Dannie Kim was a Korean-English singer who was signed to Columbia Records. She always dreamed of meeting at least one of her idols in life. Everyone who had ever asked her who she was talking about was always shocked to figure out who it was. It was...
a/n: you guys are in for a longggg chapter today!! the longest i've written in a long time :)
(above is the outfit for this chapter btw!!!)
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** Dannie's pov **
Once again here I was standing in the crowd of other McLaren staff that was surrounding the podium. For the second time in a row Lando had reached the podium. Second place for that matter. From the second he crossed the finish line I hadn't stopped smiling.
The results that the team and Lando had been getting for the second half of the season was insane. Of course there was still a lot of work to do but there was strong hope for the next season.
Anyways, when Lando started taking position for his signature champagne pop I took several big steps back. All the way back to Silverstone I remembered just how far the champagne went into the crowd. I would cry myself into a hole if I got sticky champagne all over this dress. It would never be the same afterwards.
Seeing both Lando and Oscar on the podium this weekend was absolutely amazing. Both as a fan, but also knowing both of them personally. Seeing how much work they put into training and making sure that their body's are in top condition only for the car to cause them trouble.
"I've been told that you have been requested by a lot of media sites here to accompany Lando. You can hide out anywhere in McLaren. You've got free access." Zak Brown's voice suddenly sounded out next to me.
Twisting my head to look at him I noticed that he was still watching his two drivers on the stage laugh and have fun. Deciding to follow his actions I looked back towards the Brit, "Thank you. You've been way more accepting of everything than I originally anticipated." my voice was just quiet enough that no one else around us could hear what I was saying.
Zak's arm wrapped lightly around my shoulders, "Listen to me, you mean a whole lot to Lando meaning you mean something to the team.".
We both stood there for a few more minutes before Zak was called over by one of the other McLaren staff members. Leaving me all alone again in the crowd.
Ever since the first day of practice and the words "girlfriend" and "boyfriend" left my mouth, along with the now famous red lip print, the entire garage had been treating me differently. Not that they weren't nice to me before, but now they were treating me like I was actually part of the family. Lando's family.
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** time skip **
Getting slightly jostled around was what finally woke me from my position on the small seat in the McLaren driver's room. A sharp intake of breath filled my lungs before I completely opened my eyes. My gaze was quick to fall onto the bright papaya jumpsuit that was standing just a few inches away from me.
