniel shrugged but immediately lifted his arms up, due to the death glare I gave him.

"I have a request, though...." I start unsure how he'll react to my question. 
"I checked out F1 a bit and I saw this cute driver, Charles? I always forget his surname." I chuckle and Daniel whistles.

"My friend Leclerc, huh?" he grins, poking my shoulder. "Do you want me to set you two up." he gasps like a gossip girl and start clapping his hands on his thighs.
(I CAN IMAGINE HIM DOING THIS ABHSSH)

"Please do!" I tell him and put my hands together. He laughs loudly, nodding.
"I will, don't worry."

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I was finally done with work and it was already eight in the evening. Why did it take me so long to edit three photos of Max and one of Checo?

It might be the Leclerc boy.

I scanned my pass at the exit and put AirPods in my ears. Well, one Airpod.

All of a sudden a hand touched my shoulder, so I turned around and punched the person in the nose.

"Damn, pretty girl, you're strong." It was Norris. What was he doing here? At my job? Was he maybe stalking me? That's my job!

"What the fuck are you doing here, Norris?" I asked turning around to walk home. Lando ran after me, catching up.
"You're not even gonna apologise for punching me in the face?" he spoke, stunned.

"Why would I apologise for something I don't feel sorry for?" that shut him down really quick.

"I'll ask you again." I stop in the middle of my step, just to turn around and poke him in the chest.

It was so hard... so muscular.
(that's what she said😨)

"I came to see you. Not seeing you for two days was horrible." he yelped, but I couldn't see if he was being sarcastic or was actually being serious.

"Shame on you, I have a date with Charles Leclerc this week." I stand up on my toes, trying to be taller than him, which did not happen. Fuck you, father for being your dwarf size.

"Oh..." he only responded before saying a quiet goodbye and turning around. I called after him, but he didn't even glance back.

Shit!

Lando's POV (i'm so sorry for changing the pov's so much😭)

"She actually said that?" Max couldn't believe what I told him.
"Yeah... as I already said, I don't mean that much to her as she does to me."

"Lando, i'm so sorry..."
"It's okay, you can't do anything."

That's when I got a call from.. her.

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SOOOO??

sorry for a short and very boring chapter i just don't have the energy rn

love ya'll xxx

sending love🫶🏼

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