nothing without you || lando norris (COMPLETED)

XXX

i was awoken to the sound of max tossing things around in the room next to mine, i gingerly got up and headed to see what the hell he was doing.

"what's the matter maxie? is everything okay?" i cooed.

"oh yeah nothing, im fine thank you, you alright" he replied.

"yeah im good, just wondered what you were doing. where is charles?" i questioned.

"he left early, dont know" he darted back with a serious tone in his voice.

i nodded and stepped out to start getting ready and packing, i assumed i would be travelling with max as charles had already gone and he hadn't texted me any arrangements this morning for me to fly at a different time with his team, this wasn't like him at all but i brushed it off as maybe he was stressed.

once i was ready me and max began to head to the airport, we had a lovely kind driver this time who i sat in the front talking to seeing as max didnt seem very keen to be speaking this morning.i truly couldnt figure out what the hell was wrong with him but i guessed he'd tell me sooner rather than later. the driver was pretty interesting actually, he was also in university here and this was his part time job, he studied art and he was telling me that hopefully one day he can open his own cab company that people hand decorate the cars. it seemed like such a beautiful idea and im glad some people in this world manage to still see the good in the world.

once we arrived at the airport kika and pierre met us there as we would be flying with them, honestly kinda has made this year so bearable.

"where's charles?" they both asked me in unison.

"i dont know" i sighed, max standing next to me with a stern look plastered across his face.

they both left it at that knowing it was probably an awkward conversation to be having and they wouldn't exactly find anything out so it was basically pointless. i turned around to go and walk towards check in when i see that familiar face standing talking to his assistant...

lando fucking norris' face.

i cannot escape this man can i?

i twirled right back around, probably looking like id just seen a ghost.

"oh yeah. hes here lol fogot to pre warn you" pierre chuckled.

"its fine, its not like i see him a lot anyways, he looked so calm, he looked happy, for that i was happy for him. whatever was making him look so happy, he deserved it.

once we boarded the plane i sat next to kika and max and pierre sat across from us, this was when i realised i really needed to talk to her about things with lando. say with more the fact i physically cannot get him out of my brain. one thing with kika is shed keep my secrets, she was the only real friend i had. a lot of people wondered how we met in the media. max invited me to a club months ago with pierre and he told me he was bringing his new girlfriend and i guess we clicked ever since that day.

"come on tell me, what's on your mind. dont lie to me i can tell something is wrong." she chuckled.

"lando, i cant stop thinking about him ki, hes on my mind even when im with charles, i dont know why, or how but he is, i dont know why i cant forget him" i sobbed quietly so the boys didnt hear me.

"girl i understand you, it must be horrible having to see someones face everywhere that hurt you, truth be told though you deserve so much more than him, he's an asshole. sure you guys had great memories and he could be great when he wanted to be, but he hurt you so much, and you deserve so much more than him!" she explained, giving me a reassuring smile and hug to calm me down. kika was honestly the only person in this world who ever knew how to calm me down other than lando. i dont know why only they can but not even charles or max can, max probably could a little bit more than charles i guess but nobody else can even begin to calm me.

the flight began to take off and i decided to sit down and write some music, not that i would ever upload any of this stuff or make it into songs, it just helped me to get it out of my brain and help me cope. sometimes an hour to sit down and write songs was all i needed when i didnt feel my best. i began to write about my feelings towards lando, i was begging charles never came across any of what i was writing right now or he would 100 percent leave me there and then. literally who the fuck is dating charles leclerc whilst writing about their ex they are obsessed with? me i guess.

after an hour or so of writing, i drifted off to sleep for what must have been the entire flight because i was woke up to kika shaking me and repeatedly saying "were in vegas nessa" because she's never been here before. she was as excited as a child on christmas and it was adorable.

this weekend we would all be staying at the same hotel, including charles so we headed straight over there to find out what he was dong. at this point pierre and max both had the exact same look on their faces, it was a mix of disappointment, guilt and anger. it was at this point i began realise either something bad had happened to charles or he had done something incredibly bad.

once we pulled up to the hotel i walked straight inside as the others went to their own rooms, i sat in reception, trying to get hold of charles, but every single time the call declined, either he was declining it somebody else was. at this point id had enough of his game and i headed to the desk and finding out his hotel room number.

i paced through the halls until i got to his room, room 205. i began to bang heavily on the door before i heard a voice i recognised. charlottes.

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR LECLERC YOU PEICE OF SHIT I KNOW SHES IN THERE" i screamed.

he wouldn't open it, so before anyone knew it i booted that door down to see her naked and him ontop of her, also naked.

"you are disgusting leclerc and so are you charlotte." i turned my back and began to pace back down the hallways, charles not giving a care in the world, max and pierre with themodt guilty look on their faces following me and kika running up to charlotte and charles room, i guess to beat her tf up.

that was when i began to sob i sprinted out the door and i grabbed my bags from the car that had literally just dropped us off.

then i ran... and i ran ...and i ran...

landos pov

that was when i saw her beautiful face for the first time in what felt like forever, except she looked even sadder than the last time i saw her. id hoped to catch a glimpse of her but not like this. she was just running, she ran to the car that had just dropped me off. she looked like she had just seen a ghost.

my first guess was that it must have been leclerc, and for that i was right, because that weekend we collided, but it being his fault and me somehow managing to gain my positions back and win the race, i ended up winning the championship. it was a weekend that should have been the happiest weekend of my life, a weekend she deserved to experience with me. it was the most depressing weekend of my life, the only thing i wanted to do was hurt him, hurt leclerc...