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Madeline's Pov.

Race day. Again.

Lando was starting P1, behind him Charles and then George.

I really wanted him to get this win.

Watching the race in the McLaren garage was so stressful for me. I was scared something was gonna happend, usually I never had these thoughts.

Charles got so close to him between the first laps, but thank god he didin't pass Lando.


RED FLAG.

A car was in the barriers, flashback to Lando on Friday. The car wasen't Lando though, it was..Russell.

Watching him get out of the car was so...sad. I would lie if I said I didin't feel bad for him. 
His engine cut off, that's why he went in the barriers. Poor George.

The race restarted after 15 minutes.
This is where I thought Charles would overtake Lando.

Feeling bad for George, but still wanting Lando to get that win so badly.



And, HE DID.

GOD THE HAPPINESA I FELT WHEN HE PASSED THROUGH THAT CHECKERED FLAG AND SCREAMED THROUGH THE RADIO.

When I tell you I ran to hug him I AM DEAD SERIOUS.

Hugging him after that fantastic drive was so satisfying.

And holy fuck I enjoyed watching his smile. He was so happy, and so was I. So was the team.

Win for Lando, and a Podium for Charles and Max. Absolutely amazing.

Watching the Podium Ceremony was like a dream come true. I've never seen Lando happier to be honest.

After the ceremony and some team discussions, me, Lando,Alexandra Charles were walking to the Hotel.

"Mate we HAVE TO celebrate. You did so amazing, I'm proud of you." Charles says.

He's always been so supporting. He's always the supportive friend, that's why everyone loves him.

"We surely do. How about a party at the Club down the hotel? Sounds like a fancy place I've heard."  Lando responds, I can tell he's still happy.

"Yes, I'll book the VIP Section and will inform the drivers." Charles says. He sounds excited.

"Sounds great."

timeskip

Me and Alexandra didin't know what to wear to the party, we've decided we'll get ready together.

"Okay I want to wear like a bright colored dress BUTTTT I don't know which one." she says and holds up 3 different dresses.

The red dress she held up was long and quite boring, the blue one she held up was a two-piece. It was belly revealing and had cute sleeves. But the prettiest and most amazing dress she held up was a silky-pink one. It was short and sleeveless.

"Girl, you should wear the pink one. Imagine that dress on you, honestly I might have to ask Charles if we can share you" I wink at her.

"Ahhhh I love you I was also thinking of the pink one." she responds, looking at the pink short dress.

" I have a cute YSL pink bag that could go cute with it, wanna borrow it" I show her the bag. I never really wore it, probably cuz it dosen't match with anything i wear but Alex could.

"No way this bag is wayy too cute." She holds the bag and tries it on."Could I borrow it?" she asks, admiring it.

"Of course girl go ahead." I blow her a kiss.
She blows me one back.

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